章 1203: Your Knife Should Be Sharpened

"Stay in the car. Don't get out," Ye Feng instructed Feng Jianwu and quickly got off the car to check.

That person was very tall and looked like a man. At this moment, he was lying on the ground without moving. No one knew if he was dead or alive.

"Friend, are you alright?"

Ye Feng tried to ask in the language of the Island Country, but he did not get any reply.

He could only walk over and flip the man over.

Under the illumination of the car lights, he could barely make out his face. It was a dark face, and it was abnormally dark.

Ye Feng could tell at a glance that this man was poisoned.

"Hmm?" He stared at the man's face for a long time. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it felt, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

After a moment of closer observation, he immediately remembered.

Wasn't this the man who sold him the Zhanlu Sword?