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"Okay, we will," the tall woman then gave the fat man a meaningful look.
The fat man hastily pried Watanabe Haruka's hand away, swiftly unzipped the zipper, and then with eyes lighting up, snatched a bag of water. Before anyone else could react, he rapidly started unscrewing it.
"!!!" the tall woman immediately pounced on him, "He's hoarding it!!!"
"You motherf*cker!!" Another man lunged forward.
"Stop!! The water will spill!!"
"Even if it spills, I won't let you drink!!!"
"Ahhhh!!!"
A group of people threw themselves upon Watanabe Haruka, like a pack of wild dogs fighting over prey.
Watanabe Haruka felt like a gazelle being gnawed alive.
Even though he had traveled with a dangerous individual like Zhou Yaxuan, even though he'd suffered heatstroke, he still had accomplished his mission under extremely perilous circumstances.
But now, facing such a group of people, he was left with nothing but despair and helplessness, unable to even shout.
