Surrender?
Came to rob me, and think that surrendering would solve everything!
Zhou Heng ignored it, the Black Sword danced even more fiercely, sending shockwaves through Wang Yun's body, making him numb all over, unable to catch his breath, and got punched squarely in the face by Zhou Heng.
Bang bang bang bang, Zhou Heng put away the Black Sword, treating the opponent like a wooden stake, beating Wang Yun until his face was swollen and bruised like a pig head, only then did he feel satisfied and stop. The opponent never intended to kill, so Zhou Heng showed mercy and only gave him a good beating.
"Be more cautious in the future, don't provoke me again, or you'll get it worse next time!" Zhou Heng leaped and chased after the Black Donkey and Little Fire. This place was littered with treasures; there was no time to waste on irrelevant people.
Because Little Fire kept sniffing around as it walked, they moved at a slow pace, allowing Zhou Heng to catch up to them quickly.
