(This chapter is a bonus addition, suddenly delivered at 3 a.m., stunned by the generous rewards, thanks to the favor of the Big Boss!)
The expression on Amos's face turned fierce when he saw those three fingers.
"Kid, do you actually think you can finish the fight in thirty seconds?"
Mu Fan, tilting his head, raised an eyebrow then shook his head.
"Poking fun at me? Within three moves, I'll smash your mouth."
Lin Hao, watching from below, covered his face in embarrassment.
I bet none of you know this kid is telling himself that his opponent is worth 3 kg of fried rice.
Don't I understand that look in Mu Fan's eyes? It even had a bit of an inquiring tone, as if he was asking if it was too much and could be reduced, but not less than 2.
Like I'd be greedy for your bit of rice!
So, Lin Hao closed his eyes and nodded; he truly didn't have the courage to continue exchanging looks with Mu Fan.