Then, the spine on top of the skull slowly climbed onto her body. The empty eye sockets of the skull stared directly into her eyes, and the spine wrapped around her neck like a snake, tightening little by little.

…

The killer "Drill Rat" was hiding under the floor of the main room, curled up like a baby, and his entire size was actually reduced to the size of a basketball.

Although the gopher is not tall, he is not a dwarf either.

It is impossible for an average-sized adult man to shrink to the size of a basketball using soft skills such as "Bone Shrinking Kung Fu".

The gopher can shrink so small precisely because he is also a killer with a unique skill. His unique skill is this special physique that can shrink his body to the extreme.

At this moment, the gopher seemed to hear a slight noise coming from above the rafters.

This made him feel very unhappy:

Ghost Bride, are you a fucking veteran killer?

You can actually make a noise while lurking. Your reputation in the killer profession must be blown out of proportion, right?

Just when I was secretly despising the ghost bride who had been hiding for a long time and couldn't get home.

A sharp sword covered with cracks in the frosty white ice, like penetrating rotten cloth, pierced the floor silently, pierced the left rib of the gopher, and pierced his heart with incomparable accuracy.

"How can it be?"

The burrowing rat has a special physique, a high level, and very strong vitality. At this time, it has not completely lost its ability to think:

"I obviously didn't hear footsteps, the floor didn't vibrate at all, and I didn't feel any breath... Why did someone enter the main room and give me a sword? When did my perception become so slow?"

When the sword was slowly drawn out, the burrowing rat used the last bit of strength to open his eyes wide and stare upward through the gap in the floor, trying to see clearly who had given him the sword.

Then, he saw a bone hand.

A bony hand with slender finger bones, a small hand, and nothing below the wrist bone was holding a long sword, suspended in the air, and quietly floating toward the bedroom.

"I see……"

The gopher swallowed his last breath with satisfaction - it's not that I didn't have enough lurking skills, it's that my opponent was inhuman!

The gopher was stabbed to death by a sword, and the wound on his ribs was instantly frozen. No blood flowed out, and there was no trace of the smell of blood.

Obviously, Xiao Gu used the "Xuan Bing Sword" this time.

In the yard.

fish pond.

The living yaksha was quietly lurking in the mud at the bottom of the pond. Suddenly he felt his body tighten and the pressure around him suddenly increase. It seemed as if he was sinking into the deep sea quickly and would soon drown.

Huo Yaksha was shocked and wanted to struggle hard, but the surrounding fish pond water was like a rope, tightly restraining his hands and feet. No matter how he exploded with the power of a fifth-level warrior, he could only barely make a slight movement like an instinctive convulsion.

action.

And the internal energy he unleashed with all his strength quickly melted into the water of the fish pond, without causing even a slightly larger ripple.

The living yaksha instinctively opened his mouth wide again, trying to summon up his inner strength and scream, alerting other lurking killers and asking for help.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the fish pond water quickly poured into his mouth and nose, choking him into his trachea - it shouldn't have been like this. Huo Yaksha has a fifth-level cultivation level. With his internal strength, he can speak underwater and breathe.

It's not a problem. As long as the internal strength is not exhausted, it is impossible to choke the air pipe with water.

However, at this moment, the fish pond water was not only choking into his trachea, but it was actually pouring into his lungs continuously regardless of his internal force!

How can this be?

How could ordinary fish pond water be so powerful?

Before the suffocation passed, Huo Yaksha's mind was filled with incredible thoughts...

As time passes slowly.

One after another, the killers who were well-known in the underground world of the capital died silently in the "game" of the little monsters.

In fact, none of these killers are mediocre.

Many killers have records of successful cross-border assassinations.

But the premise is that no trace is exposed and the assassination is successfully launched at the most appropriate time.

If their signs were exposed in advance, their "seamless" ambush would turn into a death trap for themselves.

Those who were hiding on several rafters were strangled to death with skulls on their spines.

Those who were hiding under the floor or in the stove had their throats sealed with a sword before they could stretch their bodies.

Those who hid under the bed or in the closet were either stabbed to death through the closet door, or bumped into a cat that was sneaking under the bed with a rabbit in its mouth.

Killers target people.

No killer would react violently to a cat with a rabbit in its mouth.

Then the killers who kept their breath low, lost their lives in the cat and rabbit's "overreaction".

When the cat once again held the rabbit in its mouth, it jumped up to the tree in twos and twos, got into the dense canopy, and was hiding in the canopy. Its body was like a chameleon, and its ghostly shadow was completely integrated with the canopy without any reaction.

reaction.

I secretly praised the kitten's agility when carrying the rabbit up the tree, and continued to stay focused and lurk patiently.

Speaking of which, from beginning to end, he knew nothing about what happened in the house.

He was not even aware of what happened in the fish pond not far under the tree.

It's certainly not because he's an insensitive idiot.

In fact, if the ghost shadow dares to eat the killer's rice bowl, its perception is quite sharp.

However, those colleagues in the room are also senior professionals. They either possess special skills suitable for lurking, or they have practiced advanced breath gathering techniques such as "Turtle Breathing Technique". After lurking, they will not be able to

A trace of breath leaked out.

When the ghost shadow is lurking in the tree, even though he knows almost every pit where his colleagues are lurking, he can't detect a trace of their presence at all.

It felt like he was the only one who walked into the yard.

Since everyone hid their aura so well when they were alive and died silently, the ghost shadows would naturally not be able to detect the changes in the auras of their colleagues.

now.

The cat carrying the rabbit in its mouth came into the canopy of the tree and jumped onto the shoulder of the ghost shadow with its own "camouflage" like a chameleon.

Ghost Shadow didn't take it seriously, thinking that the kitten mistook his shoulder for a branch.

Then, the cat first put the little rabbit on his shoulder, and then put its little paws on his neck.

Ghost Shadow knew that cats had the habit of sharpening their claws, and thought that the kitten mistook his neck for a tree trunk and wanted to sharpen its claws on his neck.

He didn't take it seriously either.

It's just a kitten, how sharp can its claws be?

Let it grind.

If it can scratch my oily skin, it counts as powerful.

The ghost shadow thought leisurely, then he felt a chill on his neck, and then heard a burst of blood.

"It's over! The major blood vessel is broken!"

Guiying was startled and instinctively raised his hand to cover his neck, but found that the blood was flowing faster than he imagined. It felt as if there was a strong vortex formed by invisible airflow in the wound, which was pumping his blood out crazily.

With the rapid loss of physical strength, his hand was only half raised before it fell down with no strength.

As he was dying, two childish voices sounded in his ears:

"do you died?"

"He's about to die."

"Is this the last one?"

"No, there's still one soaking in the latrine."

"How disgusting, hiding in a place like that. Who is going to kill that person?"

"I'm not going anyway. Why not ask the little fish to go? It can swim."

"Little fish..."

Hearing this, Guiying finally took his last breath. When he died, his heart was still filled with horror - Damn, there is a monster in this house!

After the ghost shadow dies.

Cats, rabbits, small skeletons, and small fish all gathered in front of the toilet door.

【Who is going to kill that person?】

【Fish, fish can swim.】

【I refuse! Let’s go with the cat. 】

【Meow is not going.】

【Where to go with the rabbit?】

[Rabbit has mysophobia and will die!]

[Little Bones, you go? Anyway, you are just a skeleton. You have no sense of smell and no fur. It is easy to clean. 】

【No!】

【so what should I do now?】

[Cast a spell. Doesn’t that guy like soaking in the pit? Just cast a spell to melt him in it. 】

[What a great idea! Xiaogu helped me position him, and I transformed him with Tiansha Black Wind!]
To be continued...