Another assassin roared and raised his longsword to stab at Xiao Ziwu's chest. Xiao Ziwu shifted his body slightly, dodging the fatal attack. He lightly touched the ground with his feet and leaped half a meter up, avoiding the attack. Then he slapped Xiao Ziwu's cheek with his backhand.
With a sharp crack, the man's face immediately swelled up, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and his entire face became extremely terrifying.
Xiao Ziwu did not kill this person. Instead, he flipped over and stood on a large tree, staring at the other person with eyes like an eagle.
"Who assigned you these tasks?"
Although he asked the question, he already had a guess in his mind.
One of the groups must have been sent by Xiao Ziyan. He suffered a silent loss at the hands of his father at the Red Plum Garden and was severely reprimanded by his father for it.
It's understandable that he felt apprehensive and resentful after he himself had taken on the position of General Yangwei. He probably wanted to eliminate him as soon as he was about to go on the expedition!
In this way, there is no need to worry that the military merits will fall on Xiao Ziwu, causing Xiao Ziyan to be restless and unable to eat or sleep.
But who will be the other group?
He never had such a deep grudge against anyone again.
The man in black stared intently at him, making a clenching motion as if he wanted to bite open the poison sac in his mouth.
Xiao Ziwu gripped his jaw and twisted it forcefully. With a clear cracking sound, the man in black's jaw was dislocated.
The man was handsome and noble, but his tone was as imposing and oppressive as a mountain. His large, well-defined hand landed on the black-clad man's rough neck, his five fingers quickly closing, a faint pulse throbbing on his fingertips.
A little more force and you could snap his neck!
"Will you tell me or not?"
The man in black rolled his eyes back, seemingly in extreme pain, yet he remained with his mouth wide open, refusing to speak.
Xiao Ziwu looked at him with disgust as his saliva dripped down his face, about to fall onto his hand. Unable to bear it any longer, Xiao Ziwu abruptly pulled his hand back.
Just as he was about to order the guards to drag him away for interrogation, he saw that something unexpected had happened on Duan Ximu's side.
A leader of the men in black was stabbed and fell to the ground, but he was not completely dead. With his last bit of strength, he shot a steel needle from his sleeve at Xiao Ziwu and Duan Ximu.
Xiao Ziwu, with a clear head, dodged the oncoming steel needles with a slight tilt of his head. Duan Ximu, however, was so drunk that he was completely unaware of the impending danger.
The guards standing beside Duan Ximu relaxed their vigilance when they saw all the enemies fall, and did not immediately knock down the steel needles!
That steel needle was truly bizarre; once it pierced Duan Ximu's inner thigh, the wound bled uncontrollably!
Duan Ximu was also jolted awake by the pain. He cried out in pain, hugged his thigh, and began to wail.
Xiao Ziwu felt a headache and anxiety. It was one thing to watch people fight with great interest, but he also got himself completely drunk and didn't even know how to dodge a hidden arrow. He really didn't know when he would change his unreliable nature!
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