Long Qie and the others were in a small hotel at the edge of Bangkok. When Xiao Zheng found them, they were healing from their injuries.
"Mr. Xiao."
Upon seeing Xiao Zheng enter, Long Qie and Ten Killings hurriedly stood up and respectfully called out.
"Sit down."
Xiao Zheng waved his hand and frowned at them, "Your injuries are quite severe."
Long Qie and Ten Killings sat down. Hearing Xiao Zheng say this, Long Qie sighed, smiled bitterly, and said, "This time, we were at a disadvantage and walked into an ambush. Several experts from Legend were there fighting us.
After we defeated them, those bastards actually escaped through a secret passage and then detonated the explosives they had placed in the underground chamber.
If we hadn't sensed something was amiss beforehand, we all would have been blown to smithereens. Damn it, how crafty Hozon is!"
This battle had been stifling, and Long Qie, harboring a belly full of fire, ended up cursing at the end.
