The group of people entered the bathroom in a mighty fashion, which immediately attracted the attention of the students around them, as they did not know what they were doing. However, with Hong Dali's mighty background, they were not worried that he would be beaten in the bathroom—having a war with words occasionally was fine; however, whoever dared to touch Hong Dali was the same as trying to seek death. Not even Tianwang Laozi could save that person…
After entering the bathroom, Hong Dali's face twitched slightly, before sliding his zipper open. Liu Mingcheng deliberately leaned towards him, facing the urinary pod, and sneered in his heart. Aiya, this kid looks so thin, his little stick is definitely not big. I have called my lackeys to prepare the camera. Wait till he takes out his little stick before taking a picture! Wahahahaha! When the picture spreads, the effect will absolutely be excellent!
