Although he was already hostile to Ye Jiangxue, he still did not want to destroy the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Especially when it was destroyed by two enemy countries, he had a hand in it after all. Although he was very inconspicuous as a reporter, sometimes a country was destroyed just because of such a report.

Feng Shao did not come forward. He just sent a message to Fei Ge, but even so, he still felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if he had accidentally stepped into a quagmire. After that, he naturally fell deeper and deeper into the quagmire.

The deeper, there is no one.

"Huh..." Feng Zhaogang found a horse. He was sitting astride the horse in black clothes and was about to raise his whip. But at this moment, a group of men in black appeared in front of him.

It is naturally different from his black clothes. The other party's black clothes are called a standard black clothes, which are completely integrated with the night. They don't look imposing at all, and those people seem to be hidden in the darkness.

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"Who?" Feng Shao just murmured, his eyes as sharp as a blade, but now he didn't have time to look at the other party's people one by one, let alone how many people the other party had sent out.

He originally found a horse and walked away after delivering the message, but after looking at his hand, he did some basic bandaging first, but maybe because of this, after lingering for a while, he let it go.

He missed the opportunity to leave, giving these people an opportunity to take advantage of him.

The other party did not speak, or was just about to speak, when Feng Zuo turned over and dismounted from the horse. The movement was vigorous and agile, and the soft sword on his waist had also been drawn out, facing the circle of black people.

People are not afraid at all.

It was as if he, alone, could wipe out a group of them.

Feng Shao's aura is extremely strong. Although the opponent has many people and has received professional training, but against Feng Shao, it is not enough at all.

I'm afraid that's what it means to be losing ground.

By the time the men in black reacted, they had already taken five steps back, but the silver sword carried by Feng Zina had not yet attacked them.

The man in black couldn't guess what Feng Shao's intention was, but Feng Shao narrowed his eyes. The cold light suddenly appeared inside, and he suddenly exerted force on the hand holding the sword, and several sword flowers were aimed at the opponent's head.

go.

His steps were not in vain. He had already observed who the leader of the opponent was, and everyone reacted one after another based on whose reaction they were.

To capture thieves, you must first capture the king. To restrain these men in black, there are two ways. One is to defeat them one by one, which is time-consuming and wasteful of effort. The other is to catch the leader and threaten others with his leader.

But Feng Xiao ignored one thing. As a person who has received professional training, he only has missions in his eyes. As for their leader, if they are caught and threatened? Then the leader will definitely commit suicide as soon as possible, and the deputy leader will directly take his place.

The rapid progress will not give the enemy any loopholes.

Feng Shao didn't know this yet. He attacked a few times and rushed in front of the leader. The leader seemed to have some reservations and did not make a killing move against Feng Shao. After several rounds of being tied up like this, he was finally exhausted.
Chapter completed!