This time, Qiao Mu also dazedly stayed rooted to her spot.
She never expected that this weak chicken would suddenly leap out and go on a rampage! This mouthful of water was spat perfectly!
Qiao Mu's eyes smiled, and she was about to look to the side and praise the weak chicken on a rare occasion when her lips involuntarily twitched.
The weak chicken's current motion was rather peculiar. Its front was laying on the ground and it kept shaking its chicken butt. She could not look directly at this vulgar sight…
On the other hand, the lieutenant colonel was helped up by his soldiers, and his soaked appearance resembled a drowned rat.
When the lieutenant colonel stood up, the bottom of his feet slipped and managed to steady himself with great difficulty. He turned around and berated his soldiers to reform and regroup.
A bunch of chickens! There were so many of them but they could not even beat an actual chicken!
