Just when Short Thin was still in fear, he saw Yun Hao ignoring the attacks from behind and once again gritting his teeth as he charged towards him. For a moment, Short Thin almost pissed himself. Damn, is the grudge really that big?
Instinctively, Short Thin dodged to the side again, but to his surprise, Yun Hao didn't pay attention to him and rushed directly towards Tank's direction!
"Puff! Puff!" Yun Hao swung his fist as big as a sandbag, landing two punches on two enemies' temples, leaving only three enemies beside Tank!
"Go, I've got this!" Yun Hao roared, forcefully pushing Tank forward, then grabbed two enemies who were about to pursue him. "Stay here, damn it!"
"Take care, brother!" Tank, though reluctant, resolutely chose to leave, desperately running down the mountain. This isn't the time for sentimental attachment; it's better for one to die than for both!
"Stop him, stop him!" Short Thin, seeing Tank possibly escaping, yelled at the top of his lungs.
