C857 Surround and Intercept Kill Each and Every One of Them

"Think you can run? Hmph! Since you've come, you might as well stay!"

Zhang Xing let out a cold laugh, his gaze locked on one of the assassins. In an instant, he vanished from Dragon Island, only to reappear behind the assassin. A glint of cold steel flashed as the kitchen knife silently pierced through the back of the assassin's head and out his mouth.

Without pausing