Jiang Xiaogou repelled the Three Brothers' attack once again.
He panted heavily, looking utterly bedraggled.
Lu Chengwen lay on the ground, gasping for breath; Long Aotian crouched on the ground, clutching his lower abdomen as he glared viciously at Jiang Xiaogou; Zhao Ritian lay face-down, his butt raised, drool dripping from his mouth as he had already passed out...
"Damn it..."
Xia Ying panicked. "Jiang Xiaogou, this can't go this far! Killing Old Man Wu's disciples—have you forgotten Medicine Elder's visit to the Jiang Family?"
Jiang Xiaogou roared, "They tricked me into coming here so they could kill me! What!? Old Man Wu's disciples can kill me, but I can't fight back!?"
Xia Ying said, "All of you, calm down!"
Lu Chengwen pulled out cigarettes, tossed one to Long Aotian, and put one directly into his mouth.
Long Aotian took out a lighter, lit Lu Chengwen's cigarette first, then lit one for himself. "Cheng Wen, do you have any more pills? I'm out."
Lu Chengwen took out three Great Heaven Returning Pills, tossed one into Zhao Ritian's mouth, gave one to Long Aotian, and swallowed one himself.
Chewing the pill, Lu Chengwen looked at Jiang Xiaogou. "I think we can win."
"Obviously." Long Aotian shifted positions and sat on the ground. "I've never lost!"
Looking at Zhao Ritian again, Long Aotian shook his head mockingly. "And you call yourself an expert! You were the first one to go down."
Zhao Ritian suddenly opened his eyes and scrambled to his feet. "Ow, my arm! Long Aotian, were you fucking insulting me?"
Long Aotian rolled his eyes, though he was actually delighted and could not suppress a smile. "Save your strength. You can lead the charge later."
Zhao Ritian chewed the pill. "If I die, Cheng Wen, watch out for that Shit-Spraying