"English? An American or a Brit?" Xu Guanlin exclaimed in surprise, looking at Tang Zheng for an explanation, to determine if they were friend or foe.
Some of the students tip-toed, their faces full of anticipation as they watched the stone door opposite them. In this pressing Demon City of death, encountering humans, even those of different skin tones, gave them a sense of safety. However, several students maintain their vigilance and stood by Tang Zheng's side, trusting their own kind at this time.
"Be on guard." Tang Zheng waved his hand. Li Xinlan and the others instantly backed into the crowd, while Zhang Hao was holding his head in dismay, " It is not going to be another team battle again, right? But we've never encountered such a situation before."
Yin Shangwu held on to his Tang Sword, his hands trembling with excitement, his eyes overflowing with angry flames. "I hadn't anticipated that we would first run into the North American superhero team."
