"Brother Jue… this… this… is, is…" Wang Tanzhi was scared and began stuttering again.
"If I don't interrupt you, are you going to continue [beep]ing yourself?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Brother Feng, how did you bypass the curse word censor?" Long Aomin exclaimed.
"Obviously, it's because there was no insulting intention behind my word, so the sentence itself wasn't blocked by the system. Since the term itself is not that cultured, it was replaced with a beep," Feng Bujue explained. "Then again, now doesn't seem like the time to discuss this problem, right?"
Bang Bang Bang… Hua La La…
The sound of explosions and glass shattering happened consecutively. The lamps on the wall exploded at the same time, causing darkness to fall. Before the commotion even ended, Feng Bujue had already taken out the flashlight from his backpack. He switched it on and aimed the stroke of light upward.
