A Stifling Invasion
編輯: Atlas Studios
Just when Mo Jiushang was hesitating about whether he should spend some effort to send this Mr. Qi to his death, Lu Zhanbei finally broke through the encirclement. He jumped forward using the strength of his run, and both of his hands grabbed the rope that was tied to Mo Jiushang's waist.
Seeing that he looked distracted, he knocked the back of his head in bad temper.
"Stop playing. It's time to withdraw."
"… Oh."
Mo Jiushang looked a little regretful. To think he had especially slept for a few hours on the aircraft to make up for his physical strength so that he could fight a good battle.
The rope retracted upwards quickly, allowing them to distance themselves from Qi Junze.
As Qi Junze covered his injury with one hand, he roared at his men with a ferocious expression, "You useless bunch of people! Hurry up and fire shots at them!"
It was a pity it was too late.