The hands of Three Swords, Fan Yi, and the others were tied up, with the barrels of rifles pointing at them.
However, they did not panic. Occasionally, their eyes met, and they even smiled.
Everyone had their ears perked, listening to the commotion from over two hundred meters away, where Mosika was.
This reckless guy had let Yang Fei and Mad Blade go, and his bad luck was only a matter of time.
On the contrary, the guards watching over Fan Yi and the others were a bit puzzled.
These guys didn't seem frightened at all despite having guns pointed at their heads.
They were very different from the captives they had captured before.
At this moment, Mosika's voice pierced through the jungle, reaching everyone's ears through the loudspeaker.
He ordered all the guards to retreat immediately and withdraw to the Birch Forest two kilometers away.
All the guards were shocked to hear Mosika's order.
No one could understand the bizarre command.
