Watching Zhang Fan and his group leave, Lu Ao's eyes widened.
What the hell does Zhang Fan mean by this?
What does he mean?
Damn, is this like killing the donkey after it finished plowing?
MMP!
If he doesn't kill these people now, once they get back to the base! Even if he has a hundred lives, they'll all be needed to survive.
At this moment, Lu Ao started to panic.
"Young Master Zhang, these trash just tried to kill you. How can you let them go?" Lu Ao shouted.
The voice was incredibly urgent.
Zhang Fan waved his hand: "That's right, so, please do me a favor, help me kill them."
Heh heh!
Kill you?
That would be too easy for you guys.
Letting you tear each other apart, isn't that better?
Anyway, I've never killed anyone, at most, I've just wasted three birds.
You all have fun! Daddy has other business, won't be playing with you anymore.
Hearing this, Lu Ao's face suddenly contorted in rage.
Bastard, bastard!
But now, what can he do?
Go find trouble with Zhang Fan?
