Ding Jing shrugged, "We've run into them the last two nights."
Three nights, and they encountered them three times.
This is just a damn fated ill destiny...
Of course, this "ill destiny" is likely more applicable to the other party.
Ding Jing believed that this particular team absolutely did not want to see them.
Hearing Ding Jing's voice, Ren Yu glanced at the few "sacrificed" people, then turned to look at the female soldier he had pinned down, and couldn't help but remark, "Ho! It really is."
Mo Shangjun scanned the team of seven, five men and two women, but in such a situation, it was not obvious who was female, requiring a careful look.
Except for the one under Ren Yu, she recognized the other five, and could even call them by name.
At this moment, Liang Zhiqiong sidled up to Mo Shangjun, tugged on Mo Shangjun's sleeve, and excitedly yet quietly said, "The one being pinned by Ren Yu is Zhong Lingyue."
"Oh?"
Mo Shangjun raised an eyebrow.
