The idiot's words now stunned the brothers in the car one by one.

Then they burst out laughing.

"I fuck you, Man, are you having nightmares? What are you talking about? Tang Xiaolong smiled at the fool staring at him.

"Kill gas? Fat kills gas! Man, you'd better go to bed now... Be obedient, good!"

Chen Qiaozhi, beside him, had no trace of snow and hardly paid much attention to the barbarian's words. He continued to rest there with his head tilted.

In the minds of brothers, everyone knows that barbarians feel silly, so they don't care about barbarians at all. What about

talking about fools? After saying that sentence,...