The corner of Lin Qingzhu's mouth twitched. Just as she was about to reach out to stop her, she realized that it was too late. She had already slipped into the middle of the crowd.
There was no choice. The strategy they had discussed just now was instantly broken.
Liu Qingfeng was even more helpless. No matter what, he had still miscalculated. This little fellow had the attribute of not following instructions.
Carrying the hammer in one hand, Little Linglong sized up the few people in front of her and seriously counted.
"One, two, three, four, five. Hmm… I'll choose all of you. Come on, I want to fight five…"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire place fell silent.
"Damn, whose child is this? She's too arrogant."
When everyone heard this, especially the five people who had been chosen, they were extremely unhappy. Were they here to make up the numbers?
