Captain, should we follow the procedure, or go straight for the food?

The Angel God pushed off with his feet, his speed surging once more. The iron shovel in his hand carved a perfect arc through the air, accompanied by sharp whistling gusts.

They could feel the increasingly close, lethal wind behind them.

Sea Spear Douluo and Sea Ghost Douluo were nearly scared out of their wits.

They could even feel the cold iron tool almost pressing against their asses.

Bang!

Bang!

Two incredibly muffled yet unnaturally crisp explosions rang out almost simultaneously!

That pitch-black iron shovel seemed to transform into a sacred instrument of judgment in the Angel God's hands, slamming solidly into Sea Spear Douluo and Sea Ghost Douluo's asses!

"Aaaah—!!!"

Two bloodcurdling screams pierced the heavens.

Under the immense impact, the two men shot through the air like baseballs hit by home runs, tracing two arcs in the bizarre posture of "ass backward, hands clutching their asses, faces forward."

Their bodies flew over the stunned heads of Sea Horse Douluo and Sea Star Douluo.

Finally, beneath the gaze of every diner in the restaurant, they crashed heavily onto the mirror-smooth floor, one after the other.

"Screech—"

Their hard cheeks scraped violently against the slick floor, nearly producing sparks.

They slid across the ground face-first for more than ten meters, leaving behind two distinct "brake marks," before, by sheer coincidence, coming to a neat stop in front of a dining table.

They raised their heads and met a pair of azure-blue, slightly startled beautiful eyes.

It was Bo Saixi.

After Sea Spear Douluo and Sea Ghost Douluo turned back and saw the Angel God carrying his shovel away while cursing under his breath and continuing to dig, the taut strings in their minds finally relaxed.

The relief of surviving the ordeal, mixed with the double agony of body and mind,