After a while, Black-Ma returned with his first prey.
Wolf!
Chen Zhao kicked Black-Ma in his anger. "Can you stop embarrassing yourself?"
With your size, you just came back with a mouse?
Aren't you embarrassed?
"Master, when we were hungry in Hell, we would always catch mice to eat."
Hearing Black-Ma's reply, Chen Zhao could not sympathize with him at all.
They were poor only because they were unbelievably useless.
Even if they had come back with a rabbit, Chen Zhao would not be mad.
Dejected, Black-Ma and White-Ma went to search for prey again. However, just then, the group heard a gunshot in the distance.
Next, Black-Ma and White-Ma bolted back. Chen Zhao, Dell and Risfar's expressions changed.
They had clearly not fired the shot, which meant that there was another group of people here apart from them.
"Master, someone shot us just now! Let us go and kill them."
