Westerners' belief in God is originally very devout.

But God did not allow them to break through.

At the same time, Su Mu on the stage almost collapsed at this time.

The power of faith!

What the hell is this?

What the hell!

A soul-boosting pill?

Su Mu had an intuition.

From now on, he doesn't even have to sleep. After a whole year, he will probably be alive and well next year.

The most terrible thing is...!

How come this thing is not finished after being replenished?

In Su Mu's thoughts, Fatty was going crazy.

The originally round body has now turned into a balloon, with arms and legs constantly fluttering.

"Fuck grandma!"

"It's killing me!"

"What a loser!"

"Boy, waste is shameful."

"Quick, quick, collect them together, this thing is a great supplement!"

Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come out of the wilderness, with a faint ancient charm, sounded softly:

"Little fat man, haven't you gotten rid of your habit of being a solitary eater?"

The fat man shivered in fright.

The round balloon suddenly deflated and quickly turned into a chubby and adorable little boy, shouting in a milky voice:

'Grandpa!'

On the stage, Su Mu's feet went weak and he almost sat down on the stage.

Fat man.

You bitch.
Chapter completed!