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Fuck!
Although Ye Fan had already reached the strength of a Fourth Grade Martial Saint, he was once again shocked!
It's Jiang Xiuming again?
This stubborn ass actually dismantled his home's toilet and then poked his head out from underneath to assassinate me?
What the fuck!
Ye Fan didn't even have time to put on his pants, swiftly dodging to the side, and then kicked Jiang Xiuming's head.
Initially, Ye Fan intended to grab Jiang Xiuming with his hands, but then thought that grabbing someone out of a toilet was too disgusting, so he simply kicked Jiang Xiuming from the second floor to the first floor.
Dammit!
No way!
I have to tell Jiang Xiuming, this stubborn ass, the truth right away, or who knows where he might spring from next time to lay his hands on me?
Last time it was the bedroom, this time it's the toilet... Ye Fan really fears next time he might silently lie in his bed!
Uh!
Just thinking of that terrifying scenario makes Ye Fan shudder.
