Unlike Lin Fengjiao, Gufang was wearing a leather jacket adorned with various surgical knives, at least a dozen of them.
Gufang took one out and suddenly threw it towards Ye Guichen.
Swish!
The speed was so fast that it made a sound of cutting through the air.
Su Ze and Su Jiu'er saw this, and their faces changed drastically.
With just one move, they could feel that Gufang was a master of using knives.
"Looking at you, it seems you have no intention of surrendering." Ye Guichen smiled faintly, shook his head lightly, and made a grabbing motion in the air: "I've heard that the Faqiu Twins are good with knives. It seems the reputation is well-deserved. However, these knives for dissecting corpses are best used on the dead; they don't seem quite suitable for killing the living."
With those words, Ye Guichen had already grabbed the small knife and casually played with it for a bit.
Gufang's pupils constricted as he looked at Ye Guichen in disbelief: "You know a lot about us?"
