A dark shadow flashed outside the window, but he didn't come in. He just made a gesture with his hand.
The people in the room nodded in understanding, turned their hands, and held a pair of daggers with a cold light shining in their hands.
He walked gently to the bed, picked up the cloth as fast as lightning, and the two daggers flashed a cold light under the dim yellow oil lamp, and stabbed into the bed fiercely and quickly.
The sharp dagger cut into the quilt with a "puff" without any resistance. The visitor frowned fiercely. No, it felt wrong when he started it. The bottom part was fake.
There is still quilt inside!
The man's eyes suddenly widened, his wrists instantly exerted force, and he twisted them hard. The quilt on the bed was immediately stirred into pieces, and it was as empty as a wild field underneath.
Zhu Biao, who was standing on the rafter, saw his brows jump!
You don’t want to kill yourself!
Just now, the dagger was crossed and stabbed towards the middle of the bed, obviously leaving a hand behind.
The time went back more than an hour ago. Before going to bed, Zhu Biao looked quite tired. He was anxious to practice the "Hunyuan Gong". Unfortunately, his understanding was too low and he couldn't get into it in such a short time. However, a lot of energy was consumed rapidly.
When he went to bed, his mind was groggy. Zhu Biao wanted to go to bed quickly. But he was careful and he didn't dare to sleep without any precautions. If someone did a job for him, wouldn't it be a loss?
After taking two sips of herbal tea to cheer him up, Zhu Biao spread out the quilt on the bed, rolled it up into a human body, and took out another quilt from the cabinet to cover it. He half-covered the bedside curtain and turned the oil lamp to
Minimum brightness. Then, he tipped over a chair in front of the bed and threw his coat on it.
Naturally, the shoes are also made to look like they are, one is standing upright and the other is tilted.
Only then did he clapped his hands with satisfaction. Then he looked up at the beams, and luckily, he jumped up and landed under the beams like a gliding bird. He stretched out his hands to clasp the beams, and flipped them over lightly.
Go up.
The long sword was placed within easy reach. He quickly fell asleep until he was awakened just now!
The man's fierceness lasted only a moment. After passing by, he immediately put the dagger back in his chest and jumped to the oil lamp. His eyes were looking around the house with a look of nervousness on his face!
Outside the window, a low and impatient voice came: "Old Liu, have you finished it? Hurry..."
In front of Zhu Biao, Lao Liu was on guard like a night owl, and said in a hoarse voice: "Lao Gu, I don't have the idea." There was indescribable frustration in his voice.
The man outside was quite surprised. His voice was choked, and then he snorted and moved closer.
This is a strong and strong yellow-faced man!
The big yellow-faced man remained silent, looking at the pieces of quilt on the bed that had been stirred up. He suddenly grabbed it with a lunge, raised his hands, and with a "puff" sound, the two flying knives sank into the bottom of the bed.
Zhu Biao looked funny on the beam, so these two guys didn't look up. Just when he was about to taunt them, he looked down at the yellow-faced man under the bed. They saw four dazzling eyes.
A cold light suddenly hit his front door.
"Has he been discovered?" Zhu Biao was shocked. All his previous thoughts were forgotten. He slipped and quickly fell from the beam. He unsheathed his sword without even landing, and made two "clang clang" sounds.
The crisp sound caught the dagger that Lao Liu had struck instantly.
Looking at the two people with wary expressions in front of him, Zhu Biao secretly warned himself that he must not be careless or arrogant. Now, he is looking down on others too much.
"Who do you belong to?" Zhu Biao did not take action immediately, because these two people may not have come to kill him, and it would not be too late to do so. Lao Liu and Lao Gu are both third-rate in skills, Zhu Biao held his own "
With the "Yinfeng Three Life Sword" in my body, I am not afraid at all.
The two looked at each other, with a bitter look on their faces.
"It doesn't matter where we came from, I just want to let you get some blood anyway-" Lao Gu, the yellow-faced man, said seriously.
Of course, they had no intention of fighting Zhu Biao, but since they had received the order when they came, they still had to complete it. If covert tactics didn't work, they would use overt tactics. Anyway, the two of them couldn't believe that they couldn't defeat a half-year-old child.
"Let me bleed?? You have to wait until you are destined to say this -"
Zhu Biao smiled coldly, tapped his toes on the ground, and while his figure was flashing, his long sword turned into a handful of cold flame fireworks, shrouding the two opponents with dots of stars.
The big yellow-faced man roared, his eyes widened, and he used both hands to shoot out twelve flying knives. In a flash, they were divided into four parts, up, down, left, and right, and flew out. The distance was so close, and the force was so strong
It was so fierce that it was already in front of Zhu Biao almost as soon as it left his hand!
Zhu Biao's body suddenly shrank down as he was rushing forward, and he slid out three steps without leaving a trace, almost touching the ground. The three-foot long sword flew up against his elbow, and with a "swish" sound, three bright sword flowers appeared.
, sparkling and dazzling under the moonlight.
The silver light flickered in the room, and the figure carried the wind. Old Liu stood in front of the yellow-faced man without any hesitation, and a pair of daggers in his hands flew around. Amidst a clanging sound, the two men in the battle shot towards each other respectively.
The next column.
The space in the guest room was too small. Zhu Biao stomped on his heels. As soon as the person left the room, he jumped up again and was immediately in front of the two of them.
The yellow-faced man also knew that flying knives were of little use. Seeing this, he put his hands in his arms and put on his gloves when he showed them again.
His boxing skills are just like his body, strong, powerful and menacing.
Seeing Zhu Biao coming towards him, he punched him.
"Haha——" Zhu Biao laughed loudly during the attack, fighting head-on with head-on blows. He was happiest, and the "Dark Wind Three Life Sword" was activated immediately.
A starry sword light was like a dragon entering the sea, rushing straight down, and in an instant it hit the menacing punch of the yellow-faced man.
There was no doubt about the result. The big man's punch fell apart under the sword light as if it were an illusion, and he couldn't resist for a moment at all.
"Lao Gu——"
The two daggers met the other two sword lights. The moment they met, Lao Liu's whole body was struck by lightning, and two unstoppable torrents rushed into his meridians.
"puff--"
Blood spurted out, and Lao Liu flew out like a broken doll, hitting the wall hard, causing stripes and cracks to instantly appear on the white wall.
"Hehe, hehe..." A relaxed laugh flowed from Zhu Biao's mouth, looking down at the two people who looked ashen.
Lao Gu had soybean-sized sweat dripping down his head. His right arm was broken into four pieces. The broken bone penetrated the flesh with great force. The rolled flesh was stained with white fat and red.
It's horrible to see. The white bones are exposed with red blood stains, which is horrifying and even more painful.
His yellow face turned purple, his facial features were extremely distorted, his whole body was trembling, and he could hardly even stand still.
