Blood was flowing from the side of his head, dripping down into his neck. Veterinarian Hao wanted to check on him quickly to make sure he wasn't hurt, but Shuo Yu dodged him, feeling a little embarrassed that he had made his father worry again.
Because he was thinking about the three wounded soldiers, the old man decided to go into the city to take a look. He was followed by a group of other people who had nothing to do and wanted to go into the city to take a look.
Now they were evenly matched in strength and numbers, and when the situation began to turn in their favor, Shuo Yu called a halt to this meaningless fight, saying that their leader needed treatment and rest.
The cannon fodder stopped first, the elites were confused, Zhang Lixian still had the knife in his hand, not knowing whether to chop it down or not. Milong had a big shoe print on his body, and a second before Shuoyu called a halt, he was still looking around for who had stepped on him.
After Shuo Yu spoke, he stopped moving and shut his mouth obediently.
Fanla was still smiling foolishly in the last second, and almost suffocated in the next second. Xiaozui stood beside him crying softly, watching his face being beaten black and blue.
The elites didn't gain any advantage either.
He Shuguang had a bruise on his face, half of Yu Zhi's clothes had been torn by some bastard, Li Bing's face and chest were covered in dirt, Zhang Lixian's clothes had been torn to shreds by Xiaozui, and he had even bitten a severe bite on his thigh, making it difficult for him to walk.
The elites were in a state of extreme distress, while the cannon fodders remained the same, staring fiercely at the guys on the opposite side.
Shuoyu walked up to Zhang Lixian, put his knife back into his sheath, looked into his eyes,
"Captain Zhang, can we go now?"
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