But it's too late.

With a cry, a sleeve arrow flew like lightning, passed through Fu Liangcai's back, and stabbed into the stone wall in front with blood stains on it.

The arrow tail also vibrated for a while.

The whole place was silent!

Except for Zhang Dehai, everyone was shocked, including Li Yun.

Damn, this...

Li Yun no longer knew what to say.

The plot turns too quickly.

I thought Zhang Dehai's side was almost doomed. Who knew such a thing would happen.

At this time, Li Yun only had two words left in his heart: Damn it!

"Junior Brother Eleven, what are you doing!"

An angry shout shocked everyone back to their senses.

I saw a young man in his early 20s with a round face standing there, holding a sleeve arrow pointed directly at Fu Liangcai's back.

It was obviously his behind-the-scenes work.

He is none other than Li Yuankong, Fu Liangcai's eleventh disciple.

Fu Liangcai's disciples all glared at him with disbelief on their faces.

Fu Liangcai slowly looked back at him, with anger and disbelief in his eyes. He said, "Why... why?"

Li Yuankong didn't say anything. He walked to Zhang Dehai, helped Zhang Dehai up from the ground, and said, "Dad, are you okay?"

Immediately, Fu Liangcai and his disciples had wonderful expressions on their faces.

Even Li Yun outside the door was stunned.

What did I hear?

dad?

No way!

No way!

No way!

Fu Liangcai’s eleven disciples are Zhang Dehai’s sons???

I go!
Chapter completed!