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They could sense the presence of a strong entity hidden within the town, but had no idea where exactly it lay concealed.
Suddenly.
Xiong Lei waved a hand, signaling the convoy to stop, and then licked his lips, "I smell a faint scent of rouge, there must be a beauty nearby!"
No sooner had his voice faded than a blade's gleam appeared out of nowhere before his neck, slashing horizontally towards him.
This scene was so unexpected that even Cheng Liangyu was unprepared.
In the blink of an eye, Xiong Lei twisted his waist in an extremely bizarre pose, barely dodging the horizontal slash.
Yet, he was still a moment too slow, and the blade's gleam cut a deep gash in his neck, with blood instantly starting to drip down.
"Who's there!" Cheng Liangyu cried out in alarm.
Xiong Lei's face turned ashen, his eyes flashing with anger and shock.
