"It's Ultraman!"
Someone from the group of children shouted.
Su Feifei and Bo Silin turned their heads at the same time.
In the morning light, four figures in red and silver walked out of the tent.
They held their heads high and puffed out their chests.
He stood in the wilderness. The leader even revealed half of his face.
The three men behind him were very big, and he could tell who they were just by looking at their appearance.
[I'm f*ckign deceased!]
[Hefeng, do you not care about your image at all?!]
[Take off your mask! I know who you are!]
[The three brawny men at the back are still pretending and acting!]
[Are they crazy?? This show must be completely crazy!]
"This shirt is too tight..." One of the burly men mumbled.
"Don't complain! Stand up straight!"
"Did you forget what Hefeng said? Faith!"
"Alright, alright, alright. Faith..."
