章 38: Chapter 38: The Eight Corners of the Chessboard

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As Bai Wu led the three of them, preparing for a desperate struggle to survive inside the tower, on another side of the pick-up port, the story took a completely different turn.

This young man, skilled in talking, showed what it meant to have a corporate-level understanding.

When Bai Wu entered the first hollow tree and checked the skeletal remains of the woman, Ye Weiming's eyes reddened, and he choked up, saying,

"It's a teammate's skeleton! My good brother, sorry I'm late, but I, Constantine, swear on the dignity of a freelance mercenary! I will personally slay that Evil Fallen!"

While Yang Zhen was dragging the Evil Fallen,

"Go! You guys go! I'll cover our retreat, old Constantine, the rest is up to you! If I can make it back alive, I'll surely have a good drink with you! Hahahaha, you damned thing, come on, grandpa is right here!"