898: C898 Are You Mistaken

C898 Are You Mistaken

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Zhou Hao had just turned around and ran for a short distance when a shocking sound came from behind him.

He couldn't help but look back and saw that Lee Dazui had already cut the few Killer of Prison Palace into seven or eight pieces.

He regretted it and didn't dare to stop. He ran even faster.

He lowered his eyes to look at Di who was still in his arms. She was still unconscious. Otherwise, if she saw her Uncle Uncle Dazui die, she would definitely be heartbroken. She would definitely go back and fight those people from the Prison Palace to the death.

Zhou Hao tried his best to escape, but he felt a wave of killing intent from behind him. It was like a ferocious Vicious Beast was chasing after him. It was more like the Vicious Beast had opened its big mouth and was about to swallow him.

This feeling was really soul-stirring.

However, in the next moment, he stopped.

Looking around, he had already been caught up by the killers from the Prison Palace, and was tightly surrounded by them.

The men from the Prison Palace weren't in a hurry to attack. The leading man with red phoenix eyes was sizing up Zhou Hao, and he revealed a look of pleasant surprise.

He said, "What a coincidence! How could I catch you just like that?"

As he spoke, he looked a little unconfident, as if he was doubting whether this Di was Zhou Hao or not.

The other assassins were also surprised.

Another assassin said, "This is really killing two birds with one stone!"

Zhou Hao heard what these guys said and was really confused.

What exactly is the situation now? Could it be that they recognize me?

When he thought of this, he suddenly remembered that when he first came to Haotian Realm, he had been mistaken by the people of Prison Palace.

Until now, he still couldn't forget that time. For some unknown reason, he was pestered by the people of Prison Palace. They even said that the person they were looking for was him. Fortunately, Yang Ge was there to save him, otherwise, he would have died.

At this moment, he was surrounded by the people of Prison Palace. He thought to himself, could it be that the people of Prison Palace had mistaken him for someone else just like the previous batch?

Therefore, he shouted, "You have mistaken me for someone else. I am not the person you are looking for. Are your eyes really that blind?"

He was even starting to get anxious.

"It's you, there's no need to quibble!" The people from the Prison Palace shouted.

They all had resolute expressions on their faces. It didn't seem like they were mistaken.

Even if they didn't recognize the wrong person, how did Zhou Hao offend them?

This was the first time Zhou Hao had returned to Haotian Realm. He had never offended anyone from the Prison Palace before. What kind of grudge was this?

He almost wanted to scold someone.

The leader of the Prison Palace didn't want to waste any more time with Zhou Hao. He immediately ordered the arrest team, "Don't waste your time. Arrest all of them and bring them back!"

The rest of the assassins agreed and immediately attacked to capture Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao resisted with all his might. Of course, he couldn't let the enemy capture him like a fool!

He took out the Heaven Cutting Blade, held the saber in one hand, and held Di with the other. He thought of the people from the Prison Palace and shouted, "Capture us and bring us back! You wish!"2

"Don't tell me you want to resist?" Killer of Prison Palace sneered.

Zhou Hao gritted his teeth and said decisively, "If I can't beat you, then I will kill myself. I will not let you bring me back alive!"

"Humph! Humph!"

The people of Prison Palace burst into laughter and said, "Then I'll ask you to kill yourself as soon as possible. After all, you will all die if you go back."

"Pui! You guys are really detestable!"

Zhou Hao spat and shouted in a very unpleasant manner, "Did I tear down your ancestral grave or steal your women? Why are you all staring at me like that?!"

He cursed out loudly, and an unknown flame burned in his heart.

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