Zhong Yihan's sudden appearance scared a few people.
The Mediterranean warned: "Who are you? Advise you to mind your own business!"
Ming Jiajia was pleasantly surprised: "Zhong Yihan, you are back."
Several others were relieved.
"He's Zhong Yihan, the so-called strong man in your mouth? It doesn't seem to be the same," pointed the knife at Zhong Yihan with a condescending tone, "Hey, boy, I heard that you are great, I want to fight with you. "
Ming Jiajia came to Zhong Yihan and wanted to explain the current situation to him. The latter raised his hand and said, "It goes without saying, I heard it just now. They want to rob, it doesn't matter ... the teacher also supports the students compete with each other, they can rob us, and we can rob them in turn. "
Zhong Yihan said, looking unconsciously to the poor hair in the Mediterranean Sea.
When the Mediterranean Sea saw Zhong Yihan's gaze, he instantly exploded: "Why do you look at me with this look ?! Do you look down on me ?!"