Even a group of teachers were amused by Zhang Fan at this time.

The students on the other side of the second middle school were almost spewing fire in their eyes. At this moment, they just want to plug Zhang Fan's mouth.

Nag, make trouble for your sister, this is only the second lap, have you ever seen a marathon runner bragging while running a long distance?

The live broadcast room exploded, and a group of people burst into laughter.

"Senior Brother Zhang Fan is really invincible, but it's really relieving to look at it, just this wave, it's definitely worth a rocket. ”

Suddenly, the rocket flew up again.

Yang Haochen's mouth was about to crack.

Rockets, rockets again, this is the rhythm of today.

"Teacher Qi Lin, tell me, you are a provincial fighting champion, why do you want to go to No. 2 Middle School to be a physical education teacher, is there any PY deal with Zhang Hua. Zhang Fan asked with raised eyebrows.

"Poof, PY trading, don't be so dirty. ”

"No, I'll go to the toilet first, I'm going to collapse. ”

Zhang Hua's face was extremely gloomy.

PY, PY, your uncle, grass, Lao Tzu grabbed it with a salary of 20,000 yuan a month.

Qi Lin's face was extremely ruddy, this was angry, he turned his head, took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth, and a roar like a lion's roar suddenly grew.

"Get out!"

Shocking, Yang Haochen's hands trembled, and his mobile phone fell on the lawn.

"Lying grass, the Great Demon King Qi Lin is annoyed and angry, is this the rhythm of the fight. Yang Haochen muttered.

This roar instantly triggered the anger of the group of people in the second middle school.

"Get out!"

The sound mixed with anger was like a divine thunder above the nine heavens roaring in one.

Zhang Fan covered his ears and replied unceremoniously.

"Ahh

"Teng Teng Teng!"

A group of people sitting on the playground immediately stood up.

"Slut Zhang, why don't you say it again. ”

"Damn, I can't take it anymore. ”

A group of people were ready to attack, glaring at Zhang Fan angrily.

However, Zhang Fan unhurriedly stretched out his left hand and raised a middle finger towards the second middle school.

"Grass, brothers, give it to me. ”

Immediately, more than 20 people rushed out towards Zhang Fan.

"Cut, a bunch of trash, you have the ability to chase me. Zhang Fan said disdainfully, and then his feet accelerated violently again, and the whole person was like a wisp of green smoke.

"Damn, brothers, kill this slut. ”

Suddenly, more than 30 more people chased Zhang Fan out.

The person in No. 1 Middle School was dumbfounded, lying on the grass, what is the situation?

Zhang Hua and Zhou Jie were also dumbfounded, lying on the grass, are you going to fight?

The two hurriedly roared with their horns.

"Stop, stop, damn it, whoever moves expells whom. Zhou Jie's voice was furious.

"Zhou Pidan, get out of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is the second middle school, you have the ability to fire Lao Tzu. A group of people who were chasing Zhang Fan screamed and scolded without scruples.

Zhou Jie was so angry that his face jumped, he turned his head to Zhang Hua and roared: "Zhang Hua, your sister, take care of your students." ”

Although Zhang Hua slandered in his heart: Fuck your sister.

But he also hurriedly roared.

However, it was useless, more than fifty people ran wildly, and all the strength of feeding was used, and they had only one thought in their hearts, to kill Zhang Fan, a bastard.

Yang Haochen's live broadcast room also exploded.

"Lying grass, Senior Brother Zhang Fan has aroused public anger, Senior Brother Zhang Fan run. ”

"No, Lao Tzu wants to brush a wave of rockets to cheer for Zhang Fan's junior brother. ”

Suddenly, ten rockets swiped the screen.

"For the sake of Senior Brother Zhang Fan, for the honor of No. 1 Middle School, brothers, rocket gifts will go a wave. ”

In an instant, the rocket exploded.

The friends who were in other live broadcast rooms looked at the rockets above the screen and instantly ran to Yang Haochen's live broadcast room.

Who is this anchor, why have you never seen it, lie grass, go and see the situation.

However, the people who just came to the live broadcast room instantly popped out their eyes.

Nima, is this a live broadcast group fight?

Lying on the grass, powerful, energetic!

Suddenly, the popularity of Yang Haochen's live broadcast room skyrocketed, from a few hundred followers to 20,000 in an instant.

Yang Haochen didn't have the mood to look at his live broadcast room at this time, but said with trembling hands: "Crazy, this group of people in the second middle school are crazy." ”

Soon, though, someone screamed.

"Zhang Fan's speed is so fast, lying on the grass, you see, he is about to catch up with Lao Wang. ”

This voice made everyone react.

Lying grass, Zhang Fan is about to surpass Lao Wang?

Wang Rui felt the sound of thunderous footsteps behind him, his heart tightened, he turned his head and watched Zhang Fan, who was like the wind, floating past him, and his eyes almost popped out.

Grass, Zhang Fan's speed, how can it be so fast?

"Lying grass, so fast?" exclaimed the school's PE teacher. They looked at the stopwatch in their hands in disbelief, and then shook it violently.

Could it be that the stopwatch is broken? Impossible, this watch was just bought, how could it be broken!

The live broadcast room also exploded.

A group of guys who came just to grab fish balls were staring out of their eyes.

More than 50 people chase one person, this is so emotional, who can be so energetic in the live broadcast room?

However, what shocked them even more was Zhang Fan's speed, grass, does this guy have Hot Wheels under his feet!

The group of people chasing Zhang Fan, after running for two hundred meters, the whole person softened.

However, when they stopped, the whole person was dumbfounded.

Nima, Zhang Fan threw them dozens of meters?

Your uncle, this is still a fart!

Seeing that there was no one behind him, Zhang Fan immediately slowed down, looked at the group of people who were far away, stretched out his hands, and his two middle fingers slammed down.

"I'm really not targeting any of you, I really just want to say that all of you here are rubbish. ”

"Grass, slut Zhang. ”

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

The group of people in the second middle school, who were tired like dead dogs, were like being beaten with chicken blood, and their feet accelerated again.

However, they had barely run a few steps when their legs went limp, and the man threw himself on the ground, and a group of people behind them came one after another, like a mountain of people, stacked up.

"Hahahaha, the second middle school dog is really stupid, after strenuous exercise, the blood flow accelerates, how can it still run after this rest. ”

A middle school student sitting on the lawn leaned back and laughed as he mercilessly turned on his taunting skills.

"You people, what are you doing in a daze, chasing Zhang Fan's bastard and beating him up. One of the two shouted.

"Chasing you is paralyzed, Lao Tzu's legs don't have Hot Wheels. The others said coldly.

Paralysis, who can catch up with this speed.

Zhang Fan smiled, looked at Qi Lin, who was less than a hundred meters away from him, and smiled evilly.

Let's go ahead of him first.

Looking at Zhang Fan, who was running at full speed again, everyone's eyes were stunned again.

Lying grass, this guy can still accelerate?