Young Man, Ya Need A Few Shots?

"Ahahaha, I think you guys are aunties!"

"You're such fragile beings, broken by a single touch!"

As the cartoon figure's ridicule rang, the two assassins were stunned for a moment but they still kept their patience and did not make a move.

"Idiots, this is a place that even the gods dare not step foot in. You have come looking for your own deaths instead!!!"

The cartoon figure's voice was sometimes male, sometimes female, sometimes mellow and sometimes loud, and sometimes it would pass through clearly.

"With just 998 dollars, I could let you guys feel so good that you can't breathe..."

"That's weird, I feel like shooting something."

"I have two guns, one is called 'shoot'...one is called...ah!"

"What's that thing dripping out?"

The figure kept spouting out annoying insults and Ning Xi smiled from the second floor. Even though the dialogues came from a game, listening to the figure alone continuously felt weird, mmm...very weird...