Zhuang Chengren took two deep breaths: "uncle, my cousin insisted on competing with me, and I said that my fist and foot have no eyes. My cousin said it was not my blame, and they can testify."
Ye Yuande's eyes narrowed immediately, looked at the group of people under the stage and snorted coldly: "who heard it and who wants to testify to this little beast?"
The people under the stage shook their heads. If they don't understand this, they won't be here today.
"I didn't hear it. It's the little beast talking nonsense."
.......
Just as everyone was crusading against Zhuang Chengren, a strange voice suddenly sounded: "I heard it."
This distinctive voice immediately attracted everyone's attention. For a moment, more than a dozen people at the scene were in a trance. Someone even walked aside, and immediately isolated Allen Peterson.
Seeing someone against him, ye Yuande's eyes narrowed immediately: "I'll give you another chance to say it again."