"Second Brother!"
Zhang Long's voice, tinged with sorrow, roared out, and as Hong Xicheng looked ahead, he saw the scene and his face was suddenly filled with surprise.
It turned out to be the two protectors wearing the terrifying ghost masks with red faces and tusks. Their strength was terrifying; one covered, and the other charged, they had already reached the middle of the crowd, clashing with Zhang Long and his group.
As the formation scattered, Zhang Long and the subordinate bureau officials had long taken their men to fight their own battles, leaving only him, his brother Zhang Hu, and dozens of County Guard Army soldiers in his area.
The two protectors had been besieging the Zhang brothers, but dozens of County Guard Army soldiers fiercely guarded Zhang Long, preventing them from succeeding, so they shifted their target to Zhang Hu.
