At that time, when the martial marquis left, they walked in the alley around the corner.

At this time, bursts of heart-rending screams came from the alley one after another.

Jing Liang's heart was very anxious, he stretched out his hand and made a few gestures, and the soldiers who had been hiding around understood and ran towards the alley.

As soon as he reached the corner, Jing Liang suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.

The screams died down, and there was only a deathly silence.

The ground, which was originally paved with stone bricks, was as if it had been washed with blood.

There was a Wuhou sitting on the ground, his back against the wall, one hand still covering his neck. But it was all in vain, and the blood kept pouring from his fingers.

The rest of the Wuhou also staggered to the ground, motionless, and no longer breathing.

At the end of the alley, there was a shadow with a person in his hand.

The man who was caught, the whole person was lifted, and his legs kept kicking, but it was useless. Gradually, the man's strength began to be exhausted, and then his legs hung down weakly, and he died.

Jing's conscience was beating wildly, he knew that he had finally waited!

Originally, I called him here to sneak down and find out some information. Jing Liang didn't expect that things would take a turn for the better so soon.

This person, there must be something wrong.

It's only a moment of effort, and you can kill all these martial marquis!

Unfortunately, the alley was so remote that standing here could only see a dark shadow, and it was impossible to see the person's face clearly.

Jing Liang immediately pulled out the knife and shouted: "Stop!" ”

The man tilted his head for a moment, seemed to glance at Jing Liang, and then threw the person in his hand aside as if he had been thrown into garbage.

Jing Liang's speed was very fast, and he chased after the black shadow.

The shadow was very dexterous, and the end of the alley was obviously a dead end, but the shadow flipped over the wall with a light flip.

Jing Liang followed, grabbing the edge of the wall with both hands, and was about to rush upwards when he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing.

Jing Liang's head quickly tilted, dodging a fierce claw.

When the man saw that he had missed the blow, he immediately started to run, and when he fell to the ground, he ran into the distance.

He was going to run, and Jing Liang certainly wouldn't watch him leave. Jing Liang let out a loud shout, pulled out a throwing knife from behind his back, and threw it at the black shadow.