C944 Defective Transillumination

Three days later, Yang Hsingchen flew back alone. Seeing the secret weapons prepared by Zhang Dazhi and Wang Hongyun, he was speechless for a moment. It turned out that he found a slingshot hanging from their waists.

"Damn, the two of you have prepared for three days. Is that it?" Yang Hsingchen rubbed his nose and was speechless.

"Hehe, boss, don't underestimate this thing