Chapter 390
At a distance of tens of meters, when the iron chain grabbed the roof, there was no sound at all.Countless killers dressed in black and wearing silver masks slid down the iron chain like bats, and landed silently on the roof and surrounding ground.

The leading man in black wore a ghostly silver mask, with a silver light like snow and a murderous look on his face.After landing on the roof, he slid down with a knife in his hand, and only heard a loud "crash", and the entire roof was overturned by the iron claws.The degree of its tyranny is far from comparable to that group of sneaky men in black before.

The rubble and dust from the roof fell towards the house when the roof was suddenly lifted, accompanied by countless black-clothed figures headed by ghost-faced men in black.

These killers with silver masks were all murderous, like demons from hell, pouring endless darkness into this not-so-small bedroom.

But as soon as they rushed in, the leader of the man in black twitched.

In the room, a group of black-clothed men with silver masks also appeared from nowhere, staring at them with red eyes, and the number of them was no less than theirs.

These black-clothed men with silver masks, who were almost exactly the same as their outfits and heads, all held swords in their hands, and they obviously came to assassinate them in the middle of the night.

Now that they jumped in from the roof with such domineering, powerful and fierce wrists, it could be seen from the eyes of each other that these people regarded them as the hidden guards of the Prince's Mansion.

The ghost-faced man in black was about to clarify, but the leader of the other man in black had already stabbed him with a sword at a very fast speed.The strong internal force and the swift speed caused the pupils of the leader of the man in black to constrict, and he retreated abruptly.

Just now, he flew back less than two meters, when a chill came from behind, the leader of the man in black was shocked, and immediately dodged to give up.Even though he had reacted quickly, the man in black behind still brushed past his skin, and a large piece of flesh and blood was torn apart by the sword.

The ghost-faced man in black was sweating profusely. If he hadn't evaded in time just now, what was hurt now is not the flesh, but the back of his heart.

The silver-faced man in black on the roof heard the noise in the room, and slid down from the top without thinking about it at all. Suddenly, a room that was not too small was filled with fifty or sixty men in black. The whole space was instantly stretched.

In order to avoid the fatal blows, the ghost-faced leader missed the best time for the remaining companions to retreat. After everyone entered the house, everyone was dumbfounded.

But the silver-faced men in black on the other side did not give them any surprise preparations, and rushed directly into the opponent's camp. In an instant, in a huge room, a wave of silver-faced men in black began to fight.

In the beginning, everyone could tell who was who, but after a few rounds, the silver-faced man in black, who was completely unclear about the target, started beating his own people.

The man in black with a ghost face was pale, his eyes were tearing apart as he watched everyone killing each other, but he himself fell in a corner and couldn't move.

I don't know what was rubbed on the opponent's sword. After only a moment after being injured, he felt his whole body was paralyzed, and he couldn't even move his mouth and tongue, let alone commit suicide.

It was also like this that he saw the opponent's flaws.Only then did I realize that this wave of people was definitely intentional, and the purpose of this wave of people was to get them arrested!
(End of this chapter)

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