"Uncle Jinlong, why aren't you saying anything?"
Ansheng, who was leaning on the windowsill, looked at the dumbfounded Uncle Jinlong with a teasing smile.
"Personal bravery is trivial; I, the great uncle, would never take credit from my comrades." Uncle Jinlong withdrew his gaze, lifted his head arrogantly, and let out a dismissive snort: "Heroism is not advisable!"
As he spoke, Uncle Jinlong subtly retreated onto the shoulder of his partner, Jin Wanlin, shrinking his neck as if recalling the last time he faced the parasitic beast alone.
The rocket launcher fired out explosively, knocking over Uncle Jinlong.
The Fungal Parasitic Beast burst through the flames, gripping the deformed rocket launcher and fiercely smashing Uncle Jinlong on the head, knocking him out cold.
The brutality and madness of the Fungal Parasitic Beast left a profound impression on this little sand lizard.
"Prepare!"
