Zhang Lin smiled and said, "This guy is so scheming. Wenyue, it seems that he is dissatisfied with you."
Before Han Wenyue could reply, Yun Fan interrupted her and asked, "How did you see how scheming he is?"
Zhang Lin glared at him and said, "You're the only one who has a big mouth. What would you do if you saw your opponent fall down?"
"If there is a fight, take the opportunity to kick him a few times. If there is a fight..." Yun Fan touched his chin and pretended to be lost in thought. "Or we can wait for him to stand up, or we can put on a stance to restrain him."
"The answer is reasonable, isn't it?" Zhang Lin waved his hand and said, "What do you think of his action just now?"
"Nothing. He's not good at martial arts. He's afraid of being fooled, so he has to strike from behind."
