Burnt!
The flame was huge, and the map of the various defence locations of the army that King Wutong wanted was burnt just like that.
Rage Points +333.
Lin Fan found it weird. Where did it come from, it was also singular.
Weird.
"Brother Lin, this..." Yang Wu didn't know what to say.
The map that they wanted to get back was burnt just like that. It was burning so quickly that he was unable to react.
Lin Fan said, "Okay, done. Waiter, please find us three rooms."
"Okay." The waiter replied. Such a vicious person had to be served well. If he didn't, then if he died, he wouldn't even know how he died.
To Yuan Tianchu, he knew that one of the rooms belonged to him. However, the key was how many people were in it.
Lin Fan got up and walked upstairs. "Cousin, pay attention to these people and don't let others save them."
Zhou Zhongmao nodded his head. He would definitely do whatever cousin said well.
