482 Two Melancholic Old Men

"How many legs do you even have? You are running so quickly."

 Zhu Daoshen scolded. He was unhappy that Lin Fan was running so quickly. As the strongest nine-star generals in the Alliance, they weren't able to catch up to him. This was just too embarrassing.

 Lin Fan turned his head, "Three legs, long and thick."

 Zhu Daoshen was stunned. He understood and raged.

 "Kid, if I catch you, I will let you personally rip off that third leg of yours."

 Lin Fan could still reply when he was running. One could see how much disrespect Lin Fan had for them.

 But what Zhu Daoshen said made Lin Fan's crotch tighten.

 Damn, this fellow was just so cruel. He was just making a joke but that person said that he wanted to slice it off. It seemed like no matter what he couldn't let them grab hold of him.

 At that moment, Lin Fan felt the space behind him explode. He turned around and his body shuddered.