Chapter 824: Divine Calculation

ow in his heart. 。I finally came here to inspect the work, but they don't even recognize me What a failure! 。In disappointment, he picked up a discarded basketball from the side. 。He ran in a circl...Suddenly, Ma Ge excitedly held up two pieces of something like cellophane in front of Ye Fan, and laughed loudly: "Brother, you're really a genius! This thing is a fake!"

Ye Fan looked at Ma Jiaojiao again. She was lying on the ground, her face ashen. But the thing in front of her had already shrunk by more than one size compared to before. It turned out that she was just a small apple.

"Marco, did you just say you wanted to strip me naked" Ye Fan smiled cheekily at Marco.

He quickly stripped off his clothes in front of Ye Fan, one by one, tied them up, and handed them to Ye Fan.

"Well, you have good muscles and a lean frame. You have the potential to be a good gigolo." Ye Fan tossed the clothes Marco had handed him into the trash can. Marco's eyelids twitched, but Ye Fan suddenly changed the subject, "But it seems like you're still missing one thing..."

"Brother…" Marco stammered, covering his crotch awkwardly.

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Mako trembled all over. He had just said he would personally operate on Ye Fan, and now he regretted it so much. How could he have been so bold with his words

It's too late to regret it now. It's his turn, he's only twenty-five years old, he doesn't want to give that up just like that.

"Well, what's the worst that could happen Just take off my pants! I'm not afraid!"

Two rows of people stood upright one by one.

"Hold!"

They lined up again and stuck together.

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"Cease turning, prepare to turn right!"

Two lines of people moved in perfect unison, not a single person making a mistake.

They have been practicing here for half an hour already! And once they make a mistake, Ye Fan's sword will lightly graze some part of their body, calling it: "A good memory is not as good as a bad pen!"

So, this is the lesson they learned from blood.

Ye Fan looked satisfied, a slight smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

"Start walking! One, two, one, two…"

Two rows of people, neat and tidy, marched forward in perfect step.

"One one one."

After they had walked for a long time, Majia Jiao didn't hear the devil calling them back. So she secretly turned her head, and to her surprise, the devil hadn't followed!

She was overjoyed and immediately ran away!d at Ye Fan with a terrified expression. Ye Fan said two more things, but she replied with a word that Ye Fan couldn't understand at all. It should be the local dialect. 。Kunkka, who was originally en...