Bai Li was as tired as a dog and collapsed in the mud trench, breathing heavily. His camouflage vest was no longer the same as before, and his eyes were still a little white.
Dunzi next to him kicked him: "Get up, the King of Hell has been looking at you for a long time, maybe he wants to torture you?"
"Fuck him, I just stopped. Didn't I just call him "King of Hell" in front of him? Damn, he drilled me so hard. If I was afraid of him, I would write my name upside down." Bai Li sighed and cursed.
"Come on, don't smash Li Bai's sign. Get up. Otherwise, if the King of Hell gets a rabid dog, he won't be able to kill you."