The three of them all wore bamboo hats and cloaks made of special raincloth. The cloaks were washed very clean by the rain, but they did not stick to their bodies, and they were even very dry inside.
The three of them wore deerskin boots that were not afraid of water. Except for their cloaks, everything else was tight and neat, and there was no burden on them.
Leggings, tight sleeves, hat...
The figure under the cloak is as tall and straight as a sword about to be unsheathed, and the edge is slightly exposed, which makes people feel frightened.
The face under the bamboo hat has a stern expression, and the eyes are cold, like the light of a sword unsheathed, capturing people's attention.
They ran directly towards a farmhouse, their steps were extremely long, and each step was always so many feet long.
Soon, they stood in front of the farmhouse, and a person next to them shouted: "Death to the traitor!"
As soon as his voice came through, the expressions of Pei Jing and others in the room immediately changed.
They all said in fear: "The seducer is here!"
Soul seducers are the most senior thugs in the organization, and they take orders directly from their master. These people rarely take action on weekdays, and they only take action when they execute some traitors with status, status and strong martial arts skills.
Are they here to deal with themselves?
Pei Jing and others were terrified. Normally, he was just a peripheral spy and had no contact with confidential affairs. Even if he knew about the betrayal, he would not use such a powerful killer to deal with them.
"Brother, what should I do?"
Today, Xiao Xian and Shen Mingzhu received the news that they were somewhere else, not here. If the seducer wanted to kill them, no one would come to save them.
Except for a few people, most of them were trembling with fear, their faces were pale, and they felt that a disaster was coming.
At this time, there was a loud thunderclap above the head, and someone screamed in fright.
Pei Jing scolded: "Shut up!"
They are not fuel-efficient lamps either, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
Before his voice fell, a cold snort came from his ears. The sound was like it was ringing in his head, carrying a cold wind that made people's scalp numb.
Pei Jing subconsciously stepped aside. With a "pop" sound, a sword penetrated directly from the roof and nailed a brother next to Pei Jing to the ground.
The man spat out a stream of blood arrows and immediately stared with death in his eyes.
It was so fast that I didn't even see how they took action.
Pei Jing's only feeling.
But he didn't want to back down. He didn't expect that the superiors would send such powerful people to deal with them. They really thought highly of him.
Of course, he also knew that these people were probably not coming for him, but for Shen Mingzhu and Xiao Xian.
Some of his men had no time to draw their swords, and were cut down to the ground by the flash of sword light.
Blood flowed all over the ground, and the screams shook the sky.
Only Pei Jing is left.
There was only one person on the other side, still wearing a hat on his head, holding a sword in one hand, and curling his fingers towards Pei Jing with the other.
Pei Jing couldn't see his face, only his unshaven chin, but he could feel the sword-like eyes under his hat.
Cold and snowy!
"Pei Jing, it's your turn!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, he stabbed Pei Jing with his sword. Pei Jing knew that he was no match without even looking.
Their martial arts skills are so high that even if Shen Mingzhu is here, they are probably no match for him.
Pei Jing didn't even think about it and didn't go to meet the enemy. He shot a few sleeve arrows and ran away.
The enemy didn't give him a chance, but struck him in the head with a sword just as he jumped out of the window.
