"Feng Dengfeng!" Someone sharp-eyed spotted him appearing at the entrance.
"It really is that old bastard. He still dares show his face?"
"Brothers, let's get him together! Kill the traitor who turned against us!"
"Kill the traitor!"
These people had surrounded Feng Dengfeng's territory to wipe out his forces. Now that they'd spotted the man himself, they showed him no mercy.
Before Feng Dengfeng could even ask what was going on or try to explain, those nearest the entrance had already unleashed their various abilities and launched a furious assault.
Feng Dengfeng cursed them out in a rage. If there hadn't been so many of them, swarming in from every direction, he would have slaughtered them all.
These bastards were completely unreasonable—raving lunatics who'd gone berserk.
Still, no matter how furious he was, he had to run. If they surrounded him, even his Teleportation Skill might not guarantee his escape.
After all, as powerful as Teleportation was, it took a considerable toll. Using it several times in a row would drain him badly.
Jiang Yue didn't stop. He continued toward the second target he'd marked.
If Old Tan was an agent in the core district and had such an outstanding ability, he'd have distinguished himself long ago. He wouldn't have remained unknown!
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been alone at a time like this, let alone skulking around as if afraid of being seen.
This time, Jiang Yue was much calmer. He anticipated the strange movements of Wu Degang, went ahead of him, found a relatively safe spot, and waited there in ambush.
The man was rather gloomy and difficult to get along with. He also wore a stiff, expressionless face all the time, like a man with facial paralysis, so everyone called him Old Tan.
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