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The tires rubbed against the ground with a scorched odor, and Yu Manli stopped the Hummer in a hurry and scurried towards Tang Zheng, eager to show her sense of responsibility.
"Thirty minutes ago, the Instant Noodle Team's Group Leader encountered a Trojan Squad, and it's uncertain whether the fight has ended by now." The mature Yu knew what Tang Zheng wanted to hear, so instead of reminiscing, she reported the intelligence.
"We ran into an Instant Noodle Team, no conflict arose," Sha Ou explained briefly before turning to look at those miserable newbies, all with long faces, but they were much luckier compared to the ones who had died.
The air was tainted with the smell of blood and burning, irritating the nostrils, prompting a few uncontrollable sneezes.
"Does anyone need treatment?" Gu Xueqi marveled, noting that there indeed were many good people in this team; the Warhammer Squad had to be the Trojan Squad with the most newbies.
