Ding!
A short dagger stabbed at the back of Qin Hao's neck but did not pierce through; instead, it snapped with a crack!
"What! How is this possible!"
This time, the person surprised was the assailant behind him. His eyes revealed shock, and he uttered a sound of disbelief.
Unlike the other black-clad figures, he didn't wear a mask but instead donned a patterned mask.
From his aura, strength, and insidiousness, this person was definitely the leader of the black-clad men.
Whoosh!
Qin Hao's later-emerging fist came forth, and the black-clad leader had to retreat quickly.
But just as his body was departing, originally closely pursuing Qin Hao stamped his foot, and his body flew high, speeding towards the distance.
"He's trying to escape, catch him quickly!"
The black-clad leader's eyes widened, shouting at the other black-clad men, and was the first to chase after Qin Hao.
Swish!
