"Damn it, are you telling me I'm scared of you?"
"Shit, someone's bullying our Speedy Gang, where's our brothers at?"
Seeing that his opponent was bigger than him, the man immediately started yelling.
"Fuck, you dare to bully our Speedy Gang, brothers, let's go!"
Suddenly, a group of people rushed over.
"Fuck's sake, you idiots, bullying us—hey, our... Fan, what's our fan club called again?" someone turned to ask Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan's face suddenly stiffened: "Uh? The fan club's name?"
"Face-Slapping Gang, I guess." Zhang Fan suddenly smirked wickedly and blurted out a name.
"Face-Slapping Gang?"
"That name is so Fan. Aren't you on the path of slapping faces right now, Fan? Not bad, not bad. To celebrate the birth of our Face-Slapping Gang, let's fire off ten rockets."
"I'm also firing a rocket, Fan is mighty, Face-Slapping Gang is mighty."
Yang Haochen's live stream room immediately exploded.
