The tent kept rising higher and higher.
It was like a sudden mountain peak, abruptly rising from the gap in the iron gate.
At the same time, the short man's breathing grew heavy and strained.
Bro... what's wrong with you, bro!
The tall man's face was twisted in terror, his fat cheeks contorted with fear.
The short man had never felt so fired up, even though he knew, under the blazing sun and at the worst possible moment, his body was making all the wrong choices. But he just couldn't control himself.
The tall man's expression grew even more terrified.
He tried to scramble up from the ground, but the iron gate pinned under Evan Lin's foot was just too heavy.
Let me correct you—girls getting an education is way more important than you think. And just because someone gets laid, doesn't mean it has to be a woman.
Evan Lin sneered, his voice dripping with contempt.
What do you mean by that? What did you do to my brother? You—!
The fat man's unease grew stronger inside.
Evan Lin pointed again, this time tapping the short man's forehead.
The short man, always scrawnier than his tall brother, suddenly looked supercharged. In less than five seconds, not only did his tent stand up like a steel rod, but every muscle on his body swelled with power.
Evan Lin slowly stepped back, leaving the iron gate.
As soon as Evan left the iron gate, its crushing weight instantly lightened.
Before the fat man could crawl out from under the gate, he suddenly noticed another face beside him.
The short man's eyes were bloodshot, his breathing hot and wild.
In his eyes, the tall guy had already turned into a pale, gorgeous beauty.
Hey there, pretty lady.