And Zhang Zhiying, behind the telescope, watched the scenes unfold with crystal clarity and depth.
Even for someone as composed as him, at this moment, his mouth couldn't help but open slightly from sheer astonishment.
If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, no, even having witnessed it, Zhang Zhiying still found it hard to believe that the three hundred men he brought with him,
the elites of the elites, fully armed, had all been taken down by Chen Wei alone, unarmed.
Was this some kind of joke?
It even gave Zhang Zhiying the feeling that he was watching a foreign sci-fi blockbuster.
Because in his view, such things should only exist in science fiction.
How could it be possible in reality?
After all, Zhang Zhiying, who thought himself strong, definitely couldn't do such a thing.
"It seems that this man is more difficult to deal with than we thought," his deputy remarked, putting down the telescope, equally shaken.
