C114 fire camp

Dinner. The mercenaries were unbridled. There was at least an hour until sunset, so they couldn't wait to start preparing dinner.

The big pot was filled with large chunks of meat. The soup had already been boiled to a milky white color and was exuding an alluring fragrance.

"Damn it, I've almost lost my mind these past few days!" A mercenary scolded: "This Xiong Xijian bastard