1238 It’s Not Too Late To Fix I (1/2)

The person that suddenly jumped in with with punches flying is none other than his own buddy - Gao Ke.

Gao Ke had nothing to do at night, and was planning to find Xiao Tianyu to play card games, but overheard Zhang Zian and Xiao Tianyu's conversations. When Xiao Tianyu admitted that he had secretly used their drinking water to wipe down his body and kept it a secret, he could no longer hold in his anger and rushed up to serve up some punches to Xiao Tianyu.

He wasn't just doing it for show, but really putting his energy into those moves, making Xiao Tianyu grunt like a pig on its way to slaughter.

The horrible climate in the desert makes it heart to keep calm, and the high temperature has been grinding on everyone's patience and sanity. There's a bundle of explosives in everyone's heart, waiting for just the right time to explode. Some people have greater self control, while some of them don't, igniting at the slightest spark.

Gao Ke was the latter.

He had been proud of being the assistant leader of the expedition team, and he was the one that had initiated the protest against Peter Lee for having to climb sand dunes.

Right now, seeing that Xiao Tianyu has done something so embarassing, he couldn't hold in his anger anymore. The dynamite in his heart had found a spark and ignited.

Zhang Zian couldn't help but feel satisfaction seeing Xiao Tianyu getting punched, but Gao Ke gyms often and is a strong man. It's alright if the punches only made Xiao Tianyu call out in pain, but it would be out of hand if Xiao Tianyu really got injured. The expedition team already has too many burdens, they can't add on to it anymore.

So, after observing for a few seconds, Zhang Zian moved to pull Gao Ke's fist back, convincing him to let it go.

Xiao Tianyu's cries of agony and Gao Ke's cursing alerted the whole camp, and everyone put down the things on their hands to rush over, not knowing what had happened.

When Weikang saw Xiao Tianyu, his face swollen and nose bleeded, and Gao Ke, his knuckles rubbed raw, he was so overcome with anger he had to punch his own chest, nearly vomitting blood.

”You... You guys... What are you guys doing!? Can't you pick a fight in a better place? Are you trying to drive me to my grave?” Weikang pointed at them with a shaky finger, his face pale.