C299 After the Fall We'll Settle the Score

At this time, Ma Haoran was sitting on the floor. Just as he wiped the cake off his face, he saw the employees around him, who were holding back their laughter, blushing red.

Damn it!

What was going on?

That punch of his just now was so accurate, how could it have been dodged by Zhang Fu?

If he lost such a big person in front of everyone