It's fine for me to be blind when I'm sick. How could I allow people to dive to such a close distance to discover the concealment and defense ability trained for many years with the Blood Buddha
With a creak, the window was slowly pushed open, and a person walked in calmly.
He was wearing an ordinary green robe and an ordinary mask. He was tall and tall, and he walked neatly and lightly, but without making a sound. Feng Zhiwei saw him walking over like that, and it was obvious that the other party was dressed in an ordinary way, but it felt like a black mass floated from the sky. The mist makes it impossible to see the hidden temperament.
Feng Zhiwei sat without moving, since the other party could bully her, no matter what she did, it would be useless.
The man looked at her deeply, standing there, the air around him seemed to be a bit colder, and there was a faint oppressive aura descending and permeating the air, making him unable to move.
"You're not bad." After a long while, he spoke, still with that slightly contrived hoarse voice, "Stable enough, it's really worthy."
The words were nonsensical, Feng Zhi smiled and said: "A distinguished guest is visiting late at night, what advice do you have? Why don't you sit down and talk in detail."
"I'm afraid you can't just sit on your stool." The man said indifferently, "I'm here to make a deal with you."
"oh?"
"The person you want to kill but can't." He said, "I'll do it."
Feng Zhiwei smiled again, "Why?"
The man raised his face, as if he was in deep thought, and the starlight shone into his eyes, which were a pair of gray lifeless eyes, as if the dusty years had already melted and dried, without any breath of life.
He said slowly: "I've thought about it for a long time, and I have to do something. It's not considered a compensation or a help. As long as you promise me one thing in the future."
"What's up."
"I can't say it now." He shook his head. "Anyway, don't worry, it's not harmful to you or anyone else."
Feng Zhiwei remained silent, and asked for a long time, "Why did you kill him?"
"As long as he is here." The man said calmly, "You will never succeed in your great career. Your relatives, friends, and everyone you care about will all die."
"That's my business. I'm asking why you killed him."
The man remained silent and did not answer.
"I can do this myself." Feng Zhiwei leaned back on the bed, turned her face and said, "Thank you for your kindness, please go back."
The man didn't speak, but still looked at her deeply. The window was half open, revealing the solemn and tense faces of the blood pagoda guards who surrounded the room. Falling silently.
"Just now I said you were good." The moment the butterfly landed, the man said calmly, "Now I think you will definitely lose."
"I just don't like to hand over life-or-death matters to a stranger with unknown background." Feng Zhi sneered slightly.
Although she was sneering, her heart felt cold because it was only at this moment that she was sure that the real number one in the world was not Gu Nanyi.
It was the person in front of me.
What kind of variables will the sudden appearance of such a person who looks like an enemy and a friend
The man seemed to be smiling, the mask moved slightly, and then his fingers suddenly flicked forward.
As soon as he moved, the guards of the Blood Buddha outside the window moved immediately, with a "crack", several long spears pierced through the wall without warning, piercing the man's back!
The moment her fingers popped out of the gun point, Feng Zhiwei slapped the bed board, the head of the bed suddenly folded, and a horizontal board was erected, and then she stepped back behind the horizontal board.
A series of movements happened at the same time as fast as lightning, but the man seemed to have known what Xuefutu would do. At the same time as he flicked his fingers, he lifted his left leg in the air and straddled it, and kicked his right leg silently.
His left leg straddled those spear points, and then without seeing him exert any force, those fine steel spear points seemed to be made of wax, and suddenly fell silently.
The right leg was kicked at the same time, and the horizontal board was shattered.
In the dust of sawdust, his fingers protruded like a few phantoms of light, and they pointed exactly at Feng Zhiwei's throat.
And the tip of the gun landed at this time.
A few movements are unremarkable, but extremely fast, accurate and timely, not like a human emergency response, but more like a well-trained intuition.
Feng Zhiwei sat on the bed without moving.
Even though they were still three feet away, the other party's finger strength was weak, her throat tightened, and her breath was suddenly suffocated.
When she was restrained, Xuefutu didn't dare to move any more. The leader of her guards had a look of bewilderment in his eyes. He thought that the guards were unparalleled in the world, but this person in front of him was as familiar with their moves as he was familiar with his own Chinese cabbage.
The window was half open, and the man stood in a corner of the bed and stretched out his fingers to pinch Feng Zhiwei's throat. From the angle outside the window, it was not easy to see his figure.
This person also seems to be used to hiding and not getting close to others, especially the scheming Feng Zhiwei.
He pinched Feng Zhiwei's throat, and slowly searched up and down the bed from the corners of his eyes, suddenly his eyes were fixed, and with a flick of the finger, Feng Zhiwei's pillow suddenly exploded.
With a few swooshes, a few small black arrows flew out of the exploded pillow, and they were about to hit Feng Zhiwei's vest who was immobile on the bed. Bounce the small arrow.
A few things fell out of the exploded pillow, the man smiled slightly, but he still didn't go to get it himself, but flicked his sleeves.
He flicked those things into Feng Zhiwei's palm, and Feng Zhiwei's expression changed.
This guy is too careful! Dodged the flying arrows, and worried about the poison on these things!
The man's sleeve moved slightly, and Feng Zhiwei's hand seemed to be controlled by a string, and slowly passed the thing in the palm.
The man bent down, looked carefully at her palm, and made sure that it was not poisonous. Then he gave a satisfied "um" and put the thing into his sleeve.
Those things, bits and pieces, kits, bamboo tubes, crystal fragments.
If Ning Cheng was here, he would probably be able to recognize it immediately. This is something Feng Zhiwei showed him when he was in the Jingweiwei prison.
The man took the things, nodded, and said, "Thank you for your cooperation."
Then he looked around, raised his foot, and stepped out through the back window. The back window was obviously very narrow, but his huge body passed through it so naturally, without even breaking the window paper. The guard slapped the knife horizontally, which is a wonderful way to keep the narrow window from coming in and out. The man took another quick step, and something hard in his sleeve met him fiercely, and the knife fell with a clang. Ten feet away.