"Not good, retreat!"
Ruan picked up and put down easily, immediately leading his men to retreat. They were in hiding now and couldn't afford to make a big scene.
As they retreated, Du Xiaosong naturally followed behind in pursuit.
Du Xiaosong couldn't let go, and Ruan quickly realized this worked to his advantage. When he reached the door, he whispered, "Prepare to counterattack, he looks like a pushover."
"Exactly!"
"Ruan..."
"Uh..."
Ruan turned his head, only to see all his brothers behind him lying in pools of blood. His rage surged within, almost causing him to fall headfirst.
"Quickly retreat!"
"It's him, it's him, or else the Captain wouldn't have died."
"Don't rush now, there will be plenty of opportunities later."
Ruan had brought eighteen men, but only took seven back, except for the two who left early.
The little fat man and Du Xiaosong chased them out, seeing corpses lying around, nearly scared out of their wits.
"These were all spies, here to kill Meng Ping."
