The next second, the two men finally understood what Jiang Nan had meant by "holding on tight"!
Jiang Nan's big hand reached straight for the special handle!
And grabbed both of them by the handles!
Wang Zhan and Xiang Zu threw their heads back and howled even louder than groundhogs!
Ahhh~(ʘ̆口ʘ̥̆‖(ಥ口ಥ‖)
Especially Xiang Zu!
The injury on my handle—the one from getting caught in a zipper—hasn't even healed yet!
What the hell do you mean, grabbing us?!
Sure, handles were useful for all sorts of things, but this definitely wasn't one of them!
Every student and instructor present sucked in a sharp breath!
They all felt a chill between their legs!
South God really was a devil! Would they even work after this?
Jiang Nan looked utterly confident!
A human submachine gun in each hand!
No jamming, no reloading, and no need to worry about running out of ammo!
Automatically detected incoming attacks!
One bucket of instant noodles and two eggs kept them going all day!
And they even came with a damage-reduction buff!
Could there be a better weapon?
There's no way my guns are ever out of ammo!
(งዽ·̀口·́)งዽ"Charge!"
With a shout, he grabbed Wang Zhan and Xiang Zu and charged at Luo Tianqing!
With a handle in each hand, he could kick to his heart's content!
Wang Zhan and Xiang Zu wailed!
( ･᷄ᗜ･᷅)"Easy! Easy with the yanking! You're gonna rip it off!"
(⌯꒪ᗜ꒪)"He's still injured! Please be gentle with him!"
Luo Tianqing's forehead twitched with two bulging veins, and her face darkened!
(̿▀̿~▀̿ ̿ꐦ)̄
What the hell are you holding while you fight me?!
Can't you just face me head-on for once?
With four feet kicking at her nonstop, Luo Tianqing was about ready to lose her mind!
She poured more and more strength into her