The names of the Chicken Eating Corps are: I run away, I am a thief, my madness is my capital, my IQ is in arrears, my accusation is a bit obscene, my road to being king is bumpy, I am Voldemort, the brothel is full, the pocket club is full, I am on horseback, I am poisonous, I attack the world with one shot, the aerial fox hunting team, hysterical laughter in the sun, and one shot is enough.

I don't have any friends. I am a vegetarian mosquito. I was never frivolous when I was young. I was killed when I was airdropped. I laughed and wiped my gun. Men must be free and easy. I am a thief. The moonlight is charming and scum.

We have a serious headshot. You don't understand my willfulness. Open the door to deliver the courier, sleep, chug chug, and be arrogant. Your IQ balance is insufficient. It is a kind of life. Fight the world, respect Wan Jian, and get out. I'm disgusting and ugly to the extreme.