Yan qingsi suddenly took out a pepper spray from her pocket and sprayed it on the face of the foreigner who was closest to them.
The man covered his eyes and screamed in pain. Yue tingfeng seized the opportunity and rushed forward. He held a thin blade in his hand, which was very sharp. He aimed it at the man's neck and slid it down.
Su Zhan did not expect Yan qingsi and the others to make a move at this time. He had initially wanted to exchange his life for theirs, but now that things had come to this, he had no choice but to make a move.
Su Zhan had been holding the glass shard in his hand all this time. With some skill, he broke free from the two foreigners 'hands and cut the man's neck, causing blood to spray out.
Their actions seemed to have been discussed in advance. They had great tacit understanding and took care of the three foreigners in an instant. The speed was too fast for the eyes to take in.
