"Hunters!"
Li Yao touched his chest and felt a thick, stinky liquid. The bullet-proof and stab-proof suit made of super fiber was as fragile as a wet newspaper under the hunter's attack. Li Yao felt that every pore on his body was constricting in excruciating pain.
But he still tried his best to keep calm and perceive every millimeter of the other party's movement in the darkness. At the same time, he shouted, "Lady Gray Mist told me a lot of things. I also heard you and Zhang Daniu talk about a lot of things. Tell me—if we are really living in the labyrinth of time and the prison of reincarnation, why don't you think of a way to escape together with us? Why do you have to be a pitiful and pathetic dog?"
"Because it is impossible for us to get out.
