He hesitated for a moment, then looked up and saw the fat man's face twitching nervously. The fat man's eyes were glancing at his lower body with some malicious intent, reminding him of that earth-shattering "Monkey Stealing Peach" move earlier. He felt a chill down there and had no thoughts of resisting anymore. He immediately gave orders to his troops.
Ever since Wassim became the mayor of the 137th Division, he had stamped his mark on this unit.
In the 137th Division, every word from Wassim was a military order. For years, the mech warriors tortured by him only knew to obey and obey again! Even the regiment commanders were meek in front of Wassim. Although they didn't know what was happening this time, they quickly followed the order.
