I'm wearing it, but I'm still suffering.

In the bandit's lair, in a large room of about fifty square meters, only the three leaders were sitting there.

One of the obese men said to a man with a bandaged hand sitting to his upper left, "Brother, how are your injuries? Have you taken care of them?"

"It's been bandaged, it's nothing serious. If it wasn't for the fact that the hand holding the knife was injured, I would have gone down and killed all those poor guys." The man who was called "big brother" by the fat man on the main seat said angrily at this time.

"Yes, yes, yes, our boss is definitely the best." After hearing what he said, the fat man nodded in agreement with compliments.

But just as he finished speaking, another man with a white cloth wrapped around his head said, "Brother, if it weren't for the fact that the weapons they used at the beginning were too powerful, we would have suffered such a crushing defeat today."

Speaking of weapons, the man they called Big Brother asked, "By the way, Second Brother, have you done everything I asked you to do?"

The obese man, the third oldest among them, asked in confusion after hearing what his eldest brother said, "What's going on? How come I don't know?"

The man called Lao Er is the man whose head was hit by Huang Pandi today.

At this moment, he was holding his head with one hand and holding two pieces of wood in the other, saying, "Brother, it's all my fault for being careless. I was taught a lesson by that stinky bitch with a weapon. Look, my head was cracked by the weapon she was holding."

As he spoke, he handed the two pieces of wood in his hand to the bandit leader and said angrily: "I don't know how much strength she used to break these weapons."

The third brother only just realized that his second brother was actually injured by a woman, so he said, "A person like that should have been killed by my second brother long ago! Why are you so angry?"

At this, the man called Second Brother became even angrier. He kicked the chair he had just sat on and said, "If that were the case, I wouldn't be so angry. Just when I was about to finish her off with a single blow, the man I'd fought with earlier came to her aid. His martial arts skills were comparable, and my head wound had left me feeling dizzy. I knew that continuing the fight would only result in more casualties, so I retreated with the broken bow."

Talking about the sudden change in the battle situation, the obese man said loudly: "It's all the fault of that little girl among them. If she hadn't suddenly given us a command, we wouldn't have returned home in such a mess today."

"Yes, it's all that girl's fault." The second brother also agreed.

The second and third brothers talked for a long time but didn't hear the voice of their boss, so they couldn't help but look towards the main seat.

I saw that their eldest brother was seriously studying the broken crossbow handed to him by the second brother.

"Brother, this bow is broken. Can we still make a replica of it?" asked the second brother.

The scarred man had been looking at it for a while. The crossbow was just broken at the connection between the bow and the handle. It was actually not difficult for them to defend against it.

So he replied, “Okay.”

"Really? Then send someone over here quickly and make it like this! If we also make such a powerful weapon, I will definitely avenge us for the humiliation we suffered today." The fat man said anxiously.

The second brother also said happily: "Yes, and that girl, we have to catch her back too, torture her first, and then make her do hard labor for us for the rest of her life."