Facing the roar of Yamamoto Motoichi, Liang Fei still had a look of disdain on his face, sneering repeatedly, "Yamamoto, your master is stupid, but who would have thought you could be even dumber! What I just used was the Silver Needle Acupoint Sealing Technique with my inner strength, not some poison. How could there be an antidote?"
"You… Fine, since there's no antidote, then leave your life behind!"
Yamamoto Motoichi, seeing his Young Master writhing in pain on the ground, was both anxious and angry, and with a wave of his hand to the group of black-clad men, he wanted to advance and capture Liang Fei by force.
These black-clad men were all dead soldiers, rigorously trained for many years by the Tanaka Family Clan, and each possessed extraordinary strength. Liang Fei could easily handle several of them at once, but now, to deal with all the black-clad men and the troublesome Yamamoto Motoichi, the situation was not looking easy.
