The old man widened his eyes, looking at Xiao Feng rushing towards him in disbelief, as if he never expected the other party to start fighting so abruptly.
Feeling the strong wind rushing towards him, the old man's pupils shrank, and his spine straightened instantly. He dodged to the side at an extremely fast speed, narrowly avoiding the choke.
"How did you discover it?" At this time, the old man's voice no longer sounded hoarse but was full of vigor, and he started speaking in Japanese.
"Do you really need to discover it?" Xiao Feng spread his hands: "The stench on you is unmistakable, even in a place full of garbage. No amount of disguise can cover it."
The old man's eyes showed obvious anger, hiding a murderous intent inside. He naturally didn't believe Xiao Feng's explanation.
In fact, Xiao Feng's ability to see through the disguise was thanks to his familiarity with the city of Jiangcheng.
