She doesn't want to pretend anymore

In fact, Sun Pang just wanted to practice.

He had been tracking down the people from Organization X for a while and was exhausted and annoyed by them.

Every one of the people in Organization X is an enemy!

Soon, Fat Sun started fighting with the archers.

However, the fight between these two people is not as exciting as that between Yan Zhan and Pang Tong.

Pang Tong had the advantage in strength, while Yan Zhan, relying on his agility, was able to avoid Pang Tong's attacks every time.

After just a moment, Pang Tong was exhausted and needed to replenish his energy.

And Yan Zhan?

For him who has been training for many years, this is just a warm-up.

The two men fought back and forth. Yan Zhan took advantage of the other party's opportunity to catch his breath, jumped up, clamped the other party's head with his legs and tripped him to the ground. Then he punched Pang Tong in the nose, causing stars to appear in his eyes, his nose to break, and blood to flow.

This is the price they pay for taking Manshu as a hostage!

Pang Tong collapsed on the ground, like a dead dog, unable to move.

"Third Master, help me!" Fatty Sun, who was helping Yan Zhan to restrain the archers, finally cried for help.

Yan Zhan threw a flying knife from his waist, and the archer dodged it and had to give up chasing Sun Pang.

This Fatty Sun is like a slippery loach. He can’t kill you, but he can make you sick.

After dealing with Pang Tong, the one with the highest combat power, Yan Zhan went towards the archer.

The archer knew he had no way to escape, so he ruthlessly attacked Yan Zhan with his uninjured hand.

Yan Zhan subdued him in a few moves, pressed him hard to the ground, and broke his wrists.

"what--"

The archers' screams resounded through the sky.

As a shooter, losing his hand is absolutely a cruel thing.

"Yan Zhan, you will not die well. The organization will avenge us!"

Yan Zhan wiped the blood off his hands with a tissue and stuffed the tissue into the archer's shirt pocket: "Well, what did you say?"

"The organization will avenge us. You have been targeted by the organization for a long time. There is no way you can escape from their clutches. There is nothing they cannot get!"

Perhaps the broken wrist was so unforgettable that the archer began to speak without thinking.

Yan Zhan's lips were cold and sarcastic: "Do you think I'm afraid?"

The archer looked at him with disdain, and there was even more resentment in his eyes: "The organization does not want your life, but just wants..."

Before he could finish his words, his whole body exploded into a pulp.

Pang Tong was also killed in the explosion with him.

Yan Zhan's body was covered in blood, and his frown was so tight that it could kill a fly.

In addition, two armed killers were also captured by Tong Yan.

When Tong Yan discovered the situation on Yan Zhan's side, his eyes widened, but he couldn't say a word.

The horrific scene before our eyes already demonstrated the cruelty of that organization.

It was like someone had placed a ban on them. If they violated it, the micro-bombs buried in their bodies would be immediately detonated.

"This X organization!" Tong Yan looked at the two people whose bodies were gone and kicked the car next to them.

He was so angry that he was fuming.

After spending so much energy and finally catching someone, he turned into meat paste in an instant. Was his whole night of hard work in vain?

Not only Tong Yan was unhappy, Yan Zhan was not happy either.

His face was as dark as water.

It wasn't because his hard work for the whole night was wasted, but because these two people sprayed blood all over his body, which made him inexplicably sick.

Yan Zhan didn't even dare to look at Manshu, as he didn't want her to see him in his current state.

Fortunately, from Manshu's perspective, he could not see the explosion just now.

Fat Sun got into the car as if nothing had happened and offered to take Manshu home.

"Where's Third Uncle? Isn't he going back with us?"

Fatty Sun thought of the gloomy expression of the Third Master, and that...

He suppressed his smile and said, "Third Master still has follow-up matters to deal with, so arrange for us to send you home first."

"Sister Manshu, you can't be stubborn this time. The Third Master is in a bad mood right now."