The coordination between these two men was truly in sync; if it had been anyone else, they would have definitely not escaped this time. Ye Qing finally understood the ferocity of Li Qiang and his gang. To be known as the Northwest Bandit, even his subordinates were formidable.
However, Ye Qing was no pushover; the life-and-death battles he had experienced over the years at the border had honed his reflexes to be extraordinarily sharp. Seeing that he couldn't dodge, he stopped trying to avoid them, instead let out a loud shout, lifted the man who was entangling him, and hurled him straight at the man behind him.
The man behind him never expected that Ye Qing would use someone as a weapon. It was too late for him to dodge, and he was knocked to the ground by the man. The dagger in his hand also stabbed into the man's thigh, causing him to let out a stifled groan, and his grip on Ye Qing loosened a bit.
