As he spoke, the enemy was already in disarray, and weapons were everywhere on the ground.

They had long since lost their will to fight, and the smoke seemed endless, and a large crowd of people rolled around like eyeless beasts.

"Damn, there's still this kind of operation", among them is a "beast" with excellent martial arts, who forcibly rushes out of the smoke with his eyes closed.

Tang Wen locked on to him as soon as he jumped out, and his eyes swept the striker like a knife, "That must be the one who takes the lead, there are definitely ghosts in this group of people, you must not let him go."

"I'll go!", with a loud shout, the four gods finally recovered, jumped forward, and chased after the enemy who was trying to escape.

After the four gods were far away, the striker quietly asked, "In your opinion, what are the elements of the enemy?"

Tang Wen pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "I can't see it now, we must catch the living leader."

As he spoke, he stared worriedly at the place where the four disappeared in the distance.

The striker patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, no one can escape under the siege of Sizo."

"Hmm", Tang Wen nodded, pondering: "Today's sneak attack seems to have been planned in advance."

The striker said: "The enemy is not stupid, they must have arranged it beforehand".

Tang Wen touched his chin and said, "It's not like, it's not like."

"What doesn't it look like?".

Tang Wendao: "Look, they don't come early, they don't come late, they have to wait for Longxi and I to leave."

The striker blinked and said in surprise, "What......?

Tang Wendao: "I almost couldn't come, if it weren't for my sister who took two knives for me."

The striker couldn't help but widen his eyes, "What, Miss Tang Yun ......."

Tang Wendao: "Don't be nervous, she's fine, she has good martial arts."

"But ......."

"Now I want to say something, you know, right?", Tang Wen turned his head, looked back and forth, left and right, and saw that there was no one else next to him, so he lowered his voice and said, "We have an inner ghost here."

The striker looked at him with a wary look on his face, and said, "No, you mean we are here?"

Tang Wen shook his head, "Not only here, maybe in the Dragon Guardian Clan, maybe in the Four Gods, in short, it must be by you, me and Longxi."

Then he sighed, "If it weren't for that, today's situation would be too much of a coincidence."

The striker was surprised: "According to your analysis, who is the most suspicious?"

Tang Wen whispered: "It's not certain yet, but there will always be a time when he shows his fox tail, and he will definitely pass on our information, and it will be ...... then."

The striker sneered: "At that time, we will have a plan."

Tang Wen suddenly stared at him with a very peculiar gaze, pursed his lips and smiled: "When did you become so smart."

The striker scratched his head and said, "Close to Zhu Zhechi, follow the commander of the Tang Dynasty, it's hard to think about it or not."

There were four trivial voices from afar down the mountain, and their tones were extremely pious, "Commander Tang, people, we have caught it."

"Caught", Tang Wen was overjoyed, stretched his neck and looked down the mountain.

Sure enough, the four gods slowly walked over to this side in the shade of the trees, and they tied up a tall burly man tightly.

Tang Wen ran down from the mountain, and the four Shenzuo had already fixed the person to a thick locust tree.

Tang Wen came to the front panting and carefully looked at the man tied to the tree.

"Look at what, little white face", the man looked very unruly.

Tang Wen was still spitting on his face.

The striker also walked down the mountain at this time, and when he saw this scene, he punched the man in the stomach, and with a "poof" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Tang Wen hurriedly stopped and said, "Lord Striker, don't beat people to death, it's hard to catch them."

The striker glanced at it with a sneer and said, "What a master, one punch will be like this."

Si Zuo couldn't help but praise: "Lord Striker is worthy of being the coach of the Dragon Guardian Clan, and we also took a lot of effort when we caught this person."

The man licked the blood from the corner of his lips, shifted his gaze from the striker to the four gods, and smiled grimly, "It is rumored that Long Yuan's four gods are the strongest defenses in the world, and it was worth my death when I saw it today."

Tang Wendao: "This kid can't see that he's quite upright, let me ask you, what's your name?"

The man didn't even look at Tang Wen, he only tilted his head arrogantly.

The four gods threatened: "If you dare to be rude in front of the commander, believe it or not, I will unload your leg first."

The man suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a deep scar on his eye, as if it had been cut by some kind of sharp blade.

He glanced at Tang Wen again, and his tone was as erratic as his eyes, "You are the master here?"

Tang Wen said: "Exactly."

The man looked at him very seriously and said, "It's not like, it's not like ...... It looks so weak".

The striker suddenly punched him again and hit him hard in the face, "A prisoner is still so arrogant, the commander asks you what to say".

Tang Wen chuckled and shook his head, "Not all commanders are necessarily strong."

The man coughed, slightly surprised, and asked, "You also made the demon mist and fierce smoke that defeated us just now?"

Si Zuo looked at Tang Wen reverently, and then said proudly: "It is our Tang Coach's clever plan, and your every move is all in his plan."

The light in the man's eyes suddenly became very subtle, he glanced at Tang Wen deeply, and said with admiration: "Amazing, amazing, I really underestimate you, you can activate the power of nature."

Tang Wen shook his head disapprovingly, and said softly: "There is no natural power, it's just some chili noodles."

The respect in the man's eyes increased even more, "But you have calculated exactly where to set fires, where to block our way, so that we are all wiped out here, and not even one of us can escape."

Tang Wendao: "That's just because I promised a person to guard here, so naturally I won't be careless."

The man sighed, "Is this person you are talking about Longxi?"

Tang Wen chuckled and didn't speak, the man shook his head, and said very regretfully: "A talent like you is too wasteful, that kid in Longxi can't become a big deal at all."

Tang Wen followed the man's words and said teasingly: "Oh, Longxi can't do great things, so who do you think your Excellency can do great things?"

The man suddenly laughed loudly, "It's useless, let you catch me and admit it, but I will never reveal a word, you should die for it."

The striker is going to raise his fist again, "If you don't say anything, you will die".

Tang Wen suddenly stopped him, "Master Striker, leave it to me here, you go to the side to rest and see what you are doing."

The striker patted the dirt on his body, stared at the captives tied to the tree and said: "When dealing with this kind of person, you can't show mercy to your hands, you have to fight again."

Tang Wen nodded, "I know, I'll leave it to me here", then turned his head to look at the captive, and said softly: "You don't want to say?"

The man shut up.

Tang Wendao: "If you don't say it, I'm afraid you will be beaten to death."

The man looked up at the sky, but still didn't say a word.

Tang Wen suddenly laughed and said, "Okay, I won't beat you or torture you, but we can make a bet, if you can survive here until tomorrow morning, and still don't say a word, I will let you go."

The man suddenly stared at him fixedly, and an extremely strong longing flashed in his eyes.

In the end, not a word was spoken.

Tang Wen spread his hands, "I am a talker."

When the other four trivia heard it, they were also confused, "How can this be, if he really doesn't say anything then, then wouldn't it be for nothing to let him go", but they had already understood Tang Wen's clever plan, and swallowed the words that just came to their mouths, they chose to believe in this strange commander who seemed weak and inconspicuous, but in fact had infinite magic methods.

(End of chapter)