"No sound of combat?" Dantai was not as optimistic as Lu Fan, with his eyes penetrating the main entrance and staring hard at the depths of the temple, "Chen Hong, fly in and check."
"Why is it always me?" Chen Hong was unhappy, and looked at Tang Zheng resentfully, "Can't we all rush in together?"
"Get going, don't waste time, who will be responsible if the Indian team escapes?" Lu Fan brandished a kitchen knife, pretending to stab Chen Hong's butt, scaring her to immediately flutter her wings and fly into the sky.
"It seems that the Indian Asan has failed, but I'm afraid they're not all dead and are hiding nearby." Dantai turned around to scrutinize the surroundings, "It's best not to fight here, as Asan is definitely familiar with this place, so try to pick a new location."
