On the hillside.
Tong Wu held a burly, square-faced man in one hand as if he were carrying a chick.
Bang!
With a casual flick of his wrist, he hurled him heavily onto the muddy ground. The man's head slammed into a boulder, shattering it to pieces.
The square-faced man groggily came to, looking around in confusion. The moment he saw Tong Wu's expressionless face, fear flashed across his own.
"Who are you people?" the square-faced man's voice was translated through his watch.
"Your ancestor." Tong Wu kicked the square-faced man, who was trying to get up, back onto the ground.
"Awu, you're really crude." Han Ruobin looked refined and scholarly, but when he saw the red-haired young man who had been squatting on the ground trying to sneak away, he strode over and slapped him several times. "Damn it, did I give you too much face? Squat there properly! Fuck****!"
The short young man lying in the middle trembled violently. When he looked up and saw a hedgehog-haired man wearing a sunny smile, he fell silent in terror.
God knew what they had been through!
Nightmarish memories.
They had just gone up the mountain, intending to help Yu Hanchao get the job done quickly.
Then this group had suddenly appeared. Without a word, they first insulted their families, then beat them senseless. Brother Pu had run incredibly fast, yet he had still been dragged back. They had no idea what had happened to their boss.
"Why is Yihan taking so long? Are her big boobs getting in the way? She should just cut them off," Han Ruobin sniped.
Tong Wu silently glanced at him, then suddenly turned to look up the mountain.
A familiar figure came running down with a cheerful grin.
"Team Leader Xia!"
"Brother Tong, Brother Bin!"