PUBG Mobile's strongest profession eats chicken

Chapter 608
For some reason, they felt a strange sense of familiarity from this man's back.The moment they saw this figure from the back, a radiant and haughty figure looking down at the world inexplicably emerged in their hearts.

That kind of domineering aura is so familiar and yet so strange.

Many viewers have this wonderful feeling in their hearts, just like the feeling of suddenly remembering something but being unable to say it, it is very uncomfortable, very mysterious, and very helpless.

They probably never imagined that this person who made them feel familiar yet strange was their idol, king.

But there is no doubt that at this moment, everyone's eyes are focused on this figure who is out of place and gives people an inexplicable sense of trust.

They didn't recognize them, and they couldn't call their names, but Hang Ye did. Even though Qin Fan's peaked cap was pressed down extremely low, he still recognized Qin Fan at a glance, and his heartstrings that had been tensed for a long time finally relaxed.

He believed that as long as Qin Fan stood here today, no one would dare to make trouble for no reason, and as long as Qin Fan was willing to protect him, no one would dare to settle accounts with him.

This is the power of king, which is not brought by fame, but his own strength.

The most original power in this world is always the fist. No matter how disrespectful professional players are to him, they still have to weigh their own level, whether they are worthy of a king or not.

The H country consortium can steal his reputation and his code name, but they can never take away his strength.

Strength is the root of Qin Fan's fame.

Hype?Hehe, in a world that relies on strength to speak, only garbage needs this kind of operation.

'patta'

Qin Fan's hand finally rested on Li Zhixian's forearm, a huge force was transmitted from Qin Fan's arms to his five fingers, the force suddenly exploded, and Li Zhixian's swift hands stopped abruptly in mid-air.

He struggled to break free, but his hands were like two iron tongs, still motionless, so he became more and more crazy, twitching wildly like a madman. His only goal was to prove that he could dare to fight with practical actions, and Can defeat King.

He was on the verge of losing his mind, he had almost forgotten his identity, and he never noticed when someone suddenly appeared beside him.

"I haven't seen you for a year. You are weaker than before. If I meet you in the arena again, you will die even worse." The low, indifferent, firm and decisive tone, and the domineering and arrogant words were so abrupt in Li Zhixian's eyes. It rang in my ears.

The words were crazy, but it made Li Zhixian, who had already lost his mind and was struggling like a drowning man, suddenly stand on the spot, motionless, from a lunatic to a sculpture.

After an unknown period of time, Li Zhixian's body trembled crazily again, and the arms that were firmly held by Qin Fan also softened.

Qin Fan let go, his arms naturally dropped, trembling unnaturally.

That demon king, that familiar feeling of fear, enveloped the sky and the earth like a dark cloud.

Facts proved that he still didn't have the courage to resist King after all, and even when he lost his mind, he didn't have the courage to say 'no' to King.

His previous madness was just a subconscious hint that his King wasn't here at all, and he didn't need to take it into consideration, and it didn't take courage to lose his temper with a fake King.

But when King really appeared, he faltered again, and returned to his original timid, cowardly, and fearful appearance, because he had already determined in his mind that king was invincible.

(End of this chapter)