The arms master, Fatty, walked to the front and took out a small purple bottle from his body.
"Puff!"
He evenly sprayed it towards the door; it didn't contain liquid but gas.
Everyone watched Fatty without blinking.
"Ah?"
Then everyone was shocked to find that the area where the gas sprayed simply disappeared without making a sound.
Soon, a large black entrance big enough for two or three people to pass through appeared on the door.
"This..."
Even though they knew Fatty's skills, everyone was amazed by the scene.
"This thing is even more useful than liquid nitrogen."
Ye Chenfeng couldn't help but say.
"Boss, liquid nitrogen is already outdated. This alloy door can't be broken with liquid nitrogen."
Fatty said proudly.
Ye Chenfeng glared at him: "You talk too much, move forward."
The long corridor was empty; last time, they sneaked through stealthily.
But this time, Ye Chenfeng and his team passed straight through, not even bothering with the cameras overhead.
