The man in the front was playing with two knives in his hands. He squinted at Cha Qingluo and said,"heh, Who are we? we're the ones who killed you. Now that we've caught you, you can only wait for your death!"
As he spoke, those people started to attack. So many of them rushed up at once, and the knives in their hands were about to stab Cha zhengjian's chest.
Some of them stabbed at Cha zhengjian's face with their knives, while others hit him with their iron rods.
Some of them came to kill Cha Qing Luo.
Cha Qing Luo's expression changed. These people were obviously not ordinary, and their moves were ruthless.
"Dad, be careful!"
With that, Cha Qing Luo stepped forward and was about to help her father.
Cha zhengjian was also very skilled, but he had suffered many injuries over the years and was getting on in years, so his movements were a little slow.
Cha Qing Luo quickly jumped up and nimbly grabbed an iron bar, striking it back.
