"Feng, let's go, it's assembled, let's go and have a great time, there are so many clubs that have already made their move."
Zhao Dalang's eyes were glowing as he looked at the scene outside through the window.
One by one, the clubs were assembling, ready to find random teams to fight in a group.
"What's the rush."
Wang Peng smoothed his hair up and tied it with a holster, and his whole aura changed, like he had become a militant from a quiet school bully.
"You guys go ahead, I don't have much interest in messing around, I'm going to THE Physical Training Building."
Ning Feng opened his mouth and said.
Now that the freshmen were fighting chaotically, the sophomores were also on vacation, perhaps a small number of them stayed on campus to watch the fun, and they dared to hang out dow
