Jemoka is actually very strong; he dashed a great distance in just a few seconds.

Even when the clones left the room, they couldn't see Jemoka.

"Chase!"

Two clones rushed out onto the street.

Just then, I saw Jemoka's back turn as she went around a corner.

Jemoka ran away frantically, wanting to find his brother as soon as possible.

However, not long after he ran out, he realized something was wrong.

There were very few pedestrians on the street, almost none.

He casually grabbed a little beggar from the roadside and asked, "Where have all the people on the street gone?"

"There are clones attacking the city, so everyone is going to the city gates to help. It's said that the city lord will reward them with money."

Jemoka, let go of the little beggar.

It seems he's not the only one in danger; his brother and the entire city are in danger as well.

After a brief pause, the two clones caught up.

"Stop running away, stop making futile resistance."

"Hand over all your food and supplies, and tell us where they came from, and we'll spare your life."

Jemoka angrily retorted, "So you came to me just to get supplies? If you want supplies, then give me the money!"

“I have no money,” 3661 said.

"What's the point of talking if you don't have money!" Jemoka shouted instinctively.

3662 said, "If you behave, we won't hit you. If you don't behave, we'll beat you until you behave!"

The two clones spoke as they rushed forward at top speed.

Jemoka cursed under his breath, "Unreasonable!"

This time, he didn't run away; instead, he directly confronted the two clones.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

In an instant, fists and feet clashed, producing a sound.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them separated again.

The two clones landed safely.

Jemoka was in so much pain, he looked like Jackie Chan, grimacing and shaking his hands repeatedly.

“How can you lowly clones be so ridiculously strong?” Jemoka yelled.

The two clones were about to continue their attack.

Jemoka quickly raised his hand and said, "Don't move yet. Tell me, who sent you? Who is your mastermind?"

Jemoka really didn't want to fight these two clones a second time. If he knew who was behind it all, he would rather negotiate with them, even if it meant taking a loss.

3661 said, "There is no mastermind; we are brought together by a common will."