"What would happen if I kill you? You deserve to die if you run into Master Feng!"
The third elderly man in black looked frustrated but thought it was only natural.
"Damn it! Since you've said so much, I might as well take one of you down with me before I die!"
Ao Cangsheng knew that reasoning with these powerful people was like playing a harp to a cow.
At this moment, his grip tightened again, and a pained moan escaped from the wind-struck Ya Liufeng.
Seeing this, the three elderly men in black opposite suddenly felt shocked and furious.
One of them raised his right hand, preparing to fight Ao Kangsheng directly, but was suddenly stopped by the elderly man in black in the middle.
"Master Feng is still in that child's hands. We can't act rashly!"
The elderly man in the middle whispered gently while pressing the person's arm.
Upon hearing this, the elderly man on the side snorted coldly, temporarily suppressing the anger in his heart.
