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F * ck, why did I get a few hundred friends!?

Zhang Le's account was a new account, there was a total of no one there after adding it, and all of them were familiar with each other. As for his friends, he didn't have a single one, but now there were a few hundred more people.

Great Sage Qi Tian, Old Lord Taishang, Pagoda Sky King …

The dense network of names stunned Zhang Le. F * ck, why are there so many retards?

Looking at these web names, Zhang Le basically did not connect them with those familiar deities.

Just as Zhang Le was about to delete all of these diseases one by one, the person whose name was displayed online was the one from the Great Sage Qi Tian, and sent a message to Zhang Le.

”Hey, are you there!?”

Looking at the message, Zhang Le was in a mess. Brother? Are you f * cking just a tease invited by a monkey? Who's your bro!

”Who the f * * k are you!” Zhang Le felt that this fellow was trying to flirt with his intelligence, so his tone was naturally impolite.

”Tai, I am escorting Tang San Zhe to the west of the Flower Fruit Mountain and Water Curtain Cave. The Monkey King is also fighting against Buddha! You actually dare to talk to me like that, do you want your grandpa Sun to help you loosen your bones? ”

Looking at the incoming message, Zhang Le was a little confused. He only wanted to say one thing to that guy: You've watched too many of Journey to the West!

Zhang Le could not bear to hurt this fellow, since he liked acting so much, he might as well do it.

”I won't nag anymore, I'm going to drink yogurt!” After saying that, Zhang Le turned around, afraid that the other party would lower his IQ.

”Yogurt?” ”What is this?” Before Zhang Le could blacklist him, the self-proclaimed Great Sage Qi Tian sent another message over.

Puff! Seeing the other party's news, Zhang Le almost spurted out it out. This guy must be from some remote mountain area, right?

Not wanting to waste anymore time with him, Zhang Le opened up the camera on his phone and patted down on the An Mushy yoghurt that he placed on the table.

”This is yogurt!” Zhang Le replied.

After putting down the phone, Zhang Le felt his own yogurt on the table. But when he touched it again, Zhang Le realized that he could not find the yogurt that was placed on the table.

”Hmm?” Feeling that something was not right, Zhang Le sat up on the sofa. Looking at the table, Zhang Le realized that his yogurt was missing!