Chen Wen took the padded pants from Mr. Li.
"Big Orange, don't be afraid, I'm going to pull out whatever is stuck in you now."
Chen Wen comforted the Northeast Tiger, never letting go of his [Friendly] aura.
The Northeast Tiger endured the discomfort and cooperated with Chen Wen's actions.
As Chen Wen held open the Northeast Tiger's mouth with a piece of clothing, he took another look at the fierce chicken claw.
"Position confirmed."
Chen Wen took a deep breath, using every bit of speed-related skill available to him to the limit.
He slowly extended his hand into the mouth of the Northeast Tiger.
With every inch he went in, Mr. Li shivered.
It was as if the hand stretching in was his own.
"Gods protect, gods protect..."
Mr. Li murmured softly, starting to believe in mysticism.
Quickly, under the sensory function of [Fur (Mexican Golden Back)],
Chen Wen felt something ahead of his fingers.
It's the chicken claw!
His eyes sharpened, and he suddenly grabbed forward.
