Chapter 185

The leader of the men in black saw that so many people had already died on his side, yet he had not completed his plan at all.

Fusu was still well under the protection of this group of people and had not suffered any harm at all.

"Avoid..."

He roared violently.

This group of men in black was well-trained and immediately lay on the ground to avoid it.

The leader threw an object into the air, and then his own figure also lay on the ground.

This scene happened too quickly; even if Fusu's side immediately realized something was wrong, they no longer had time to react.

Something suddenly exploded in mid-air.

Under the cover of the night, although one could not see clearly what it was.

But a threat came from that direction, and everyone felt their bodies stiffen.

Zhang Liang also felt a huge sense of threat.

His body retreated rapidly, and then he appeared beside Fusu.

He did not know what this thing before him was, but he knew he must preserve Fusu's life.

Thousands of silver needles as thin as cow hair were shot out.

Subsequently, these silver needles spread toward the surrounding directions without hesitation.

The transport soldiers transporting the grain and fodder.

Simply had no way to react.

By the time they realized something was wrong, those silver needles had already pierced into their bodies.

The next moment, the pupils of these people dilated violently.

Blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, but this blood was a strange black color.

Er Mazi raised his head in surprise, only to find that his former partners had all fallen to the ground with ferocious expressions.

"Fatty, what happened to you all?"

He could not help but walk toward those partners again.

Zhang Liang also pulled Fusu and prepared to escape quickly when those needles were shot over.

But under the cover of the night, the silver needles were too dense; even though he escaped quickly, he still did not escape.

Several silver needles pierced into Fusu's legs.

And some silver needles pierced into Zhang Liang's back position.

Just as the silver needles entered his body, Zhang Liang immediately realized something was wrong.

He directly stopped the flow of internal energy, and then sealed his own energy without mercy.

He also used the same method to seal the toxins within Fusu's body, letting these toxins only concentrate in his legs.

After doing all this, cold sweat actually seeped out from Zhang Liang's forehead.

These people actually had such a lethal weapon.

If this weapon were used on the battlefield, he feared that in an instant, thousands of soldiers would lose their lives.

Fusu only felt his legs immediately stiffen, and then he was unable to move.

His complexion immediately became ugly.

"What is this thing?"

"If my guess is correct, this kind of craftsmanship can only be created by the Mohist School."

"But the philosophy of the Mohist School makes it absolutely impossible to create such a terrifying weapon."

"So these silver needles installed inside were definitely designed by someone else."

Zhang Liang also said with a gloomy face.

The craftsmanship of this weapon was extremely ingenious, and only the Mohist people could design it.

Could it be that the Mohist people also had a relationship with the people behind this group of men in black?

"Hmph."

"How is the taste of my Rainstorm Needles?"

That group of men in black crawled up from the ground again, and then their eyes watched Zhang Liang and Fusu.

Now, the only ones who could survive on the entire field were probably just these few people.

The only one who did not suffer any harm was Er Mazi, who was lying on the ground supporting Shi Feng.

Er Mazi had already noticed the situation on the field at this time.

He did not expect that his former companions, his former enemies, had all died.

Everyone had a look of horror, their eyes wide open, and there was even a look of unwillingness on their faces.

"How is this possible?"

On Er Mazi's face, a look of horror also appeared.

It was in an instant.

In an instant, so many people lost their lives.

Just how terrifying was this weapon?

"I will not let you harm the Young Master."

Feeling the gaze of these men in black, Er Mazi hurriedly picked up a long sword from the ground and stood in front of Fusu.

Fusu, who was sitting on the ground, could see clearly.

The person before him, although standing firmly in front of him.

But his legs were trembling slightly.

No one could not fear death.

The group of men in black before him had powerful strength; clearly, facing them, he would definitely have ten deaths and no life.

Er Mazi himself also clearly knew this point.

But he had promised the boss to protect the Young Master.

He absolutely could not let the Young Master suffer any harm before his eyes.

Although he knew that with his strength, he simply could not protect the Young Master.

Then he could only let himself die before the Young Master.

The boss died, Fatty also died, and the companions all died.

He was still alive.

What was the point of this?

For this small fry before them, this group of men in black did not take him into their eyes at all.

The long sword in the hand of the man in black on the outermost side flew out.

Aiming directly at Er Mazi's face.

Er Mazi looked at the long sword flying toward him with horror.

And then, in extreme despair, he directly closed his eyes.

Just when he thought he was waiting for the arrival of death, a crisp sound rang out before him.

"Wanting to kill someone before me, did you get my permission?"

A figure appeared on the tree above their heads.

Whether it was Er Mazi, or Fusu and Zhang Liang, the three of them could not help but look up.

A trace of vigilance appeared on Zhang Liang's face.

Because from beginning to end, he did not feel the existence of this person at all.

He did not know at all when this person appeared above their heads.

If this person also wanted to come over to kill them,

he feared that in a situation where he could not feel it at all, their lives would already be lost.