-Father and Son
"##￥%&"
Loska sighed helplessly and reminded his father that someone there could understand him.
Now that they were on guard, there was no way to escape.
"???"
￣皿￣# The Temple Warrior Chief glared at the talkative Miyazaki Jiro as if he'd swallowed a fly. The poor guy instinctively ducked behind Li Bai.
"Heh!~"
Li Bai gave a cold laugh. They were already high in the air. Where could this father and son possibly run, when the only thing awaiting them was a deadly fall?
The father clearly wasn't thinking straight.
"You'll regret this!"
Now that both father and son were hostages, all Loska could do was put on a brave front.
"The Senkai Association is the one coveting the Kakaya tribe. Our 'Dragon Group' is here for the Nine Provinces Xuan Association defectors."
Li Bai made his position clear. There were some things he absolutely wouldn't take the blame for.
A real man owned up to his own actions. He had no interest in the Senkai Association's schemes, so there was no reason to cover for those ambitious Japanese Brazilians.
The so-called "Dragon Group" was actually a temporary task force assembled by Institute 507. They had never taken this indigenous tribe seriously. Once they dealt with the last group of defectors, there might still be a few stragglers, but they would no longer be much of a concern. They could simply put a bounty on them, and those people would come crawling out on their own.
Without warning, Loska, a member of the Kakaya people, suddenly shouted in anger, "We already escaped China! Why won't you leave us alone?"
The woven basket began swaying slightly as his emotions surged.
At that moment, the basket was more than thirty meters above the ground. Its sudden swaying made Professor