"I'm not some street fighter, why should I talk about martial ethics!"
Dragon Guards sneered, looking at the burly man on the ground with disdain. He was a battlefield veteran; on the battlefield, the first priority is survival, and dealing with enemies naturally requires using any means necessary.
Talk about martial ethics?
Haha.
The people he brought weren't street thugs, easy to defeat.
At the same time, similar events were unfolding in different places. Leng Feng brought some people, along with several skilled men summoned from various places, scions of the old Ge Family, forming multiple groups to act. Then, upon succeeding in their actions, they were ambushed.
"Here's the opponent's cellphone."
Dragon Guards took the phone handed to him, still functional, and used the opponent's face to unlock it, flipping through the messages briefly.
"Huh."
