"I... I'll talk!"
The leader really didn't want to continue being tortured. Perhaps if the torture went on, he would lose his life.
"Come closer."
The leader whispered a few words into Wu Gang's ear, only to see Wu Gang's face constantly changing, wondering what he was thinking.
"Take your people and leave."
Wu Gang said coldly, "Go back and tell your master that I'll be seeing him."
...
At this moment.
On the snack street.
Zeng Yu already had a serving of food in her hand but was going to buy another one, then hand the one she had to Fang Yu. The process was repeating over and over.
And Fang Yu, from start to finish, was just a pack mule.
Because his hands were already full, but Zeng Yu acted as if she didn't see it and kept piling more into them.
"Zeng Yu, slow down, my clothes..."
Fang Yu hadn't finished his sentence when oil started dripping from the bag, running down his clothing.
"Zeng Yu, I can't hold any more, throw some away."
