Grip the Fleece

Strands of Gray Qi + one, + two.

The moment they got out of the car, the Human Skin Scripture had gripped the fleece and got two strands of Gray Qi.

The moment the two runes were lit, Fang Zheng was delighted.

However, he still had to maintain the lonely and cold expert personality all the time. He warned himself over and over again in his heart not to get smug. 'You're currently a husky assimilating in the wolf pack. Don't attract the attention of the wolf pack.'

At this moment only Fang Zheng noticed that he seemed to be at a logistic base because he could see tents, material vehicles, and a wounded casualty.

There was a thick scent of blood in the air.

At the moment, a burly man in his thirties, who looked strong like an iron tower and was 200 centimeters tall with bloody bandages on his upper torso, passed by Fang Zheng and the others. He had a cold look in his eyes. He glanced at the five of them coldly and walked by them.