The stalemate lasted only a few seconds, but it seemed as long as a century.
Suddenly, several machine springs sounded softly to break the deadlock, and someone loaded a new arrow into the crossbow.
You Huo glanced at the place where the sound came from. Three people raised their weapons, turned their backs to them, and faced the two candidates who were about to make a move.
One of them choked disdainfully: "Damn you B@st@ard!"
The scolder has khaki feathers on his head, has a rough voice, is of medium height, has no distinctive features from his back, and has no sense of presence in the crowd.
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