The night is like splashing ink. It's quiet and weird. Ziyufeng records the road shape in his mind and draws the terrain at will. What they are going to do now is to go to the city and take the hostages.

eighteen riders follow the little master and pay attention to the surrounding environment. They are not serious.

turn over and jump into the wall. Eighteen shadows shuttle in the courtyard. Dawn frowns. He always feels too simple and slightly uncomfortable. It's another leap. He looks at the big net that fell in an instant. He looks down upon us. Eighteen people draw swords in an instant, The action is...