The opponents were highly vigilant, and at Zhao Yang's stern insistence, Xia Feng and Zhao Yang stealthily swapped places.
They switched their positions without making any noise; now, Zhao Yang could see the location of the three men opposite them.
By now, they were only about ten paces away from the three men!
That is to say, after ten steps, they would be discovered by Zhao Yang and his group!
They had to strike first!
Zhao Yang pinpointed the positions of the three men and, in a flash, his left and right hands each gripped a silver spike!
Zhao Yang stared intently at the opponents, waiting for an opportunity!
Soon, the man in front stepped into a patch of mud and couldn't help but curse under his breath, drawing the attention of the two men behind him.
And at that moment, Zhao Yang suddenly charged out!
