At the moment of his death, Xu Ke had already seen Ouyang Shuang break through the encirclement.
Having such a formidable martial artist outside, Xu Ke always felt a sense of unease.
"Right."
Wang Wu nodded, "We couldn't stop her; her strength is formidable. Even though I wounded her, escaping was very easy for her."
"That's true."
Xu Ke sighed deeply.
"Let's go, we shouldn't waste any more time," Wong Qifu said.
"Get in the car."
Several cars arrived outside.
...
Twelve twenty.
The night was pitch-black, the street lamps bright.
Xu Ke and the others quickly arrived at the villa where Ye Chen and the other three were imprisoned.
"Be vigilant."
Wong Qifu instructed.
The people outside all nodded in unison, their expressions guarded.
They were not the same group from the factory and had not seen Xu Ke before.
They were just curious about the unfamiliar face next to Wong Qifu.
Wasn't the Family Head's fiancé dead?
Who was this man?