"Okay!"
The crew with the buzz cut exchanged glances and hurriedly led the way, enthusiastically marching through the woods.
As time passed, they went deeper and deeper into the forest.
Soon, Zhou Wei noticed something suspicious and said dissatisfied, "Are you playing tricks on me? Where is Ning Fan? This must be the deepest part of the woods, right?"
"Yeah."
The buzz cut crew looked at each other in dismay since it was here that Ning Fan had beaten them into spitting blood.
Right now, where was Ning Fan exactly?
The buzz-cut guy looked at the spot where he had spat blood earlier, pointed at it, and said in a deep voice, "Young Master Zhou, look, this is Ning Fan's blood. He might have escaped when we weren't looking. But judging by his injuries, he can't have gone far. There's a small hill behind these woods. To avoid danger, he probably ran to hide there."
"Let's go, let's check it out."
Convinced, Zhou Wei led the way, moving forward.
