Stench!
An inescapable stench spread in all directions. In an instant, the whole lawn was engulfed in this odor. Ji You pinched her nose and raised her hand, saying, "Hold your breath!"
Immediately, Ji You rushed out.
Chu Jiaojiao followed closely behind.
Shen Changqing, Yue Qiguang, Yue Qiyuan, Sheng Qingyan, Lou, Lance, Zhang Ye, and Xuzhou didn't lag behind either. With sacks covering their heads to block their mouths and noses, and weapons slung over their shoulders, they darted around. In front of the students, who were so overwhelmed by the stench that they temporarily forgot to breathe, they picked up their weapons—guns, knives, swords, hammers...
The scene was like a whack-a-mole game, hitting each target accurately.
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
In the blink of an eye, there was an unrelenting sound of bodies hitting the ground.
