Infiltrating the Enemy Camp and Capturing Humans (2)
Editor: Atlas Studios
Zhou Shu and Xiao Jianghe followed Yao Li into a tent.
In the tent, a disheveled figure was chained up by a few iron chains. Who else could it be but Yang Hong?
Yang Hong's clothes were tattered and stained with blood, but he looked to be in good condition. When Zhou Shu and Yao Li entered, he was still cursing.
"Demon cubs, you'd better let me go quickly. Otherwise, if I really get angry, all of you will die." Yang Hong didn't know where he got his confidence from, but he scolded enthusiastically, "Bastard, if you have the ability, fight me one-on-one! If I'm afraid, I'll be your grandson!
"If you don't dare, then all of you will be my grandchildren!"
Yao Li snorted coldly. "How dare a loser speak bravely?"
He spoke politely, making Zhou Shu want to kick him.
Why does a burly demonic beast want to behave like a gentleman?
You're neither fish nor fowl. You make me want to slap you.