Chapter 458 What Do You Count For (Second Update)

"Damn, does it have to be so exaggerated? Just a light touch, and these people are lying on the ground."

"It's too fake, too fake. How much money did Zhang Fan pay?"

"Shit, they're all from the basketball club."

The random noises made Liao Fucheng's eyes widen, and his body started to tremble.

Shit, these bastards usually hog all the limelight when it comes to eating, drinking, and having fun. How come they've all started acting now at this crucial moment?

Fuck, he's not blind, damn it. Just a grab of the hand, a touch on the arm, and they just lie down?

How can they justify that body of theirs weighing dozens of KG?

"You guys did well!"

The voice of Liao Fucheng was chilling to the bone, this was practically a slap in his face.

Being played by people he had called over himself, who could stand that?

Hearing Liao Fucheng's voice, the group lying on the ground rolling in pain felt like dying.

Bro, it hurts, it really hurts, as if the arm has broken, piercing pain!