Outside the refuge, in the Porsche.
Qi Hao let out a piercing screech, "What did you say?! One-on-one coaching training?!"
Xia Li coaching him?
Thinking of Xia Li's wild and unruly eyes made Qi Hao shiver.
He slammed on the brakes, "I'm not going! I refuse!"
Xia Li picked up her machete again, "If you don't go, I'll chop you to death!"
On the phone, Ji Wanwan, "..."
Before she could speak again, Xia Li had already hung up the call.
Here, Qi Hao felt like crying, "Granny, don't mess with me! Binjiang Park is most crowded with morning exercisers, you want to take me, someone without any superpower, there for training, are you trying to get me killed?"
Xia Li snorted coldly, "If you don't go where the zombies are plenty, how will you ever understand superpower?"
Qi Hao, "..." Could... could not refute...?
An hour later.
