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He even stood on the sofa, as if he had a microphone in one hand while casually waving the other.

"Insanely handsome while taking a dump—the key is keeping your bowels clear!"

"Poop beneath the sofa—this is way too damn spicy!"

"Madman, madman! Throw him out!" Yu Jun was truly furious beyond measure.

"What are you standing around for? Throw him out! This guy's a martial artist too, but we outnumber him—get him!"

the Yu Family Butler shouted.

Everyone rushed forward, intending to pin Wang Feifan down.

Wang Feifan flipped backward and looked at everyone.

"Hehe, I'm dying of laughter!"

"You dare say you're stronger than me? You're not even as good as militiaman Ge Er's balls."

"As a pillar of the nation, I'll blast your mother with an Italian cannon!"

Wang Feifan felt half-awake and half-dreaming, yet he had no intention of fighting back at all.

He felt as though he had developed another personality, one he simply could not control.

It was so annoying!

"Misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding!" Wang Feifan shouted at once after being pinned down.

"Uncle Yu, I don't know what happened either. I suddenly started spouting nonsense!"

"Throw him out!" Yu Jun would not listen to his explanation.

This Wang Feifan had gone too far.

He simply did not take the Yu family seriously.

Those people dragged him toward the exit.

But after they had only gone a short distance, Wang Feifan flipped over and broke free.

He planted his hands on his hips and burst into loud, arrogant laughter.

"Everyone, move aside! I want to watch Japanese A-rated porn!"

"I've traveled south and ventured north, even kissed mouths in foot-washing parlors!"

"I'm the handsomest, a gentlemanly man, the king whose descendants come wrapped in tissues!"

"Strong as an ape, hanging upside down while having