Lao Wu shrugged, looking a little afraid of Xiong Ya, and his tone slowed down a bit:

"I'm not questioning you, Old Bear. It's just that since the other party is gone, the hidden mission we received will of course be in vain. Logically speaking, we should leave for Shanghai immediately."

Having said this, Lao Wu turned his head helplessly and looked to the side:

"But, after hearing that you wanted to stay here for half a day, Sakura started his training again."

After Xiong Ya, a Russian man, heard the second half of the sentence, he was stunned for a rare moment, and then said:

"What, have the cherry blossoms started again?"

Lao Wu sighed and said:

"Yes."

Xiong Ya said in shock:

"when?"

Lao Wu said:

"Just an hour ago, when you were drinking your sixth bottle of vodka."

At this time, Xiong Ya had already opened the curtain next to him and strode in. Then he saw a short fat man in a windbreaker standing motionless. He was holding a handful in both hands and looked stupid.

The thick wooden knife is held high above the head, and it seems that it is still doing the hand gesture.

But if you look carefully, every inch of the skin on this short fat man's body seems to be pulsing. It is summer at this time, and steam-like white breath is actually sprayed out from his mouth and nose. It can be seen that although he seems to be still,

All the strength in his body was being consumed violently.
Chapter completed!