Before the members of Team Five finished speaking, a figure suddenly walked in front of them and bumped into one of them.
The leader of the group staggered back two steps and had to be supported by those behind him to avoid falling.
Grinding his teeth, he raised his head, "What are you doing?"
Ma Lu's face was expressionless, "Oh, I wasn't paying attention. Did that hurt? Do you need me to 'whoosh whoosh' for you?"
The people around them, "..."
Shu Yu burst into laughter, giving Ma Lu a thumbs up.
Nicely done, he returned the insult word for word.
And the force of Ma Lu's bump was much stronger than his.
Just looking at the leader of Team Five's ashen face and the way he rubbed his shoulder, it was clear he deserved it.
Ma Lu asked him, "If you don't need a 'whoosh whoosh', do you want me to compensate you with money?"