"Boss, let's take a break. Even I, a dragon, am exhausted from running, and you're still acting like nothing's happening."
Yang Fei snorted, turned around, and rapped Long Xiaoshuai hard on the forehead with a flick.
"I didn't bring you here for sightseeing. We're Special Forces. Let me repeat that, Special Forces."
"You can't even handle this little bit of hardship? Might as well go back, find yourself a wife, and retire."
Long Xiaoshuai muttered something under his breath, voice very low.
"You think I don't want to? I just hooked up with a rich older sister on WeChat, she said she'd keep me. As long as you give the word, Boss, I'll pat my ass and leave…"
Before he could finish, Yang Fei knocked him with another flick.
"Quit running your damn mouth. All these years you've been eating my food, wearing my clothes, you should at least lend me a hand, yeah? Ungrateful bastard."
Long Xiaoshuai yelped, clutched his head, baring his teeth in pain.
