C626 Captive

It was as if they were wild chickens that had their heads buried in a pile of snow. These soldiers didn't even know how to retaliate; all of their butts were raised high into the air.

Ta ta …

A series of light footsteps could be heard. Duan Zhengde, who was also covering his head with his hands, couldn't help but raise his head and look at the pair of leather boots in front of him.

"Elder Duan