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"What kind of fight?"
Xu Xuan asked.
"Haizhu Brothers, do you like to think?"
Zhou Li turned his head, a half-forced smile on his face.
"Obviously not."
With a wave of his hand, Liu Haizhu decisively said, "My master told me I'm better off not thinking, at least when I don't think, my instincts are still very accurate."
"So, this time we'll switch to a different game."
According to common sense, Zhou Li should be carrying on with his schemes and plots now, surveying the Anshan Swamp Gas Pool, identifying blast points, and integrating tactics. But this time, Zhou Li wasn't doing any of those essential preliminaries. On the contrary, he was about to make a decision that even Tang Wan hadn't anticipated.
Combat.
Combat at a time when no one expected it.
The night wasn't quiet.
