In the dappled shadows of the jungle, countless dried corpses gathered.
Yang Fan had never seen so many dead people in his life.
How many graves did this damned thing dig up to gather so many corpses?
"Old Wang, do you see? This is the fear test you must endure to be in this line of work. Hold on, these things aren't that difficult. Break their bones and they'll die just the same!" Yang Fan said in a deep voice.
They needed to rush out now, find a way to rendezvous with Zhou Yingnan.
There was no sound on the phone, no one knew what was happening on her end.
Wang Daqiang sneered, "Fanzi, don't worry, you might not know this, but martial arts train your courage first! I'll clear the path for us, kill!"
With a roar, Wang Daqiang charged out like a bull.
"Ugly thing, you dare to scare me, go eat shit, you're far from enough!"
