"Really going to leave?!" Zhang Pengcheng raised his head. This question, along the way, he had already asked Fatty many times. Even now, it still uncontrollably slipped out from his mouth.
Until now, he still couldn't understand Fatty's reasons for doing this. Before this, he had always thought that the Twelfth Group Fleet would fight alongside the bandit army. After all, if the lips are gone, the teeth will feel cold; Mars holds much more significance for the bandit army than Chuckna does.
If Fatty is willing to abandon this survival ground for the bandit army, why did he participate in the arena competition? Was it only to show a demonstration to the Feiyang people?!
