The black shadow slid over the roof in the distance, jumping around, and from a distance it looked like a small black dot. The assassin was good at night, but it was not easy at first glance. But it was obvious that this had nothing to do with Tang Feifan, but Tang Feifan was idle recently and was worried that no one would practice. If he could run into a fight, it would be better. It would be just right to test his recent achievements in practice.

The reason why he concluded that the man was an assassin was entirely because the latter's quick and neat actions and agile skills seemed to have been trained. Even if the man in black ran fast, Tang Feifan could still easily keep up and maintain a very safe distance.

Until the man in black stopped, he still couldn't find anyone behind him. Tang Feifan was not surprised or happy at all. In his opinion, the assassin was a fledgling man, and his phantom mystery step was becoming more and more successful under the training of more than ten days. He could truly land silently. Not to mention being far away, even if he passed by behind him, he might not be able to detect it.

There was a drunken guy walking on the dark street. Because he was quiet enough, his voice could be heard. The man in black was lying on a roof slanted in front of the drunkard, motionless, like a dead object, with only those eyes staring at the drunkard.

"In theory, behind such a novice assassin, there must be an experienced guy following him." Tang Feifan was far away, and was enough to observe the little assassin's every move. He did not act rashly, but searched around.

"Assuming that he is as strong as me, he must be within this range." Tang Feifan thought so, his eyes scanning the surroundings almost inch by inch.

The little assassin took action, his figure was very fast and shot out like an arrow. I'm afraid the drunk man had no chance to react at all. Tang Feifan wanted to keep up, but suddenly felt a little cold light behind him, causing his hair to swell up and his heart was extremely palpitations. However, Tang Feifan was not panic, and he used force under his feet and almost flew out.

The hidden weapon fell on the roof behind him, making a crisp sound. Tang Feifan successfully avoided the attack. He saw his ears move and capture the faint sound of wind. He shot out a blood-transforming dart with his hand, which was extremely fast.

Immediately afterwards, a dull sound came out, followed by the sound of footsteps of a sudden. Tang Feifan stood still and saw a man in black standing not far away. Judging from his standing posture, he was injured, but he endured his injuries.

In fact, if you miss a hit, you should have escaped far away, but it was very unlucky. He was injured and dragged his body and couldn't run far. It would be better to save your physical strength as much as possible and fight hard. The best result is to die together.

It can be seen that he was tense. As long as Tang Feifan showed a little flaw, he would rush over at all costs. His decisive and murderous eyes were locked on Tang Feifan.

Tang Feifan was not very nervous. Now that the assassin was injured, he was no longer his opponent. He looked at the black iron-like thing on the ground and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It turned out that this hidden weapon was not unique to my family. But it was obvious that compared with the one in Tang Feifan's hands, that hidden weapon was like shoddy, and there was also a huge difference between the person who launched the hidden weapon.

"Where are you?" Tang Feifan asked lightly.

The assassin did not answer Tang Feifan's words, and it seemed as if he had not heard it.

"I don't have much patience. After all, I'm not sure which killer organization you belong to. I don't know whether to kill or not."

"What do you want to do?" The assassin finally spoke, his voice deliberately concealed.

"I want to ask you what you want to do? We don't miss the river water. I look at mine, you look at yours." Tang Feifan said.

"Go to die!"

The assassin suddenly rushed over, and the movement and stillness changed extremely suddenly, and he was worthy of being an old assassin. In fact, in order to create an illusion of having a chance, Tang Feifan deliberately got closer to the assassin, just at the farthest distance of his attack. At this time, the assassin exploded and rushed to Tang Feifan almost in the blink of an eye. His right hand took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it out.

As an assassin, sneak attack behind the scenes is the most likely move. Even the sneak attack behind the scenes just now was a dream to make a breakthrough from the front.

Tang Feifan accurately captured the assassin's actions and had insight into all his intentions. One hand held his arm and the other hand was instantly printed on his chest.

Almost in an instant, the assassin's eyes glared, his whole body became soft, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth, and his heart was broken by Tang Feifan.

As soon as Tang Feifan let go, the assassin's body fell softly to the ground. In fact, the assassin's physical fitness is good, strong, and fast, but after all, he is a physical body and has almost no resistance to the means of true qi.

Apart from clothes and weapons, there was nothing that could prove his identity. Tang Feifan looked at the cold hidden weapon in his hand. It was from the assassin, so he took a look and threw it on the ground. This kind of garbage is not worth his study.

Later, Tang Feifan arrived on the street before, a corpse lay quietly there, blood still flowing all over the ground, the deceased's eyes were wide open, full of panic and anger.

Tang Feifan checked and found that there were many wounds on the man's body and flesh and blood in the cracks of his fingernails. It seemed that this guy would not die immediately, but had a fight with the assassin. Unexpectedly, this drunk man could still fight the assassin head-on. Maybe this guy is powerful, but Tang Feifan is more inclined to the assassin's ability.

"I hope I didn't mess up anything." Tang Feifan escaped into the darkness with such hope and soon returned to his home.

The night passed quickly, and the quiet morning was awakened by screams. The people from the city garrison soon came and surrounded the scene. Bruce had a headache. He died frequently in the past few days, and two more died that night, one obviously looked like an assassin, and the other could not recognize his identity immediately.

Lacey is here, still sexy and hot.

"Have you been trained?" Tang Feifan stood on the balcony with his hands on his back.

"What?" Laixi was stunned for a moment, not sure what Tang Feifan meant.

"I see that your assassination skills were not learned by yourself, right?" Tang Feifan asked with a smile.

"What does this have to do with you?" Lacey's face turned cold, "I chose to refuse to answer."

"It doesn't matter, you have told me the correct answer." Tang Feifan shrugged, "What are you doing today?"

"You..." Laixi was stunned again. In the past, although she was not happy when she came, she would definitely throw her onto the bed. But today seemed a little different.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!