Flower-Plucking Bandits Must Use the Back Gate

If Li Jianbin and Wang Mingde hadn't been present, Fang Cheng would have absolutely made Li Yu see for herself whether he was a man who lasted three minutes or three months each time.

Unfortunately, with two third wheels around, Fang Cheng could only glare at her, using his eyes to express his dissatisfaction.

Li Yu was completely unfazed by Fang Cheng's annoyance; instead, she chuckled, "I'm just complimenting your prowess. Three Disaster-Class monsters, and they couldn't even last ten minutes in your hands."

Li Jianbin and Wang Mingde also looked at Fang Cheng with complex expressions.

They didn't feel any envy or jealousy; they simply found it incredible, feeling as if they were still in a dream.

The two didn't know much about Fang Cheng, and the stories they had heard about him had all been relayed by others.

They had assumed that even if Fang Cheng were very strong, he would at best be on par with everyone else, but they hadn't expected his strength to leave ordinary Strategic-Class individuals in the dust.

It was no wonder he could join forces with the Human Revolutionary Alliance headquarters; he truly possessed power worthy of the headquarters' attention.

Compared to the complex emotions of the three, Fang Cheng appeared quite calm: "It's nothing special. It's not that I'm strong; it's that they were too weak."

The three, feeling like they had just been heavily mocked: "..."

If they were too weak, then what did that make us?

Li Jianbin coughed: "Mr. Fang, thank you for your help. It was only because of you that the Undersea Base remained unscathed; otherwise, the situation would have been impossible to manage."

That was the truth. If Fang Cheng hadn't quickly dealt with the three Disaster-Class enemies and protected the crumbling cliff walls, the