At the O State checkpoint, two groups of people were gathered, the air thick with gunpowder. One side, with silver azalea crests embroidered on their shoulders, had guns loaded, aiming at the arrogant group opposite them.
Three large trucks were parked to the left, their doors open. Shortly, a tall man with long legs jumped out from the truck, his brow ridge deep-set, thick lips, and a high nose bridge, striding with an air of confidence.
He approached Ying Cenchuan, provocatively lifting Ying Cenchuan's chin and mockingly said, "Young Master Ying, your reinforcements have arrived just in time, but I don't know if your Military Guard's guns are faster or my knife is faster!"
Before he finished speaking, a dagger suddenly appeared in his palm, plunging straight towards Ying Cenchuan!
"Bang!"
A bullet suddenly flew from somewhere, bouncing off the man's gun and numbing his wrist.
