Chapter 232: Master, Help Me Calculate My Fate_1

You stand still, and so do they; you take a few steps forward, and those guys still just stand there!

Planting your feet firmly, you glance over these seven people. Among them are both men and women, but those five men are a sight—crooked as a bag of mixed nuts and averaging no more than 1.7 meters tall, each with hair styled like a broom as if trying to stretch their height. They look noticeably disfigured.

As for the two women, calling them "kill-matt" would be an insult to the entire "kill-matt" family!

These seven people are just too eccentric, like demons and ghosts—walking into "Journey to the West" without needing any makeup!

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

You stand five or six meters away from them, frowning and asking.

At that moment, one of the women pouts at you and, with a "pfft!" spits something at you!

Wait, that's not saliva!

That instant, you feel a disturbance in the air in front of you, and your head slightly shifts to the left.

"Whoosh!"