There are more than twenty killing intent spots, all belonging to Enes and his group.
However, there is no system prompt for the emotional value of hatred.
In an instant, Zhang Fan felt a little unhappy.
Wei Mao, Wei Mao has no emotional value?
Could it be that the emotions are not in place?
"Haha, you guys recovered pretty quickly. Doesn't the wound hurt anymore?" Zhang Fan said with a smile.
In an instant, Enes and the others were filled with violent murderous intent.
"Ding, blood feud +1, target, Enes, hatred emotion value +0.1..."
The emotional value of hatred reached 47.5%!
emmmm, this is right!
However, Zhang Fan also accepted it as soon as he could.
After all, if Long Aotian is not here, it will be really dangerous if Enes and the others go crazy.
However, these newbies are capable of engendering hatred.
Although there are few, mosquito legs are also meat.
"Do you have a sense of public morality? What are you yelling about? You know, if you are outside, I can call the police to arrest you. You have destroyed public order, OK?" Zhang Fan said.
??
A group of people at the Anjin level looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
Call the police??
"FUCK, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm going to challenge you now, OK? Don't be ink, it's all about speed. You can only reject three people at most. How about you pick?" One person roared.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan chuckled: "Oh, okay! This is what you said. Okay, I'll choose!"
With that said, Zhang Fan walked towards the group of people.
"Please give way!" Zhang Fan said.
"Haha!" A group of people sneered.
No matter how Zhang Fan chooses, he will face someone who is at the pinnacle of dark power.
With Zhang Fan's strength reaching the Anjin level, anyone can knock him down with one punch!
It's even possible to kill him with one punch.
After all, the gap between the early stage of Anjin and the peak of Anjin is really not small.
Therefore, the group of people around did not panic at all.
But soon, the faces of a group of people began to darken.
This guy Zhang Fan passed right through them?
??
What's the meaning?
Didn’t he agree to choose someone?
"Hey, Zhang Fan, what are you doing?" someone said through gritted teeth.
We asked you to choose someone, are you ready to run away?
Moreover, he put his hands in his pockets and swaggered, not panicking at all?
Believe it or not, I can blow your head off with one punch?
Zhang Fan sneered: "Why are you panicking! Am I not choosing someone? Look at you, you are crooked and ugly, and I will compete with you. How disgusting is that?"
??
A group of people were surrounded, and their murderous intent suddenly broke out.
"Ding, blood feud +1, target..."
There are thousands of system prompts.
Looking at the one-thousandth sentiment value of hatred, Zhang Fan sighed.
This shit!
Convinced! Really convinced!
That much?
After all, it’s An Jin’s strength!
At this moment, Zhang Fan really felt a little desperate.
What should I do with the other six emotional values?
Soon, Zhang Fan came to the Huaxia team. He raised his hand and pointed at Che Hou!
"You, it's you, I want to challenge you to a duel!"
The moment the sound rang out, Che Hou, who was holding the watermelon and squinting his eyes to see Zhang Fan doing something wrong and eating the melon, was suddenly confused.
??
What the hell?
Brother, haven't you had a drink?
Challenge me?
Did I offend you?
I eat melon, do you have any opinion?
Thinking of Zhang Fan's belly like a black hole, Che Hou also hesitated.
Could it be that Zhang Fan was really hungry?
And I’m eating watermelon, so I don’t like it?
Damn it, stop it!
You tell me you want to eat watermelon, why don't I give it to you?
What the hell is a duel? If I fight you, I'm afraid I'll lose my ambition.
Immediately, Chehou quickly handed the watermelon in his hand to Zhang Fan: "Brother, you eat it, you eat it! It's not enough for me to go back and get it."
Che Hou looked at Zhang Fan eagerly, with endless grievance in his eyes.
"!!!"
Zhang Fan has a black streak on his head.
Sir, give me the watermelon you ate?
Am I like a beggar?
"Don't talk nonsense, I just want to challenge you with speed and deftness." Zhang Fan said.
Anyway, he has nothing to do now. Since people from other national teams want to play with him, he can just play.
Show off, earn spiritual points, earn emotional points, and have fun!
How wonderful!
Seeing this scene, a group of people around were completely dumbfounded.
Damn it, what the hell is this?
This guy Zhang Fan is the one who challenges the Chinese team?
Damn, how can this work? They came here to beat Zhang Fan to death or make him an idiot.
Will the Huaxia team be cruel to its own people?
Did this guy do it on purpose?
"Zhang Fan, you are not allowed to challenge people from your national team! You want to fight us!" one person roared!
Zhang Fan turned around, glanced at the man, and said coldly: "You are ugly, please shut up. I also have dignity, okay? You are so damn ugly, who can disgust you?"
Suddenly, murderous intent arose!
The man's fist made a cracking sound.
ugly?
ugly?
Where am I ugly?
Besides, I'm much more handsome than the ugly guy you challenged, right?
Have you seen my blond hair? Have you seen my tall nose?
You actually called me ugly?
"Ding, blood feud +1..."
"Boy, open your eyes wide and see clearly. Let's compare this ugly guy with me. Who is uglier?" The man pointed at Che Hou and roared.
It was at this moment that Che Hou's eyes suddenly burst into murderous intent!
Am I ugly?
You are paralyzed!
"Crack!"
The half piece of watermelon in Che Hou's hand was crushed immediately!
"I'm going to challenge you, you ugly bitch! Do you dare to accept it, grandson!" The voice was extremely angry!
Did I eat a grain of rice from your house?
Did I eat a steamed bun from your house?
I'm ugly, have I offended you?
I can't beat Zhang Fan, this little pervert. Am I still afraid of you, you trash?
After all, I am also a person with peak dark power, OK!
"Ugly?" That person also flew into a rage!
"Come on, it's my grandson who doesn't come! Let's go, see you in the ring!"
"Let's go, if I don't beat you bastard all over the floor today, I won't call Che Hou!" Che Hou clenched his fists and walked directly towards the ring.
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the people watching the British team and the Chinese team who were eating melon flashed!
Um?
This plot is wrong, damn it.
Shouldn't this be Zhang Fan's duel?
Why was it replaced?
What the hell is this?
At this time, the attention of a group of people had already been attracted by Che Hou and the two men.
"Brother, kill him! Kill the members of the Chinese team!"
"He must be beaten until his parents don't recognize him, go ahead!"
A group of people walked toward the wide grassland not far away.
Over there on the grass.
There are a total of fifty circular venues with a diameter of 20 meters. Each circular venue is surrounded by pieces of gravel.
This is the arena!
Because the base didn't prepare this thing in the first place.
These things are all temporarily built.
Looking at Che Hou and the two people walking into the circle, Enes's eyes also solidified.
This plot is wrong!
How could it not be Zhang Fan?
(Keep writing! There are three more updates! The day is not over until I go to bed. Woof woof woof!)