Almighty male god of god-level selection system

Seeing that Lin Fan was driving in the suburbs, the person following him immediately called Zhu Fang.

"Master Zhu, Lin Fan actually drove to the suburbs. This is a great opportunity. Send someone over quickly, and I will follow him."

"Okay, please be careful not to be discovered by him. Even if he is discovered, don't say that you are mine. Do you understand? I am... holding the grass now!"

Zhu Fang's exclamation suddenly came from over there.

The people here quickly asked: "Master Zhu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I just fell down suddenly when I was going down the stairs, but it's okay, it's nothing serious. I'll rush over now, just follow him."

Zhu Fang was holding his calf and walking limpingly.

Although this wrestling didn't cause him much trouble, it still made his movements a little sluggish.

"Drive, follow these coordinates!"

Zhu Fang called the driver and prepared to go to the suburbs.

To be honest, he was a little frightened along the way.

Because after experiencing something like that last time, there was a shadow in my heart, and I had a vague fear of rope-shaped things and riding in cars.

However, he still hid his fear.

When Lin Fan came to a lake, he stopped and sat by the lake to look at the scenery.

The person following him moved further away after entering a remote place, fearing that he would be discovered.

What made Lin Fan very depressed was that this person's tracking skills seemed to need to be improved.

When I ride a horse, I have to slow down so that you can see me so that you can keep up!

If I hadn't slowed down, you would have lost track of me!

You have no professional qualities at all. Have you ever respected the science of tracking people?

Lin Fan complained crazily in his heart.

However, luckily I didn't get lost.

Zhu Fang was fine along the way and drove to the lake first.

Immediately afterwards, the fifty people he called also arrived.

These people hid first.

It's just that the movement while hiding was so loud that even if Lin Fan specifically told himself not to pay attention, he couldn't ignore it at all.

These people are so unprofessional.

Lin Fan sighed helplessly, not knowing what to say.

Afterwards, Zhu Fang led the group of people out.

"Lin Fan, I finally found an opportunity for you to be alone!" Zhu Fang said proudly.

Now that he has more than fifty people, and they are still in a remote suburb, I don't believe that Lin Fan can still run away.

"Oh, so what do you want to do?"

"I thought...fuck, what is this!"

While Zhu Fang was talking, a bird flew over his head and dropped a piece of shit on his face.

He happened to be talking at this time, so the bird droppings flowed down his cheek and into his mouth.

"Give me water quickly..."

Zhu Fang now felt his stomach churn, and his mouth seemed to have a strange smell. He quickly asked the people around him to get him water to wash his mouth.

People around me immediately handed over a bottle of yellowish drink.

Zhu Fang didn't care what class it was and immediately used it to rinse his mouth.

"Zhu Fang, it turns out that you came to me just to show me your shit. It's not necessary. Why are you being so polite? Even if you don't show me your shit, I know you like to eat shit." Lin Fan said.

Said with a smile.

Zhu Fang looked at him angrily and suddenly frowned, feeling something was wrong.

"What kind of water is this?"

"This, this seems to be urine..."