165, Blinding method

In the pitch-black corridor, the air was as thick and unyielding as ink that would never dissolve.

Only Chen Ji's panting remained in the darkness, as he fumbled along the wall, stumbling forward. But this lengthy corridor seemed never-ending, without a finish.

The next moment, he heard the footsteps of pursuers behind him, urgent and foreboding.

In the darkness, someone shouted in a low voice, "The opponent is an executive officer, be wary of ambushes, use crossbows to clear the way!"

The sharp sound of cutting air approached, and Chen Ji, unable to see the angle of the crossbow arrows, instinctively pressed himself against the wall.

In the narrow corridor, four crossbow arrows whizzed past his chest and the tip of his nose. The last one unexpectedly embedded in his left shoulder.

Chen Ji grunted, a piercing pain surged, and he realized his arm was no longer able to lift.