Just then, the fat guy that walked next to He Lei put down the linen bag and came up to us. Tall and huge, he loomed like a wall next to our cabin door.

He easily extended his arms and his hand reached under Xiao Ying’s arms.

His sudden action caught us off guard. Before Xiao Ying could resist, he had already put Xiao Ying on the ground with ease. He let out a burst of hearty laughter under his mask. “Hahahaha. Only a fat guy would help another fat guy.” 

Xiao Ying was the shortest among all of us. She was only five foot one and she had become a fat guy. In front of the huge fat guy, she looked more like a ball. She lifted her head and looked up at him blankly. He bent down and patted her head...