Whoosh...
Lin Chuan immediately did two backflips.
Swoosh, swoosh...
Several cold gleams shot out from the dense forest not far away. Lin Chuan did consecutive backflips and finally managed to dodge the opponent's sneak attack.
Lin Chuan sneered, "Xiao Han, come out."
Before long, a slender young man emerged from the woods, holding several darts in his hand. He scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Captain, I didn't mean to. It was... Miss Lan who told me to do this. I... I couldn't..."
"Bullshit!" Miss Lan glared at him and said, "It was you guys who insisted on testing whether Lin Chuan's strength has declined, and now you're pinning this on me."
"Look out!" Xiao Han exclaimed.
At that moment, a voice rushed towards Lin Chuan from behind, shouting as it approached, "Captain, take my punch from Old Niu."
Lin Chuan was startled, and as he turned around, he saw Old Niu's fist almost touching his face. He hurriedly met it with the palm of his hand.
Smack!
