The night wind was crisp and cold, yet many were breaking out in a profuse sweat.
Compared to the bandaged female office worker who had appeared in the apartment before, the dog-headed creature in front of them looked far more violent.
Wearing only a skimpy pair of briefs and climbing boots, paired with an exaggerated display of tendon muscles, it was like a humanoid meat grinder!
It could snap a person's neck as easily as breaking a chocolate bar.
"Damn!"
Seeing that the dog-headed creature had even rubbed olive oil on its muscles, making them look slippery, Li Yintong felt disgusted.
More than men, women felt an innate unease toward this kind of masculine build.
"Too weak! Too weak!"
The dog-headed creature shook its head in disdain, "Can't even get this pose right?"
It supported its body weight on just two thumbs and then began to bend its arms, moving up and down to perform 'push-ups'.
"FUCK!"
Bath did one, couldn't maintain his balance, and plopped down on the grass.
