"Report—Leader, a squad of government forces has attacked us!"
"Leader, it's not good, the government forces have broken into our stronghold!"
At the entrance, two mountain bandits responsible for guarding the door rushed in, panic-stricken, reporting the latest situation.
"Block them, block them! Use rolling stones, rolling stones, smash those bastards down!"
Ma Biao swung the long knife in his hand, shouting fiercely, but gradually, he realized his legs and feet started to disobey, becoming sluggish and numb.
"Damn it! Who? Which bastard did this? Aah—"
Ma Biao roared, suddenly, his cold gaze fell on Li Qingmu and Long Yue.
He had managed his stronghold for twenty years, it had always been fine. Even when government forces attacked, they could never touch their threshold, but today they managed to reach the checkpoint?
A traitor! His stronghold must have a traitor!
