The words of the soldiers from the Seventh Company made the members of the Nan Jian team feel deeply ashamed, each wishing they could bury their heads in their crotches!
They were indeed not as good as the Seventh Company—that was a fact!
Irrefutable!
Seeing his team wilt like overripe cucumbers, Qin Yu said coldly, "If you've got balls, then lift your heads! Others may look down on you, but you still have a chance! If you look down on yourselves, you'll never have a chance!
"Do you really want our Nan Jian team's belle to be snatched away by them? Do you want to be forever trampled on by the Seventh Company and shit on?"
"No!"
Qin Yu's words were like the last straw breaking the camel's back; the Nan Jian team members burst out with pent-up emotions, heads held high, chests puffed out, and a roaring in unison!
The Nan Jian team members glared at the soldiers from the Seventh Company with fierce and ruthless eyes!
