If you are asked to write about a courier, you write "Second Person" on the spot

Zhang Chulan, who was standing in the stands, saw the duel between Feng Shayan and Jia Zhengliang.

He thought to himself:

These two are tough enough, but if they were to face off, they would have a chance of winning.

But that......

Thinking of this, he could only whisper to the baby next to him:

"Sister Baoer, is it really like you said, that we can do it without anyone noticing and definitely not causing any trouble?"

Baoer, who was carrying a large iron shovel, said confidently:

"Well, you have no idea how many times I have done this! I am very familiar with this kind of business!"

"Then please bear with me. Although it is not kind, let Master Wang stay in the pit for a while."

"Leave it to me!"

Xu San saw the two people whispering to each other and asked curiously,"Baby Chulan, what are you two whispering about!?"

Zhang Chulan:"Haha, Third Brother, Fourth Brother, my stomach hurts, I'm going to take a shit."

The baby beside him also sang a war song and left:

"Carrying a big shovel"

"Crossing the hillock"

"I dug a hole."

【Master Wang, run!】

【The one who wanted the Eight Wonders hadn't arrived yet, but the one who buried him had arrived first.】

【Skilled in business, Sister Baoer, innocently buried by Taoist Wang】

【How can the baby take out a shovel anytime and anywhere?】

【I think this shovel should have a name.】

【Could it be that the disaster that Wang Ye came here to talk about is being buried?】

【Focus: Very proficient in business】

【《How are bad guys made?》】

【Baby’s battle song is really exciting!】

【I have been brainwashed, burying people in the divine song】......

Zhang Chulan, who was following the baby, felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.

He opened it and saw that it was from an unknown number.

But he knew who it was.

"Hey, we're here. But you should have guessed we would come, right?"

"Knowing that we are prepared, do you still dare to come?"

"There is no way, some things are really wanted. There will be a lot of sacrifices, and we still have this awareness. But don't worry, we are no longer interested in you."

The sender of this text message is Lu Liang from Quan Xing.

From knowing the baby's life experience to the death of Mr. Xu Xiang, and then practicing day and night and competing intensively.

The busy schedule made Zhang Chulan feel that a long time had passed.

Looking at the text message, he thought of the day when Lu Liang came to him to give him the memory of his grandfather.

"I got so much information from your grandfather. Believe it or not."

"Come back! Leave a contact information!"

"Huh? Do you know what you're talking about? Keep in touch with the Quan Xing Yaoren?"

"I just want to keep in touch with a guy named Lu Liang. It has nothing to do with Quan Xing."

"Sophistry, do you think people will listen to you when the truth is revealed?"

"I just think there is a possibility that we can cooperate, because I am as interested in the truth as you are. Some information is easier to obtain with my identity, right?"

"Haha, Zhang Chulan, join Quanxing, you are much more reliable than that idiot Liu Yanyan"

"Not interested in"

【??? Zhang Chulan is a ghost???】

【There is a deal, stop the traitor!】

【The ancestral collusion is all about sex】

【Lu Liang killed his own sister!】

【Is this going to follow in grandpa’s footsteps?】

【Liu Yanyan: Is it polite to curse someone behind their back?】

【What do Lü Liang and the others want? And the Thousand Faces Man said before that many people from Quan Xing have infiltrated】

【We have to keep watching.】......

Zhang Chulan held the Nokia in his hand. This number was specially used to receive Lu Liang's text messages.

He deleted them after reading them. Only Lu Liang knew about them.

He thought for a moment and sent a message tentatively:

"By the way, I met your family, and they all said they missed you very much."

"Haha, you all want me to die, right?"

"They told me about you, is that true?"

"I didn't do it, I was framed!"

"Framed? Framed by whom!?"

Zhang Chulan waited for a long time, and his phone stopped receiving new messages.

At this moment, a loud noise on the field attracted his attention.

【Nokia? Didn't Baobao say that the company's mobile phones had been modified? How dare Zhang Chulan use it to contact Lu Liang?】

【It must be another phone!】

【Is this the rhythm of whitewashing?】

【I blindly guess that Quan Xing will be cleared of all charges later on, otherwise how can Bilian’s grandfather be cleared of all charges?】

【No, I don't think so, because all nature is neither black nor white.】

【There is no black and white in this world, it's all gray】

【Moreover, the characters written by Xia Fan do not seem to be black and white.】

【I just wonder if those who are devoted to sex are forced to do so, just like the heroes of Liangshan.】

【People are subjective. You can't think Quan Xing is a good person just based on Lu Liang's one-sided statement.】

【Have you forgotten how Hu Jie was manipulated before?】

【But I think what Lu Liang said is true. Maybe there is something wrong with Lu Gong.】

【Lü Gong may not have that intention, it is probably Lü Ci's old silver coin】......

Just when the netizens in the live broadcast room were curious about what happened in the field.

Xia Fan stopped typing.

The number of netizens in the live broadcast room has reached one million again.

But when everyone looked at the time, eleven o'clock.

They knew that it was Xia Fan's lunch time.

No matter what anyone said, it would not stop Xia Fan from eating.

However, the audience who were already old fans were used to it.

Except for some new fans who complained a little, most people still waited until half past twelve and continued to watch Xia Fan typing.......

In the competition,

Feng Shayan and Jia Zhengliang were evenly matched.

Jia Zhengliang also used the twelve flying knives for the first time.

After a round of fighting, Feng Shayan held Jia Zhengliang's arm and persuaded him:

"After procrastinating for so long, isn't it time to admit defeat?"

"Alas, I can settle the score with Feng Baobao next time."

"Humph, it's that lunatic again. You should listen to your aunt and go back. I'll take care of Feng Baobao for you."

"I won't!"

The two started fighting again.

The audience around them were stunned.

"If Zhuge Qing and Wang were just fighting with words, this was a real fight with physical strength!"

"The two of them actually gave me the feeling that they would rather bet everything than lose to each other!"

"This is no longer a competition, it's a fight of life and death."

"......"

Even Zhang Chulan was shocked by their fight.

Feng Zhenghao couldn't help but worry when he saw his daughter fighting:

Sha Yan, why are you doing this?

I said before I came here that our Feng family is only here to show support and establish our authority.

We don't care about the successor of the Heavenly Master and the Tongtian Talisman. We have defeated many good players before.

It's enough.

With Jia Zhengliang's skills, it's not shameful to lose.

It's not worth it to risk a miserable defeat.

What is there in this competition that is worth your desperate efforts?