"Ha ha ha..."

"What did the little boy just say? A finger can lift up a two meter high stove. Are you sure it's not bragging? "

"Don't you want to crush me with two fingers?"

"Lie down **The crane

Ye Xiaofan's face has no waves. After a indifferent glance at the eyes, the little finger moves, and the black stove rotates quickly on Ye Xiaofan's little finger.

"It's just a furnace. Do you need to be so excited?"

She has lived for so many years, but she has never seen such a fierce child as ye Xiaofan.

Fan Jiajia was shocked for a moment. After returning to his senses, he couldn't help exclaiming.

"Little brother, you are so powerful that you really lift the furnace with one finger!"

"This It's hard to imagine. "

Wei Chenyu in the support of the two men, crowded into the crowd, looked at the eyes staring at the people, said scornfully.

"Well, a group of villagers who have never seen the market, can you guess the strength of little adults

People can't believe, ye Xiaofan actually raised the furnace, and it's still a finger. If it's not seen by his own eyes, they won't believe it.

Compared with Ye Xiaofan's figure, the huge furnace is like a tiger and a cat.

The black furnace rises out of thin air. Under the furnace, it is Ye Xiaofan's little finger.

When they saw the behind the scenes, they were all stunned. They couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

"I My God, that That little boy

"Well, how could this be possible?"

"Ha ha, that little fart boy is really arrogant. This furnace weighs thousands of Jin. Even the foundation builder has to spend a lot of effort to lift it, not to mention he is a child?"

Ye Xiaofan squats under the stove, confidently smiles, stretches out the small finger, reaches under the furnace, and then slowly stands up.

If the furnace is accidentally turned over, ye Xiaofan's small and exquisite body is bound to be crushed into meat dregs!

When fan Jiajia saw Ye Xiaofan get into the bottom of the furnace, he was in a hurry. The two meter high furnace was made of dark and cold iron, weighing thousands of Jin.

"Be careful!"

Ye Xiaofan raised his short white / tender legs and walked calmly to the two meter high black stove under the ridicule of the crowd.

Fan Jiajia also wanted to say something, but was ignored by Ye Xiaofan.

"Little brother..."

Ye Xiaofan spread out his hands and said with a gloomy face.

"Little sister, I'm not bragging. I'm telling the truth. Why don't you believe me?"

Ye Xiaofan rolled a big white eye, muttered in his heart, some depressed thought: "this baby has a million jin strength, lift this two meter high furnace is not like playing?"

"I still need your little girl to teach me."

Fan Jiajia is also frightened by Ye Xiaofan's words and can't help but teach carefully.

"Little brother, be honest. You can't brag."

After hearing Ye Xiaofan's words, they all burst into laughter, and their eyes were full of sarcasm. If other people said that, they might still have a heart, but ye Xiaofan, the fart big child, would not believe them.

"I didn't expect that today's kids are hot. They like to boast?"

"My God!"

"Cow force!"

After seeing ye Xiaofan's rotating stove, they were shocked one by one. Where there was a mocking color on his face, some were incomparably worshipped.

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