C162 A F*cking Cat

In the dark night, two small wooden planks appeared out of thin air. Not only did the guards not notice it, even Xi Jie and the others who were lying behind the big rocks did not notice it at all. They saw the guards' heads falling to the ground at almost the same time. The three of them gasped in shock.

If Yang Hsingchen was a long-distance throwing dart or poison arrow