"Where did those two guys come from, and why are they wearing our clothes? Could they be agents from some company?"
Red Barrel, who was attempting to break through the Hellhound defenses underground, saw people running out and became intensely curious.
After all, there was a precedent for this; last time, Huang Ban had done something similar.
But soon, a familiar player recognized Li De.
"No way, that big black guy registered at our office before. I think he's called Solomon the Boxing King. He's always taking odd jobs, running errands, and delivering goods for neighbors. He's quite well-liked."
Red Barrel watched as Li De effortlessly navigated through the encirclement of Hellhounds, like a dragon entering the water.
"You call this labor? Our site's foreman of ten years isn't this impressive!"
"Concealment in plain sight, indeed."
"Conceal your head! The robots are approaching from your side, open fire quickly!"
