Chapter 598

Then, panting heavily, she pointed at Young Master Zhao's nose and said, "Wang Kaixuan, hit him for me!!! Hit him hard!!!"

Wang Kaixuan raised his military shovel, looked at Young Master Zhao viciously, and said, "Alright."

"Don't, don't, don't." Young Master Zhao endured the severe pain and moved his body backward.

"I know I was wrong, and I'm injured too. Let me go; I won't dare to act on my own again next time." Young Master Zhao hurriedly begged for mercy.

But the team leader had already given the order, not to mention that Wang Kaixuan had long found this Young Master Zhao an eyesore. He wouldn't be soft-hearted at all when it came to hitting people under orders.

"You damn!" Wang Kaixuan had just raised his military shovel to strike.

Just at this moment, two "gada, gada" sounds came from the cell again.

Wang Kaixuan wasn't in the mood to swing his shovel anymore and looked at the direction of the cell in astonishment.

Everyone turned their heads too, but soon they all breathed a sigh of relief.

This time it was a false alarm; the cage that Young Master Zhao had turned just now had already returned to its original position.

And Wang Kaixuan turned his head back, not forgetting the task just now.

He swung his shovel directly onto Young Master Zhao's other lower leg.

"Ouch! Murder! Help!"

The fact that the cage could return to its original position proved one thing: Young Master Zhao's stupidity only triggered the sleeve-arrow mechanism.

As long as they turned these cages according to the order given by Zhang Lin later, there wouldn't be any problems.

This could be considered a blessing in disguise. And the reason Yang Lusi had to drag Young Master Zhao out quickly.

A small part of it came from not being able to bear it; after all, they were team members of the same team.

The biggest reason was because she was afraid that Young Master Zhao would really turn this cage over. If he died there, it might be very difficult for these people to open the tomb of the Prince of Gumo.

"Ouch! Stop hitting! I was wrong!"

At this moment, Young Master Zhao fully experienced what it meant to call to heaven and earth for no response.

With every shovel strike, his wailing never stopped.