744: C744 Cut off Your Finger

C744 Cut off Your Finger

"When I go back, I will skin that bastard!"1

Ye Ziheng couldn't help but curse in his heart. He didn't even tell Ye Ziheng about such an important matter in advance, but he had already lured him into the remains. This old bastard was really cunning!

"Then let's return to the main camp now."

The black man and Ye Ziheng said, but Ye Ziheng seemed to have suddenly thought of something and looked at the black man.

"Are there any other Huaxia people in the base camp? What sect are they from?"

The black man nodded.

"We have two Huaxia people on our side, but we haven't asked which sect they are from. We're not familiar with them, so we don't communicate often."

When Ye Ziheng heard this, although these words didn't explicitly tell Ye Ziheng that the disciples of Heavenly Star Sect were in this base camp, they at least gave him a glimmer of hope.

After that, Ye Ziheng and the others walked towards the base camp together. They walked for twenty to thirty minutes and passed through two or three secret tunnels before entering the base camp.

The people in the base camp weren't surprised by Ye Ziheng's arrival, because there were often people from other base camps or scattered human teams coming here. As time passed, people got used to the days when a guy appeared out of nowhere every few days.

But even so, Ye Ziheng could still be seen in the eyes of a few white people. When they saw him and the black man standing together, they had a sarcastic expression on their faces.

"As expected, the yellow-skinned monkey and the yellow-skinned dog are both inferior."

The man deliberately spoke in a very low voice, as if he was trying to make Ye Ziheng and the others not hear him. However, Ye Ziheng's cultivation base had already reached the Seventh-grade Stage, and he had truly stepped into the world of martial arts. His five senses were many times stronger than before. When he heard the voice, he stopped in his tracks. He turned around and looked at the white man who had just spoken.

The white man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think Ye Ziheng had heard what he had just said. He was sure that Ye Ziheng wouldn't be able to hear such a small voice. He only thought that Ye Ziheng was a fool. He wanted to find him to pick a fight.

"Yellow Monkey, you better not use your little eyes to look at me. Otherwise, I will make you regret coming here."

The white man spoke in English. As soon as he spoke, a few good guys turned around and looked at Ye Ziheng. They looked like they were watching a show.

Ye Ziheng looked at him. He did not immediately scold or attack him. He just said calmly.

"You better clean your mouth."

The white man pretended not to hear him and looked at Ye Ziheng with a cold smile. He was still very arrogant.

"Oh, are you threatening me? What if I don't do it? I'm going to scold you, Yellow Monkey."

" Swoosh ~ "

As soon as the white man finished speaking, the sound of a sword was heard. The white men who were watching the show could not even laugh in the future. They could not laugh anymore.

With a flash of silver light, a few fingers of the white man flew out of his hand, and Ye Ziheng held a Longsword in his hand.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. They looked at Ye Ziheng in disbelief, and their hearts were filled with fear.

They didn't even see what Ye Ziheng did. They didn't even know when he attacked. Then, with a slash, the white man's finger was cut off!

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