In the dust and gunpowder smoke, a series of violent coughs cut through the air: "Cough, cough."
"You guys alright?"
"I'm fine." Meng Feier's voice came from below.
Li Fei thought to himself, this little rascal, his hands are never well-behaved. That salty pig hand of his was actually resting on someone's little butt, truly disgustingly lewd.
Ji Yin Zhen also felt her little butt was under attack by Li Fei, and her face flushed red as she whispered, "Third brother, I'm not into that."
"Ha ha, with no ladies to tease, I might as well have a little fun with you." Li Fei gave Ji Yin Zhen's butt a couple of smacks before withdrawing his hand.
Xiang Hai Long laughed and said, "Third brother, lucky me you didn't pounce on me or else I would've been at your mercy too."
While speaking, he flung his arm, sending two shards of glass flying out, knocking down two Sicilian members from a distance. Basettato was already steaming with rage and flung yet another grenade.
