"Retreat." He said.

"What?"

"I said to withdraw, can't you hear it?"

His irritable voice echoed in the alley.

"Yes." The little brothers answered immediately.

"Be careful, pay attention to your feet and head." Du Bo took a deep breath, "If you want to die, you can continue."

"What's wrong, brother?" a little brother asked carefully.

"Maybe a superpower."

After finishing the call, Du Bo picked up the glass beads and felt bitter in his heart. The boy's three heavy bets were indeed not luck.

He comforted himself, at least the other party did not take their lives.

If a glass bead can appear accurately at his feet, then a dagger can also appear accurately at his head.
Chapter completed!