The sudden turn of events made Qin Fang's pupils contract sharply. As he instinctively retreated, his hand slipped into his robe and found his Flying Darts.
Xu Meng was clearly stunned by the sudden attack as well. His pupils constricted, but he reacted with remarkable speed. He twisted sideways almost instantly, and the blade swept down past the tip of his nose—but he had ultimately evaded it.
"Kill them!!"
Shouts rang out all around them. The next moment, more than a dozen figures rushed out of the night and immediately attacked Xu Meng and the others.
"Big Brother!"
The men behind Xu Meng also snapped out of it, their faces changing drastically. Then came a series of "shing, shing, shing" sounds as each of them drew a short blade from his waist and instantly clashed with the dozen or so men charging in.
After dodging that slash, fury and shock flashed in Xu Meng's eyes. He reached behind himself and actually pulled a short blade from his waist as well. Turning the blade sideways, he blocked the second strike that came hacking after him.
Clang!
The two blades crossed in midair, bursting into sparks.
Only then did Qin Fang see that every one of these sudden attackers had their faces covered with black cloth. Their features could not be seen, but their eyes were vicious. They had clearly come to kill.
As he watched, footsteps and the whistle of something cutting through the air came from behind him. Qin Fang's heart sank. He abruptly turned and saw someone charging straight at him.
...Damn it!
He had heard his senior brothers say that this market was dangerous... but he had never expected it to be this dangerous.
They had only just arrived, and they had already run into something like this?