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Chapter three hundred and eighty second equal footing(2/2)

Although he was going after Li Meng, his real target was always on Shen Feng.

Therefore, the moment Shen Feng passed him and grabbed Li Meng, the silver needle in his hand had already stabbed Shen Feng.

Shen Feng had no time to dodge and couldn't hold Zhang Han.

Shen Feng's move was to ensure that Li Meng was not in danger. If his attempt to capture Zhang Han failed, then Li Meng would have completely fallen into Zhang Han's hands, and he would not gamble.

Cang Hai, on the other hand, was obviously very smart and had already retreated fifty meters away. It was impossible for Shen Feng to capture Cang Hai as a bargaining chip.

When Zhang Han's hand stabbed Shen Feng, who was less than two meters away, the latter also saw it, and Li Meng also saw it.

The two people's expressions changed drastically at the same time.

"husband!"

"Go to hell!" Zhang Han's hand stabbed Shen Feng's body without hesitation.

Shen Feng's acuity was very strong. He knew that he could not avoid this shot. At such a close distance, he would definitely get hit by this shot.

But when the needle reached him, he subconsciously blocked Li Meng.

Li Meng, absolutely nothing can happen.

No sound was heard as the silver needle entered Shen Feng's body.

At the same time, Zhang Han suddenly retreated and looked happy.

He didn't expect Shen Feng to have such skills, so he was a little excited when he inserted the silver needle into Shen Feng's body.

On his ordinary cheek, there was a smile, which seemed to be a very strange feeling. This smile seemed a bit sinister.

But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

Because when Shen Feng was stabbed, the silver needle in his hand was suddenly thrown out by him.
Chapter completed!
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