After the two walked into the unit, with a "bang", the unit door behind them closed automatically.
"Welcome to hell!" A hazy and blunt voice floated over, hovering around the two of them, but didn't know where it started.
"Meditation!" Yang Duning yelled, and since Chen Qingqing behind him calmed down, he heard that this was the "phantom sound" in Fusang Ninjutsu. It was not aggressive, but it could make the opponent lose his vigilance and ignore the right. Observation around. Ninjas are good at hiding, and it is not easy to find their flaws even in the daytime. If you lose the correct judgment in the dark, it may be fatal.
Yang Duning didn't panic, stopped, raised the feeling to the highest level, and listened carefully. The door of each room on the five-story building was opened, and the dark environment made people's eyes useless.
This should have been sent by Shang Ren. Of course, it had no effect on him, but it had an effect on Chen Qingqing behind him.
The voice continued: "You dare to break into hell, do you know that you have lost your way?..." Along with some gloomy voices, some bloody smell began to come.
"Hmph, dare to shame the bugs! Come out!" Yang Duning yelled, having discovered that the smell of blood is only made of a special material, not from real blood at all. But the bloody smell of this imitation has a kind of ** effect. It seems that this Shangren is the descendant of the first sect.
No one answered, but some wailing and wailing sounds faintly came from time to time. It seems that many people are already heartbroken... It seems that they have entered the boundless hell, but they can't see the truth of hell clearly.
Perhaps these are meaningless to Yang Duning, but to Chen Qingqing behind him, they are already a little shaken. It seems that there is hell all around, and the suffering ghosts of all levels are about to shout loudly but the pain is intermittent...
She is trying hard to prevent herself from imagining the various aspects of hell, but sometimes not seeing is far more frightening than seeing, and illusions keep appearing.
Suddenly a gust of wind passed in front of her, and then a crisp sound of sword strikes sounded, awakening her from the illusion.
Yang Duning's voice came from her ears: "Qingqing, remember, these sounds and tastes are fake. Be careful of being attacked."
The attack of the ninja was blocked by Yang Duning, and suddenly disappeared into the boundless darkness.
If it weren't for Yang Duning's sudden instinct to discover just now, I'm afraid Chen Qingqing would be injured.
It is impossible for the other party to fight hard with oneself. They are ninjas, and they will definitely use all favorable circumstances to carry out assassinations, rather than face to face with you and me.
This is not a solution, the eyes lose their function in the dark, and the other party seems to be able to see at night. This can only be passively beaten! Yang Duning told himself that he must figure out a way to solve this dilemma.
Suddenly raised his hand instinctively, and the bullet hit the body of a samurai sword that had been chopped off! The opponent reacted quickly and immediately disappeared into the darkness, and Yang Duning's second shot hit the wall at the sound of it.
Intuition saved himself again.
With the dim light of the bullet ejecting the chamber, Yang Duning discovered that the other party's samurai sword was specially made, and did not have the luster of metal, but was dark and lacquered. This is more conducive to the assassination of the opponent in the dark.
If there is no intuition of this shot, it is estimated that the injury will be unavoidable.
Suddenly, Yang Duning remembered that when Gu Hai was with Awu, he closed his eyes and saw Awu's face clearly. Is it useful in this dark situation? Of course you have to give it a try.
Close your eyes and go directly to the gray space in your mind, trying to observe the situation around you.
This method has not been tested, except when it was first discovered.
In the gray space, a star-like light burst out suddenly, rushing straight out like a shock wave.
I saw it.
Yang Duning saw the stairs and Chen Qingqing behind him...
it works!
Yang Duning continued to expand the light forward and upward. Finally, behind the door of Room 201 on the second floor, a black figure was found.
The cold and ruthless eyes of the other party made Yang Duning a little shocked-this should be the endurance of the Fusang "Kamikaze Special Forces", and will never back down if it fails to achieve its goal. Now there can only be one result with them, kill them, or they will never die. .
Yang Duning retracted the dagger, stretched out his left hand and grabbed Chen Qingqing's right hand, and started walking upstairs.
The other party did not move. Of course Yang Duning remained silent, still making an expression that he could not give gifts in the dark, and kept pointing his gun in all directions, making the other party think that he was pointing indiscriminately when he could not see it.
Yang Duning was calculating, and when he noticed that the opponent's eyes flashed and he was about to explode the assassination slash, the muzzle hadn't pointed the opponent's forehead, and the finger had already pulled the trigger before that.
This is the "throw gun", also known as the "arc gun". It requires extremely fast techniques. The trigger is pulled when the target is not aimed, and the bullet is moved quickly by the gun itself when the bullet is running in the barrel. , Throw the bullet trajectory out a small arc, and then hit the target.
The pistol with a silencer made a soft "pounce" sound, and the bullet shot from the ninja's eyebrows exactly, spraying a pattern of brain plasma and blood on the wall behind his head.
Seeing the fading gaze of the opponent, Yang Duning grabbed the opponent's hand, took off the katana in his hand, and then slowly put the corpse on the ground silently.
Yang Duning let out a sigh of relief. He was gambling, betting that the other party would not waste his energy on a long-distance raid, but would shoot when he passed by the door of Room 201. Fortunately, the other party did exactly what he thought, so he was killed and died.
Chen Qingqing's left hand drew a word in the heart of Chen Qingqing's right hand. Chen Qingqing understood that the other party had already been killed, and now there were only four people left—there was one Shangren and three Zhongren.
Yang Duning is happy, it seems that today's task should be completed relatively easily. This breakthrough in practice really brought a cheat device.
Suddenly, a bone-marrow-like pain came from his mind, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"What's the matter?" Chen Qingqing was also happy for him just now, but was almost pulled down by him.
This sentence is exactly what Yang Duning wanted to ask. Entering his mind, Yang Duning was startled. The gray space had faded a lot, and the light that emerged from it had become faint. Now I understand, this thing is really fast to consume, and there is a sequelae-severe headache after using too much at a time.
Fortunately, the headache disappeared quickly. Yang Duning stood firm and squeezed Chen Qingqing's catkin to indicate that it was all right, and the two continued to move upwards.
Broken, it seems that this thing is not very reliable, you have to save some use, or you don't kill the enemy, and you will blow your head.
Then use it every other time, so as to save a little bit. During this period of time, the two killed two more Zhongnin, and now there is only one Shangnin and one Zhongnin.
Despite this, Yang Duning still found that the gray space is getting weaker and lighter, the light that is born is getting weaker and weaker, the visual distance is getting closer, the number of headaches is getting more and more, and the interval is getting closer and closer.
There is no way, only to be tough. Who told us to be a hero