Mu Yirong, who was also keen, soon discovered the difference between this group of people in black.

Although, the martial arts of this group of men in black are not as powerful as the scorpion killer gang, and they don't have the ruthlessness to kill people as soon as they make a move.

But this kind of attack and defense is very well-balanced, and there is no trace of omissions, like a very tightly woven net, after trapping people, as long as they continue to attack without error, quickly consume the physical strength of the prey in the net. Sooner or later, the prey in the net will be subdued due to exhaustion, and it will be a dead end.

Mu Yirong and Seocho, who were trapped, were like fish that had been scaled off on top of a chopping board, and although they were not fatally injured now, they would soon die.

Unless, something happens.

Mu Yirong didn't believe that the group of men in black who tried to intercept him before would suddenly be kind enough to let them live.

Therefore, I can only fight for a way to survive by myself.

Mu Yirong, who had a thousand thoughts turning, found an opportunity to come to Seocho's side, lowered his voice, and asked Seocho to see the opportunity to go first and go to Dali Temple to find someone to help.

Glancing at Mu Yirong's Seocho, he asked quietly: "Do you think, which of the two of us stays is more suitable?"

In the past, when the two of them were in danger, Seocho always asked Mu Yirong to withdraw first, and she came to break off.

At that time, Mu Yirong couldn't understand Seocho's approach, and felt that Seocho thought that he was incapable of protecting her, and he felt that he was being looked down upon.

It wasn't until Seocho staged a big change in front of him that he finally understood why Seocho chose to be cut off by himself every time.

But after thinking about it like this, the two of them are really Tai Sui this year, and they are besieged at every turn.

"I'm not at ease to leave you alone. ”

Although Mu Yirong knew that Seocho had a way to escape, he couldn't guarantee whether she would be able to escape at that time, and he didn't want to leave her alone.

Seocho was even more unlikely to leave Mu Yirong alone, her dark eyes glowing with green light in the depths, staring at the man in black who was constantly moving.

Even if this group of men in black cooperates tacitly, there will definitely be flaws. After all, everyone's kung fu and physical strength are different, and after a long time, there will definitely be some differences sooner or later.

Just grasping that difference can upset the balance.

When one person is crushed, the team will definitely be seriously affected, and there will be a domino effect, and the destruction will only be at the snap of a finger.

It's just that when that difference will appear is still unknown.

Moreover, the opportunity is fleeting, and then you must grasp the key to victory and defeat quickly and steadily.

As long as you catch it, you will be the last winner to laugh!

In terms of tenacity, Seocho thinks that ordinary people can't compare to her. She patiently adjusted her breathing, waiting for that fleeting moment of truth.

However, this wait is long and comes at a cost!

Seocho and Mu Yirong, whose vision was about to become blurred by sweat, were sweating profusely, and several wounds had been added to their bodies, but the team of the men in black was still unchaotic, always maintaining the same offensive and defensive pace.

It's like a tight, flawless iron ring, always centered on Seocho and Mu Yirong, constantly spinning wildly, without the slightest intention of stopping. Yunxuan Pavilion

Who are these men in black, how can they be so well-trained, cooperate with each other tacitly, and be as indestructible as an army that has been fighting together all year round.

Ruicao whispered these thoughts to Mu Yirong, and Mu Yirong remembered the previous robbery of the second prince for some reason.

At that time, Ah Yu, who revitalized the dart bureau, once said that the group of people who robbed the darts cooperated very tacitly, like well-trained troops or private soldiers.

And when Mu Yirong and the others surrounded and suppressed the Showa Mansion, Zhujun's gang of thieves and thieves were scattered and scattered, running in all directions, without organization and discipline. But those people are really good, and they all have special skills, and if there was no Seocho and Ya at that time, it would be difficult to catch those people all.

It's just that recalling the investigation of the case afterwards, I can't help but find many suspicious points, which makes people feel that the person who robbed the second prince's dart is not the same group of people who went to the palace of the nineteenth prince and others to steal property.

Mu Yirong, who had a thousand thoughts turning around, had a lot of guesses in his heart, and he felt that he had to find an appropriate time to talk to the Nineteenth Prince.

But now the immediate question is to solve these men in black?

"Do you see a flaw?"

Unconsciously glancing at the wound on Seocho's forearm, Mu Yirong advised her that if she hadn't found a flaw yet, she would find an opportunity to retreat first. And reassured her that after he broke off, there would be a way to get out.

Mu Yirong, who was talking, didn't notice that the sharp tip of the steel knife in the hand of a man in black stabbed him in the chest.

Seocho, who hurriedly shouted "be careful", wrapped his arms around Mu Yirong's waist, and while pulling his arm back hard, the dagger in his right hand collided with the tip of the steel knife in the air, stirring up a cluster of sparks.

The man in black who attacked Mu Yirong thought that he could succeed, and even had a very beautiful soft feeling in his heart when the steel knife pierced Mu Yirong's chest and pierced his heart.

As a result, he didn't expect that Seocho's reaction would be so quick and amazingly powerful.

When the steel knife in his hand slammed into Seocho's dagger, he failed to experience the feeling of hard piercing softness, but instead shook his arm numb, and almost fell out of his hand.

Now, when the opportunity came, Seocho took advantage of the black-clad man's astonishment to instantly shoot and kick the opponent in the abdomen.

The men in black were kicked out, and the balance of the team was disrupted at once, and Seocho made a lightning strike before the rest of the men in black could react and reorganize the team.

The momentary distraction and shock still stayed on the face of the man in black, and in an instant, two more men in black were kicked into the sky.

After losing coordination, the team of black-clothed people suddenly decreased a lot in attack power and defense, and they were a little flustered, as if scattered sand, Mu Yirong also took this opportunity to knock the two black-clothed people to the ground.

Suddenly, a loud whistle suddenly sounded, piercing the lonely night sky.

The leader of the man in black with a hoarse voice loudly reminded his companions not to panic, to assemble quickly, and to reorganize the team.

But unfortunately, Seocho would no longer give them a chance to close in, and the daggers in both hands flew up and down, and in an instant, several more men in black fell to the ground.

Seocho, who was like a bamboo, joined forces with Mu Yirong, like two tigers descending from the mountain, in the blink of an eye, he instantly eliminated more than a dozen black-clothed people, and then attacked left and right, and began to besiege the black-clothed people with hoarse voices very quickly.

The bloody battlefield has always been ever-changing, and the direction of the wind suddenly fell to the side of Seocho, and the man in black with a hoarse voice of defeat kept looking around, looking for a way to escape.

Last time, it was Seocho who kicked him away and gave him a chance to escape.

And this time, Seocho and Mu Yirong tightly surrounded the husky man in black, not giving him any chance to escape.