"I said I cherish my talents, so I gave you a chance."

However, Chu Feng shook his head and continued.

"It's not this sentence, in the previous sentence."

Jiang Shaokun, “…”

He racked his brains to think for a while, and then he said.

"I said my fist is stronger than you, so how do I talk about it? I'll have the final say."

Peng!

Just as Jiang Shaokun finished speaking, Chu Feng stretched out his big hand, and his five slender fingers pressed on the former's head and suddenly pressed it.

Suddenly, there was only a bang.

Jiang Shaokun's head and his whole body were suddenly pressed on the table by Chu Feng.

However, that doesn't count.

Under Jiang Shaokun's violent impact, the table could not bear it at all and collapsed directly.

Jiang Shaokun went straight under the table.

This series of changes is too long, but in fact it is just a few breaths.

Even the people brought by Jiang Shaokun didn't react.

When everyone came to their senses, they saw that Jiang Shaokun was already under the table.

On top of him were a table full of food plates and leftover rice, all covered with it, covering his head, not to mention how embarrassed it was.

Everyone looked dull.

It seems that I think I have read it wrong.

They looked at Chu Feng blankly.

However, the latter stood up slowly at this moment. He took out a few tissues from his pocket, wiped his hands clean, and threw them on Jiang Shaokun who was about to get up, and said lightly.
Chapter completed!