That night, the Feng family members who were looking for other demons in Luyang City returned one after another, but found nothing.
This was what Doug expected.
The world in the simulation field is called Daqian, which occupies the most fertile Central Plains, and is surrounded by several small countries.
The combined population of these countries is over 80 million.
Now, there are only more than 600 players left in the simulation field.
More than 600 people dispersed among a population of more than 80 million are like raindrops falling into the sea, without even a single splash being splashed.
Even if the players will focus on sects or big cities, there are hundreds of thousands of people in Luyang City, and the Feng family can only send five or six people.
Five or six people were looking for an assessment contestant who was hiding in the huge Luyang City. After seizing the house, they looked exactly like the locals and had indigenous memories. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
If they bumped into a king, it was bad luck for them.
When no other demons were found, Feng Shiyi comforted them with a few words and sent them to rest.
Duge and others also took a break.
Several people's rooms are next to each other. Feng Yunjie is next to him, next to him is Du Ge, next to Du Ge is Wang San, and next to Wang San is Feng Shiyi.
Wang San was a new member, and Feng Shiyi was worried about him and feared that he would be alienated. He did not dare to tap his acupuncture points like before, so he could only rely on guarding to prevent him from escaping.
Several direct disciples who were looking for the demon slept in the rooms opposite, leaving two on duty.
With such strict protection, there is almost no chance that Wang San, who has no martial arts skills, could escape.
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Du Ge made his own plans, and the Feng family also made their own plans, but things in the world are unpredictable, and few things are completed smoothly and according to plan.
The accident happened that night.
In the middle of the night, while rushing and practicing, Duge, who was in a daze, was suddenly awakened by two short muffled sounds. Then, he heard slight but noisy footsteps and breathing outside and on the roof. .
His eyes suddenly widened and he turned over to sit up. What happened?
Classic scene from martial arts drama, night attack?
For them?
Doesn't this come too soon?
What went wrong?
In an instant, a series of questions flashed through Duge's mind. He quickly put on his clothes and took the sword and knife pouch on the bedside in his hand: "Second Master, enemy attack."
After shouting a warning, Doug suddenly held his breath.
The night was very dark, but with his heightened senses, his ability to see in the night was far beyond that of ordinary people. He could vaguely see a blowpipe piercing the window paper and reaching in.
The night attack with smoke is really a standard package!
Du Ge suddenly shouted, startling the other party, and the blowpipe suddenly retracted, but it was already too late, Du Ge flung his hand and threw the knife away.
He has not specifically practiced concealed weapons, but Du Ge does not need to hit the throat with a knife like Li Xunhuan.
At a distance of three to five meters, it is enough for the flying knife to hit someone. With Du Ge's current strength, as long as it hits, it will leave a hole in the body, and its lethality is not much worse than that of a pistol.
ah!
There was a scream, and blood stained the window lattice.
at the same time.
His whereabouts were exposed, and chaos suddenly broke out outside.
There was a loud crashing sound from the window next door, and Du Ge rushed into the corridor. Ignoring Feng Yunjie, he kicked open the door of Wang San's room and pushed in.
Wang San was not alert by Duge, and fell into a coma due to the smoke. At this time, he was being carried by a man in black on his shoulders and rushed towards the window.
Duge raised his hand and struck another flying knife.
The man in black was carrying Wang San and had his back to Duge. Moreover, he did not expect that someone would throw a concealed weapon in the dark. When he heard the sound of the wind, he had no time to dodge. The flying knife hit his back. He screamed and fell to the ground.
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Du Ge was about to go over to see Wang San's condition.
Suddenly the profile flashed.
He raised his hand and clicked on his profile.
There are no changes in other items, but there is one more item in the advanced skills:
Back Stab: You attack others from behind and gain a speed bonus. The higher the attribute, the greater the bonus ratio.
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Damn it?
Aren’t advanced skills the same thing that can be developed continuously?
Will new skills be born when conditions are met?
Duge was stunned for a moment, then became ecstatic. If he had known this, he would have stabbed someone from behind with a flying knife.
Although the thrust from the back limits the attack direction, it does not increase the attack power like the previous two purely auxiliary ones.
This skill is great!
Outside the window, someone heard the noise in the room and looked inside. Duge raised his hand and swung the knife at him. The man shrank his head and hid. He was obviously more skilled than the people in the room.
at this time.
It's all chaos outside.
Feng Shiyi's horrified voice came: "Iron Sand Palm? Are you from the Iron Palm Gang? The Feng family has no enmity against you, so why did they attack Xingyu Tower at night?"
"Quick victory, no one will be spared except the devil." Another strange voice came, and then, a torch was lit outside the window, lighting up the night.
Iron Palm Gang?
Demon?
Sure enough, he came for them. The Feng family is small and no one usually pays attention to it. If they were to be exposed, they wouldn't be exposed so quickly.
There is a mole!
Du Ge understood the reason instantly. He took two steps, picked up Wang San from the ground, pulled out the flying knife from the back of the man in black, and quickly exited the room.
Even though it was more dangerous outside, there was smoke in the room and he couldn't stay any longer. Although his senses were heightened, he still had to breathe. It was remarkable that he could hold it for so long.
Inn corridor.
Feng Shiyi's uncle and nephew, three heirs of the Feng family, and more than a dozen men in black were fighting with each other, struggling hard, and all of them were injured. The two heirs who were responsible for the night watch had already fallen into a pool of blood.
The opponent had a larger number of people and their martial arts skills were higher than those of the Feng family. With the exception of Feng Shiyi, the rest of the Feng family were basically being suppressed and beaten.
When Du Ge came out, another direct descendant of the Feng family screamed and died in the corridor.
The corridor was narrow, and a group of people were crowded together. Throwing a throwing knife could easily injure one of your own. Du Ge decisively threw Wang San to the ground, pulled out his long sword, aimed at the back of a man in black who was besieging Feng Yunjie, and stabbed him with his sword.
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The men in black were well-trained and cooperated well with each other. When the man in black next to him saw Duge drawing his sword, he withdrew from the battle circle and intercepted Duge for his partner.
But the stabbing speed in the back was too fast. As soon as he retreated, Duge was already behind his companion like a ghost, and stabbed him through with his long sword.
His eyes widened: "Master, there are experts."
Hearing this, the men in black who were besieging the others immediately separated into several groups and surrounded Duge, intending to get rid of him first.
Du Ge secretly cursed his bad luck, suddenly pulled out his long sword, looked at the men in black who were surrounding him, and said quickly: "You can't kill me, I am a demon, and I want to stay alive."
The men in black across from them seemed not to have expected that the other party would be so shameless, and were suddenly stunned on the spot.
One of the men in black glanced at Duge and said, "You are the devil. If you put down your sword, I will keep you alive."
Duge suddenly looked behind him, with a look of surprise on his face.
The man in black suddenly turned around, but there was no one behind him. He realized that he had been fooled and it was too late to turn back. He decisively jumped forward, but it was too late.
His heart ached, and the bright sword tip pierced through his chest. He only had time to say the word "despicable" before he collapsed to the ground and died without closing his eyes.
The backstab was successful, warmth spread throughout Duge's body, and his attributes improved bit by bit.
Seeing their companion being attacked and killed under their noses, the others were filled with grief and anger. They all raised their knives and slashed at Duge.
Du Ge drew his sword to block and said: "I am a demon, you can't kill me."
"What I killed was the devil." One of them said with red eyes.
"Don't be impulsive. If you kill me, your people will die in vain." Du Ge said, "After you go back, can the gang leader spare you?"
The offensive of several people suddenly stopped, and the weapons that were originally aimed at Duge's vitals were turned to his arms and legs, where they could not kill anyone, and the force was obviously much lighter.
It can't be hacked to death, it's the same with being hacked, so these people won't be fooled into stopping by Doug.
But fighting like this will inevitably tie up one's hands and feet, and make everyone feel extremely aggrieved.
Du Ge had an eye on the back of his head. He was already relaxed when he was besieged, but now the pressure was greatly reduced. He easily blocked the sword that was slashing at him, glanced at the crowd and said: "This is the right way. Killing and arresting people are two different things. Don't
Because of impulsiveness, the Iron Palm Gang's plan was ruined. The task was not completed at that time, and he was involved in it. It was not worth it. The dead have passed away, but the living have to continue to live. Everything has to be thought of in an open mind. The one on the left, wielding a knife
The range should be smaller, it doesn’t matter if you hurt me, don’t hurt your companions..."