When they ran to the side of the fair, Yang Yuhai and Zhou Ming stopped and turned back to stand in front of the group of black-clothed men who were chasing them relentlessly.
The leading man in black sneered at Yang Yuhai and Zhou Ming. "You two brats are running pretty fast. Why don't you run now? I'll see you off."
"There are too many enemies. Let's hide some of our strength and let them underestimate us. We'll defeat them one by one," Yang Yuhai said to Zhou Ming in a low voice.
"Okay, no problem. I'll split it. Five for each." Zhou Ming had the same idea.
"Let's go, brothers." The leader of the black-dressed men called out to the group of black-dressed men and surrounded Yang Yuhai and Zhou Ming.
"Oh no, Yang Yuhai suddenly felt that the energy he absorbed yesterday was weakening
