Tap, tap, tap!
The instant Long Yao finished speaking, light footsteps came from the forest.
A foreign muscular man with brown hair walked out of the dark. When he appeared in front of Wang Teng, he was holding the young man called He An.
Bang!
They couldn't tell whether He An was alive or dead. He was thrown to the ground casually like a ragdoll.
The man glanced at Wang Teng and his teammates. Then, his gaze landed on the golden-haired lady. He said calmly, "Hill, you failed!"
"This brat is quite powerful." The golden-haired lady's expression changed. She vomited another mouth of blood as she spoke with difficulty.
"Don't find excuses for your uselessness," the brown-haired man said in disdain.
He then turned to look at Wang Teng.
When Long Yao saw his gaze, she hid behind Wang Teng like a mouse that had met a cat.
Hao Zhengxing and the others felt their heads turning numb. Goosebumps appeared on their skin.