Chapter 173 Under the Drawbridge_1

These people were none other than Yang Yifeng and his group. As soon as they got off the car, they started looking around. But as they looked, Chen Dahai, Wang Qiancheng, and the driver suddenly turned pale and quickly made their way to the edge of the bridge, bending over to vomit.

It wasn't that the smell here was simply unpleasant; it was extremely foul! Moreover, they had just witnessed Wang Baicheng swallowing and retching up the vomit from the ground, which had already shattered their mental defenses. Now, being hit by the stench, they recalled the disgusting scene of Wang Baicheng hunched over on the ground, and their stomachs immediately couldn't bear it.

Only Yifeng remained indifferent, standing by the car gazing at the surroundings of the suspension bridge, his face cold.

Little Youyou, standing by Yifeng's side, noticing that his expression seemed a bit off, instantly felt anxious. The hand she was holding gently tugged, but Yifeng perceived this.