My Master is Lin Zhengying

Said directly:

"Mr. Zhang wait a minute.

The silver ticket is given, shouldn't this bench be eaten?

Dad, don't you have to call out? "

As soon as Nan Chen finished speaking, Ren Tingting next to her couldn't hold back a "pop" and laughed out loud.

Ren Tingting has a bad impression of Zhang Shan.

They were studying at the same university in the provincial capital, but this mountain always harassed her and made her tireless.

And this is what Zhang Shan deserves, it's all his choice.

Now that he lost, no one pities him.

Qiu Sheng's literary talent also feels elated.

With a smile on his face, he watched Zhang Shan's joke.

Zhang Shan was hesitant.

How embarrassing is it to eat a bench?

He could only take a step forward, and said fiercely to Nan Chen:

"Boy, don't be too crazy..."

"What, are you threatening my junior brother?"

Qiu Sheng stepped forward, not afraid at all.

Nan Chen spread his hands:

"Mr. Zhang, I would like to admit defeat, please..."

With that said, he tapped the bench with his hand.

In fact, I just want to suppress this kid.

Let him know that he is not so easy to mess with.

Then he gave in, and asked him to take out dozens of oceans.

After all, this is the most practical.

But who knows, this mountain is also a ruthless person.

Seeing that he can't come to Taiwan, he doesn't want to be subdued.

At this moment, he became ruthless and actually bent down.

He bit the bench with one bite, "Aww" a few bites.

Just listen to "click, click".

Bite off several pieces of wood directly, and then chew them to pieces in his mouth.

Such a scene stunned everyone present.

This Nima is a dog, he can really eat a bench...

"Mr. Zhang, this is it?"

"Why is he chewing on the bench?"

"Master Zhang still has this habit?"

"Oh my god! Mr. Zhang's son is a dog?"

"..."

Many people noticed this and spoke one after another.

Zhang Shan wanted to die.

After a few bites, he spit out a mouthful of wood residue.

He was very awkward towards Nan Chen, and looked at him with a non-standard pronunciation:

"father!"

Nan Chen was overjoyed, but still said something cowardly;

"You don't want to give me a son like you for nothing..."

Zhang Shan looked angry:

"you……"

But he still swallowed the breath.

Then he opened his mouth again and said:

"Boy, the beam is knotted, we can't finish..."

With that said, he turned around and walked outside the church, wishing he could fly out.