Chen Yang didn't respond. Instead, he maximized his perception and quickly scoured the entire cement factory.
No sign of Jiang Miaoyan!
"Die!"
Confirming Jiang Miaoyan wasn't there and seeing no one else nearby, Chen Yang struck like lightning.
His movement technique was as quick as a ghost! In an instant, he slit the throats of the three men behind the man in black.
A moment ago they were smug, the next second blood was gushing from their throats...
"Ugh... you..."
Boom!
Their eyes widened in disbelief, unable to understand how Chen Yang dared to attack them.
"You..." The only surviving leader was also extremely terrified. He immediately reached into his pocket for his phone, seemingly to alert others.
But would Chen Yang give him that chance?
Whoosh!
Chen Yang swung his sword, severing the man's phone-holding arm!
Splurt!
Blood sprayed like a fountain immediately after!
"Ah!"
The man screamed in agony, attempting to flee.
But Chen Yang kicked him to the ground.
