Unhurried yet relentless, they closed in like Mount Tai bearing down on him, forming a half-circle. Their imposing aura surged like a gale, seemingly creating tangible pressure!
The nine people surrounding him all carried cold and hot weapons, but none held them in their hands. Some had blades on their backs, some carried weapons whose type could not be identified, and two merely stood with their arms folded, guns hanging at their waists, as they walked toward him. Every one of them exuded an exceptionally fierce aura, making even the air around Chen Mo feel sharp and biting.
Heh! Someone actually came after him under these circumstances. Judging by their aura, they clearly came with hostile intentions! Moreover, the strength these people displayed was extremely high!
However, Chen Mo welcomed such behavior! He had originally thought there was no one in this Wooden Stockade, leaving him no choice but to destroy it without gaining anything else.
But now? It seemed he would be getting some parting gifts before he left.
However, Chen Mo soon stopped thinking that way! When those people came within six hundred meters of him, he sensed their Blood Qi.
None of them were simple characters!
Especially the man at the front. He wore a Black hood that covered his entire head and face, leaving only his eyes visible. He wore forest camouflage from head to toe, marine boots on his feet, and possessed a tall, imposing build with an extraordinary aura.
If Chen Mo's Spiritual Sense had not allowed him to see the face beneath the hood, he would truly have thought the man was only in his thirties or forties. Yet upon seeing his face, Chen Mo found him to be around fifty, his features filled with gloom.
Furthermore, his hooked nose, thin lips, and