Three-second man

Ji yaoyue was the only one who knew what Zhou Hao was really capable of!

If it was a competition of strength, Zhou Hao would definitely be weaker than the young master from Harvard. As for speed ...

"See that? How dare someone try to compete with young master Harvey in speed!"

"Within three seconds? I think he's a three-second man~"

"Haha ... Why are you telling the truth? others will feel bad if they hear it ..."

"I think he's also a three-second man."

The mercenaries discussed in low voices. They felt that Zhou Hao was looking for death!

Moreover, this was a very unfair bet.

Zhou Hao didn't take their mockery to heart.

Other people were stupid, but he couldn't be like them. The more brilliant he smiled now, the more painful it would be when he was slapped in the face.

Young master Harvey had a proud look on his face, like a proud peacock, and his tail was almost raised to the sky.

He loved the feeling of being surrounded by a myriad of stars!