Chapter 2387 (1/2)

”This... This young man, I really can't see it.”

”Yes, I'm thin and weak. I didn't expect to eat so much.”

”It seems that he should not be Han 3000. Han 3000 is just an earth man. It is impossible to eat so much.”

”That's right, but even if he's not Han 3000, he's quite capable. Chen Shimin, who claims to be the future leader of Tianji palace, can't even make a move under his command.”

”It's not true, but we can't cover the whole too much. Maybe it's not that he's too strong, but that some people's names don't match the reality. Some of the mysterious sects in this legend are just legends. ”

”Yes, too.”

Listening to these harsh voices, Chen Shimin's anger is constantly burning. Insulting his sect is not allowed, and insulting himself is not allowed.

They took a look at each other and the dog legs, then looked at the people behind them and nodded to each other.

Then, while everyone was not paying attention, Chen Shimin and his gang stood up directly. Then they took out the cold sword and rushed to Han 3000.

For people like Chen Shimin, face is more important than anything!

”Uncle, what about them?” At this time, Chen Shimin clenched his teeth.

”I'm still shopping outside. I say I'll meet the restaurant later.” Said the dog in a hurry.

”Damn it! Tell them to go Chen Shimin took the lead in getting up and running away.

But a moment later, Chen Shimin and his gang came back, accompanied by a fat man. Although the fat man was covered with fat, his inner energy was really amazing. Just the moment he came in, some people close to him could feel his amazing energy leakage.

This is a master!

”Damn, that grandson, tell him to die for me, dare to bully my nephew, he is tired of living, I see.” Then he pulled it in his hand and it was a huge iron hammer.

”Martial uncle, it's right there!” Chen Shimin pointed to the crowd and said in a cold voice.

This day, his fat martial uncle usually dotes on him most. He just went out to find someone. He didn't dare to tell his master that he had caused trouble outside. Just tell him, and his martial uncle will find a pretext to help him out.

The fat man was also powerful. He was extremely poor and fierce. He was really frightening. He rushed over a few steps, pushed away the crowd in the way, held a big stick and mallet, and roared angrily.

”You son of a bitch, you dare to hurt my martial nephew, I'm special...”

The fat martial uncle who held the stick to the top of his head was about to start the hammer, but when he arrived at Han 3000's side, he was stunned.