How could such a cautious person leave the window unlocked when he went out? Jiang Yan adjusted his posture and sat on the edge of the window. He leaned against the window and just wanted to be alone and quiet.
"Hahahahahahahahaha, Jiang Yan, don't panic!"
Hank's clueless laughter came from the earphones, "As early as when I was designing this suit, I anticipated that this would happen! Open your pocket, there are tools in there specifically for
Open the window!"
Hearing this, Jiang Yan opened the tool bag, looked at the contents inside and was silent for a while, then asked:
"…cutting knife?"
"There's also a laser cutter, right next to it."
"...window-breaking hammer?"
"Sometimes this can be used to break open the entire window more efficiently."
"I won't ask you these two questions. Why is there a screwdriver in the bag?"
"Look over there and there's a hammer. You can use it to break the hinges of the window."
"Hammer, hammer, hammer!" Jiang Yan was furious. He was about to jump up and curse loudly before he realized that he was sitting next to the window. This jump might be life-threatening, so he had no choice but to give up. "That's it.
Isn’t there some damn way to avoid leaving traces? When the time comes, I will be the first to confess you when you are arrested!”
"Jiang, burp, 偊!" Jessica couldn't breathe evenly when she called his name, and burped slightly. She said anxiously, "Senior Razer has appeared in the field of vision!"
"Throw it away!" Jiang Yan quickly turned around and grabbed the window, hiding himself as much as possible. "Ai Luo! Is there any way to open the window without damaging it?"
Ai Luo's tone was helpless and nervous: "The locksmith's knowledge of unlocking cannot be used in a place like this. Maybe... you can try to use your strength to create a miracle?"
"If I am really powerful and a miracle happens... then it will become a violent invasion instead of stealing..." Jiang Yan thought about it, no matter how he considered it, it was not a good idea to enter from this position. Just as he retreated
When there was a bang, a melodious singing came from downstairs: "Ik zit hier nu al ure raam kijk ik op straat..."
--It's Nate!
Jessica, who could see the situation clearly, opened her mouth in shock, "Nate, he...he grabbed the Razer senior and wanted to sing with her!"
Jiang Yan couldn't see the situation, but he could probably guess what happened: Hank, who looked like a drunkard, staggered up to Razer with a bottle in his hand, hooked Razer's shoulder without warning and started
Sing loudly! Tears welled up in the corners of Jiang Yan's eyes and he murmured:
"Brother, you don't even leave me a way to survive..."
Hank's voice on the other side also had a cry in his voice: "Jiang Yan, move to your right. The window on the north is also from this room. Go and see if you can get in."
With tears in his eyes, Jiang Yan jumped to the other side of the dormitory building and saw the window that Hank was talking about. He opened the window and pushed gently, and the window slid open with a small crack with a "squeak" sound.
"There's no problem here, I'm in." Time was precious. After saying this, Jiang Yan opened the window and entered the room lightly. Before he jumped into the well-insulated room, he seemed to hear Nate's sad voice
The voice sang "Elizabeth".
The night breeze disturbed the closed curtains, and the opaque cloth only let in a few rays of moonlight when the wind disturbed it. Jiang Yan carefully closed the window and began to recall the schematic diagram of the house with his brain that had not dissipated from alcohol.
This room is unlikely to be Razer's room: the curtains are really good at blocking out the light. If the description Hank heard is true, then Razer's curtains should be able to transmit sunlight. But what is the fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose?
What is it? Jiang Yan, who was a little slow in thinking, did not think about this problem and focused on looking for the door according to his impression.
Suddenly, the pain felt like a sharp knife piercing through his heart forced his body to jump forward, and the ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping pinging sound of the can was heard everywhere. And the moment he jumped out, the cold sword wind passed through the night.
The uniform hit his back!
Xiba - I forgot about this! Jiang Yan couldn't even cry out the pain in his heart, all he could think about was "I want to die, I want to die"! If you think of where Razer lives, you should think of her having a roommate - although she doesn't know
Why didn't this roommate go to the party with the instructors - and this roommate was not a gentle cat or puppy!
Smelling this somewhat familiar fragrance: This is Franca's fucking bedroom!
A skilled swordsman would not give him a chance to breathe. She was very familiar with her room. In addition to the sound of Jiang Yan's collision just now, she pursued quickly with silent steps! She could only rely on the feeling in her heart.
With an inexplicable intuition, Jiang Yan shook his body and dodged in the dark room. As if he couldn't calculate the distance, the tip of the sword kept brushing against his body. This strange feeling pulled Jiang Yan's heart away from fear.
come out.
With this distance and attack direction, think about her usual attack mode - Franka is now holding a swift sword in her right hand!
The attack pattern of Franka's long sword in her right hand and the swift sword in her left hand is very familiar to Jiang Yan. The slightly shorter swift sword is held in the right hand without visual assistance. Even a master like Franka is affected!
Once Jiang Yan agreed, he did not hesitate anymore. At the risk of being cut, he took out the not-so-long screwdriver from his pocket. Fortunately, the swordsman's attack stopped for a moment. But the sword wind failed again.
When he came, Jiang Yan closed his eyes and followed his intuition, holding the screwdriver in his backhand and shaking his hand——
Boom!
Just the right amount of force to bounce the sword blade away. This is the dagger skill that Jiang Yan mastered during repeated sparring with Franka: fly strike, commonly known as flicking the knife!
Even though the attack was interrupted by Jiang Yan, the swordsman still launched the offensive relentlessly: stabbing, slashing, slashing, and deadly attacks came like a storm! However, Jiang Yan holding the screwdriver grasped the life-saving straw.
, his keen intuition and repeated training skills allowed him to survive several times. Just when he was about to block the next attack, the swordsman suddenly drew back his sword, and with a slight sound of cloth, Jiang Yan was
A heavy blow hit him in the face, and he flew backward——
This was a kick! Jiang Yan, who was lying on the ground, took out his screwdriver and touched something cold and hard with his other hand. Before he could figure out what it was, another slash came towards him.
!Jiang Yan rolled on the spot and managed to avoid the attack, but his avoidance also came to an end:
He is now leaning against the wall.
The swordsman lifted something from where he fell to the ground. With the sound of the blade being unsheathed, a blue light like a will-o'-the-wisp rose from the darkness. The furious swordsman finally launched her ultimate move: extremely high temperature that can melt metal.
!
The swordsman who had already won was not in a hurry to kill the little thief who broke into the room. She came to Jiang Yan with elegant steps, raised one foot and stepped on the prisoner's shoulder so that he could no longer escape. Her hands gently
Touched Jiang Yan's face, and then pulled off his mask!
Through the blue firelight that was getting closer, Jiang Yan saw a face - a face full of round pustules and shadows!