Lin Lang rushed up to Sun Laoliu, sealed his acupoints with lightning speed, then dashed out the door.
The Jinyiwei had already fired one volley, leaving more than twenty killers lying on the ground.
Liu Zhengfeng was fighting three opponents alone, while Wang Wu, Jia Liu, and the others led men in surrounding and attacking the rest. They did not seem to have the upper hand.
Lin Lang suddenly charged out.
All anyone saw was Lin Lang's ghostlike figure appearing behind a dozen or so killers, then vanishing like lightning.
One Green Robe Tower killer after another froze in place.
When everyone caught sight of Lin Lang again, he was standing with his hands behind his back. "Tie them all up, and search them carefully."
Everyone froze for a moment before realizing that Lin Lang had sealed all those killers' acupoints.
Lin Lang had targeted their Shanzhong Acupoints, and he had also confirmed that they were all men, so there was no need to interrogate them personally.
He had also checked everyone on the ground. Yu’er was not among them, which let him breathe a sigh of relief.
Watching Lin Lang turn and walk back into the teahouse, Liu Zhengfeng could not hide the shock in his eyes.
When he first met Lin Lang, their strength had been roughly equal.
Yet in such a short time, Lin Lang's strength had far surpassed his.
He practiced his swordsmanship almost every day, while he hardly ever saw Lin Lang practice martial arts. How was Lin Lang improving so much faster than he was?
And with Lin Lang's swift, uncanny movement technique, he felt that if he faced him, he probably would not last three moves.
Lin Lang carried Sun Laoliu outside the teahouse. "Trying to outnumber me? Each branch of your Green