Everyone felt like there was a big bell pressing in their hearts, making them unable to breathe.

I could only watch them getting closer and closer quietly, not daring to make any sound.

After a while.

As the fourteen canoes got closer and closer, Fu Lao felt despair and was about to give up the struggle.

Suddenly, he looked stunned, a little stunned.

It seems that the target is not us?

The next moment.

Fourteen light boats passed directly by the Sujialou ship without making any stop.

Fu Lao was so happy that he went from hell to heaven in an instant.

Great! Their target is really not our Su family!

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his body suddenly felt a little exhausted.

"Fu Lao, are these people strong men at the ninth level of physical training?"

The girl in the blue dress asked slowly, her voice a little dry and hoarse at this time.

"Yes! Thirteen of them are the Thirteen Thieves of Mangshan!"

"The Thirteen Thieves of Mang Mountain?" The girl was a little shocked, and then said: "Who can make them leave the boundary of Mang Mountain and come to Yanbo Lake!"

Fu Lao shook his head: "I don't know who has such power and eyes that can reach the sky, and can command them to run thousands of miles away."

"Well, Mr. Fu, who do you think the target of these thirteen people is? I can feel that they have a strong murderous intention!"

"I don't know! I can't think of anyone who is worthy of sending all thirteen of them out!"
Chapter completed!