One minute, only one minute left!
If they couldn't make it out, Ye Xiaofei and the others would definitely be blown to pieces here!
Ye Xiaofei had no idea where Sixth Master had obtained such a lethal weapon.
A glimpse into the tube reveals the leopard's spots—one could see the whole picture.
There must be someone backing the Little Red Flower Gang!
Absolutely!
Definitely!
"Brother, run for your life."
"Hurry up, stop trying to save her, it's too late if we don't run now."
"Everyone retreat, women in front, men cover the rear!"
In that mere minute, everyone's survival instincts erupted instantaneously. Those with broken arms and legs stood up; hopping and limping was the basic rhythm as they supported each other, roaring and anxiously running towards the outside.
Xu Hu grabbed onto Ye Xiaofei, his face showing horror; he knew that staying here for one minute meant getting blown up.
