As soon as the four girls left, the space around Chen Mo became empty. No one surrounded him anymore.
Turning his head, he saw Buck and Jackson having a great time, continuously beating up those four fellows.
Each of them handled two opponents with ease. The four on the other side had basically lost all ability to fight back under the beating from the two of them. The moment they got up, a punch or kick from Buck or Jackson sent them back to the ground. Yet the four White Skins were stubborn. They kept getting knocked down, then climbing back up to continue attacking, leaving all four of them with a growing collection of minor injuries.
Buck and Jackson were delighted by this, since it meant they could have fun for longer. Buck, that flirtatious fellow, even found time to blow kisses at the girls around them and strike poses now and then, all to draw their cheers and laughter.
But when Chen Mo turned to look around, he found that the remaining girls were truly unpleasant to look at. Especially when he swept them with his Spiritual Sense, which made him want to throw up. His Spiritual Sense was simply too clear; looking at someone was like viewing them from right up close through high-definition magnification, absolutely crystal clear.
Thus, he saw not only the pores on the girls' faces, but also their thick foundation and all the natural features they had covered up.
"Ugh!" He really wanted to vomit. Buck's taste was truly too heavy. He did not care about appearances like that in the slightest and was even wildly excited. It was really...!
Jackson beside him was not much better. Compared to Buck, the only difference was a T-shirt. Buck's had been torn to shreds, while