There was nothing left to say now.
Lu Chengwen pulled out a pack of cigarettes and tossed one to each of them. The Three Brothers took turns lighting up.
Lu Chengwen blew out a puff of smoke. "In that case, there's nothing more to discuss."
Long Aotian smiled faintly. "We can only defeat him again."
Zhao Ritian looked at the cigarette in his hand. "Since we're not on a plane, we can finally cut loose, hehe!"
Ox Head looked coldly at the Three Brothers below. "You three little brats have quite the spirit."
Lu Chengwen said, "We've beaten you before, after all. We're experienced hands."
Long Aotian smiled as well. "This place is deserted, with mountains behind it and water beside it. A fine place to bury bones."
Zhao Ritian burst out laughing. "I'll take the lead this time. You two wounded men just need to cooperate properly!"
Ox Head looked at Zhao Ritian, and disgust welled up inside him.
This guy was too damn annoying.
If not for him, things never would have come to this. The plan had been perfectly laid out, but this idiot had thrown everything into disarray and forcibly turned things into this mess.
"Zhao Ritian, I'll remember you."
"Then remember me." Zhao Ritian laughed. "The Three Brothers are beating up one guy. That'll be enough to make you suffer, old man! Hahaha!"
Zhao Ritian had become utterly carried away.
"Look at those injuries of yours. You're already in that state, and you still want to fight us? Not only are you more badly injured than we are, even if you weren't injured, we've got more people than you. We're guaranteed to win!"
"Besides, you're already on the verge of collapse and covered in wounds! Oh my, tsk tsk tsk. Admit it when you're unlucky,