Zhao Wanwan was shocked when she saw those people.

If those people wanted to seize this place, she would definitely not be able to defeat them.

Now, I am afraid that only a sneak attack has a chance.

Zhao Wanwan glanced at the group of explosive potions in the magic circle and had an idea in her mind.

The fitness instructor looked into the copy for a while, made sure there was no danger, and walked in quietly.

The people behind him also held weapons and followed quietly.

The group of people carefully approached the pumpkin house.

"Boss, there's no monster for us to fight. Is this copy fake?"

A boy with a fat tiger tattoo on his body asked.

"It's okay, just get the treasure. We're about to enter the house, so be careful."

The fitness instructor said something, walked to the door first, and just opened the door a crack.

A bottle of explosive agent rolled out from inside.

"What is this?"

The fitness instructor didn't see it clearly and bent down to take a closer look.

When he saw things clearly, he was so frightened that he even lost his soul.

He has seen the power of explosive agents with his own eyes.

It can directly blow up a group of monsters to pieces.

Isn’t this a prop that only players can have?

Why do the monsters in the dungeon still have this thing?

Before he could figure it out.
Chapter completed!