'Smack'
The sound was crisp, loud, and strangely satisfying.
Of course, if the person getting slapped hadn't been her, Su Qiao would have enjoyed it much more.
"Little Four, what's going on? I got slapped?"
A sharp glint flashed through her eyes. Su Qiao covered her cheek and narrowed her eyes at the furious woman before her.
The woman looked about twenty-five and was dressed very fashionably.
Ripped jeans, a striped oversized shirt, a light-blue denim jacket, exquisite makeup, and expensive jewelry—one glance was enough to tell that she was no ordinary person.
Her ears buzzed. Su Qiao could only see the woman's mouth opening and closing nonstop.
Her voice seemed to come from far away, making it difficult to hear clearly.
But from her contemptuous gaze and furious expression, it was obvious that she was being aggressive.
Clearly, you hadn't guessed wrong. 444 looked like it was enjoying the show.
"Guess my ass. My face is burning, so why would I need to guess? Hurry up and tell me what's going on."
Su Qiao's expression turned cold as she urged 444 on and surveyed her surroundings.
Deep valleys and ravines crisscrossed the land, while dense forests covered the area.
This was a remote mountain forest rarely visited by people.
The trees were of normal size. Combined with the dresses, suits, jeans, and T-shirts worn by the dozen or so men and women around her, it could be confirmed that this was a modern plane.
As for herself, she was wearing a blue-and-gray Assault Suit.
After a rough count, there were eleven people in total, including Su Qiao: four women and seven men.
They looked like a ragtag army, appearing abruptly in this massive mountain that clashed completely with what they were wearing.
They had come wholly unprepared.
Clearly, this