'Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—'
A van skidded to a stop in the middle of the village road, blocking the tricycle. The bandit aimed a laser at the tricycle and shouted viciously, "Stop, you've got nowhere to run!"
The tricycle was forced to stop. Huang Shou was drenched in sweat, his entire being engulfed in tension.
"Stop right there, damn it!"
Chuan Er, panting heavily, aimed a laser at Huang Shou, ready to shoot at any moment!
They had already lost Zhou Li and the Devil King, and the situation was becoming increasingly perilous. If they lost Huang Shou too, it would be like the sky falling down, a devastating blow for the bandits.
Huang Shou's face turned ashen, his fists clenched tightly, but he had no intention of surrendering. He braced himself to charge forward, cursing furiously, "I'm going to fight you to the death!"
