669 Felice’s Advancement

Zhang Yang felt a rush of joy up his chest. He continued to let his blood flow on the statue while eating [Snacks] like a joyful madman. He also took a glance at his surroundings once in a while. He did not seem to care about how people looked at him at all.

If such a facial expression was seen on a normal player, that player would have been surrounded and beaten up for good!

However, the circumstances were different for Zhang Yang. He was the Number One player in the entire game. He had all right to do that! Those who crossed eyes with Zhang Yang could not even look him straight in his eyes. They either looked at another direction or looked down to their own feet. Well, Zhang Yang looked intimidating just by standing there. So there was nothing to be said about it.

"Little Yang, rumors say that you’re masturbating to a statue! You masturbated so much that blood came out instead?" the voice of Fatty Han squeaked in his ear.