The air was thick with the stench of charred flesh.
After the main force had established the defense position, Gao Yang finally poured a pot of water over Andy He's neck.
Andy He patted his red-hot neck and grimaced, "Ow! It hurts, you bastard! The boss, do you want to burn me to death? The second it sprayed, my god, it was damn hot."
Gao Yang was also frightened and said, "F**k, how was I supposed to know it'd be that intense? I was so far away and still nearly cooked you! Sorry about that, man."
Andy He shook his head and felt his neck, "It's fine, as long as the enemy is dead. If they had thrown a couple of grenades, we'd be in big trouble. Burning them to death was good, too."
At that moment, Eileen urgently said, "Quick Hand, what happened to you? How did you end up riding on that big guy's neck?"
