Panting, the Taiwanese man pointed at Nie Yao for a long time and blurted out, "Are you stupid? You save the dead, not the living."

Chen Rou's patience was almost exhausted, but when she turned his shoulder, he staggered backward again, so she had no choice but to support him and patiently ask, "Do you want to rest for a bit? We'll find you something to eat."

No, this guy is burning up.

Chen Rou touched her forehead again: "Are you running a fever?"

This third floor is the accommodation area for the families of junior leaders. If it weren't for the fact that he had dengue fever, Wan Daozai would have been chained to the toilet of the hotel downstairs and wouldn't have been able to come here at all.

Chen Xianhai and Li Da Quezi only allowed him to come because he had an infectious disease.

He was still running a fever, but after finally regaining his senses, he said, "See you, sister!"

He added, "They took my sister away."

Seeing Sister, Jianmei, giving a girl such a malicious name, only someone like Li Da Quezi would do that. Chen Rou said, "Find a room to lie down, I'll go find someone."

The boy from Taiwan searched around and found a stick that children used to play with. He said, "If you can't find it, I'll take you there."

Clearly, he knew some routes that others here didn't.

Seeing that he was dressed so lightly and had a fever, Chen Rou quickly went into a room, rummaged through drawers and found two pieces of clothing. She then ran through several other rooms, searching and searching, and finally found a decent walking stick and a piece of bread.

But when a person has a fever, they lose their appetite. The Taiwanese boy didn't eat anything, and just said, "Go find a girl."

He led Chen Rou into the corridor in the stairwell and continued walking inside.

But after taking a few steps, she turned back and complained to Nie Yao, "Second Master, you've made me suffer so much!"

Chen Rou smelled a strong stench of feces, but was too embarrassed to say it. However, she could guess that ever since he started working as a mule, the Taiwanese boy's anus hadn't been very secure.

He was truly pitiful, and Nie Yao was truly outrageous, tying him up and stuffing his smelly socks into his socks.

He rushed upstairs just now, like Sun Wukong riding on a colorful cloud, but damn it, the Taiwanese guy was all happy and ready to go with him, but in the blink of an eye, he left carrying a dead body.

The boy from Taiwan had a chain around his neck, which was locked to a large iron barrel to prevent him from escaping.

Before leaving, a fat man pretending to be pregnant kicked him, and he was almost strangled to death.

Having narrowly escaped death, the islander grew increasingly angry. After walking a few steps and resting for a moment, he asked Chen Rou, "Miss Chen, if we return to Hong Kong, he'll still be locked up. Don't worry, I'll be the guard this time. I promise I won't let him... cough cough... be careful!"

This was an exceptionally deep corridor with lights on both sides. The walls were a deep brownish-green, and the temperature was extremely high. There were also occasional wafts of lava that had overflowed and solidified, and the air smelled of sulfur.

Clearly, they had already entered the interior of the volcano.

As they reached a sharp bend, just as Wan Daozai warned them to be careful, Chen Rou flashed in front of him, twisted her long sword in a reverse motion, and then turned the corner and took two steps back.

When she came out, she was dragging someone along, and that person was also holding a dagger and waving it wildly in the air.

The Taiwanese man, unfazed, grabbed a stick and poked the man, yelling, "You bastard, see if you don't die!"

Nie Yao was completely absorbed in his own world when Chen Rou was chopping vegetables right in front of him. He didn't see it at all until now, when he saw how skillfully she counterattacked a strong man and then neatly finished him off.

Yes, he also saw that she was carrying a long knife on her back. It was the same knife that she had used to cut off Ah Zeng's two arms in front of him. But at the time, he thought she was a demon, a vengeful ghost. She terrified, disgusted, and repulsed him.

But looking at that knife now, a surge of courage welled up within him.

He reached into his pocket and found the gun the girl had given him. He pulled it out, raised it, and aimed it at the man on the ground who had been riddled with bullets by Chen Rou. Then, belatedly, he said, "Let me do it. I'll kill him!"

The Taiwanese guy was practically going crazy: "Second Master, that guy's already dead, why are you wasting bullets?"

He leaned on a cane, trembling from the fever: "You're so mischievous, so crazy."

Chen Rou had already started walking forward: "Stop talking nonsense, if you want to save Jianmei, run faster."

Taiwanese people will never shut their mouths as long as they're alive.

As he ran, he kept chanting, "Sister, my little princess, don't be afraid, your brother Zizai is here to save you!"