Wu Yuzhen watched Hong Yaxuan leave, shaking her head helplessly and thought: Ah, such a good daughter-in-law, just flew away like that.
"Kill." The two female bodyguards, given the signal by Mo Huasong, had no mercy, their Little Black Knives waving towards Mo Chengzhen and Mo Lin.
At the same time, Su Weidong also lunged at Jindaoren.
"Damn it, do you think I, an Innate Martial Arts master, am a pushover?" Jindaoren angrily swung his knife at Su Weidong.
In his eyes, Su Weidong was no martial artist. The ones he was most wary of were those two female bodyguards with Innate Martial Arts.
While they were attacking Mo Chengzhen and Mo Lin, he decided to finish off Su Weidong first, then find a way to escape later.
He might not be able to beat those two female bodyguards armed with Little Black Knives.
Dammit, when did Wu Yuzhen hire these two such formidable masters with a hefty sum?
"Clang." Jindaoren's knife sliced into Su Weidong, ripping open his clothes.
