Die For Life

Darkness, silence, nothingness.

There was no sound of footsteps, no breathing, only the ‘squeaky’ sound from the door of the room lingered in the air due to inertia.

It was as quiet as if there was no one in this bedroom.

Quiet and happy, I want to fart to invigorate the atmosphere.

The moment the door was pushed open, Leyu and Prison went into battle and held their breath. Even through the thin moonlight that the door was pushed open, they didn't see a figure-this meant that the uninvited guest had already dashed into the bedroom at the moment the door was opened.

They did not turn on the lights, but moved their bodies extremely slowly, towards the edge of the room. Turning on the lights can illuminate those who come, but since they smashed all the lights as soon as they come, it means that they have the ability to assassinate in the dark.

White-haired assassin, this is the subconscious thought of Leyu and Prison worship.

No one understands light better than the white-haired assassin. As the master in the dark, they naturally understand the threat of light to them. Almost every white-haired assassin will take the light as the primary target of attack.

If the opponent is really a white-haired assassin, when Leyu turns on the light, the remote props prepared by the opponent (guns, flying knives, and thunder shakers) will instantly hit the light source, completely annihilating all hope of assassinating the target.

In Yin Yinyin's memory, what he likes most is seeing the assassinate hurriedly ignite the light source in the dark-this not only allows him to instantly lock the target's position, but the act of igniting the light source means that the opponent can't defend at least one hand.

Any white-haired assassin who can take orders for business can completely throw out two long-range props at the same time, attacking the deadly vitals of the light source and the object respectively, even this trick is the common killer in the Tibetan sword warfare, "Hidden Sword·Double Flying" Yan'.

Everyone knows the weaknesses of the white-haired assassin, but weaknesses can also become traps.

When you think you can kill the assassins, you have already stepped into this cognitive trap that took thousands of years to lay.

You use your amateur assassination knowledge to challenge the professional assassination skills of an assassin with his head hanging on his waist. Naturally, you can only die stupidly and ignorantly.

In the four guards of Huiyao, the only countermeasure against the white-haired assassin is to escape.

In absolute darkness, the sight of Tibetan sword assassins is restricted, but most assassins often scream in panic and mark their heads with voices. This will make the Tibetan sword assassins who are accustomed to hearing and distinguishing positions in the dark feel like no one. The realm.

However, the range of absolute darkness is not large. Hidden sword assassins will only assassinate indoors. If you leave quietly and reach an open area and use the tactics to escape, you can dissolve the white-haired assassin's assassination.

The opposite of assassination is not to kill, but to survive.

When you are assassinated, it means that the assassin has a full chance of success. Even if you take out your hole cards, you might be cracked by an assassin who was prepared for a while, and you are betting your own life in order to fight back.

Don't fight with them in the battlefield prepared by the assassins. This is the strategy of the four guards against the hidden swordsman.

Leyu thinks this proverb is very reasonable. In his cognition, no one can escape the ambush and assassination of the sword concealer, except for Lan Yan-but Lan Yan is also the sword concealer of the kidney.

Use the swordsman to defeat the swordsman.

It’s a pity that Qin Leyin is only a red-haired Bai Xuejun who only has one blow in the dark, and he is also a middle-aged man in prison. As everyone knows, the white-haired assassin is a very young group. One of them.

The wind flowed gently, pushing the door further open, and the thin moonlight penetrated the room further, and suddenly a voice rang from all directions:

"Sword-hidden people will not take over my business, and all teachers and students who belong to the Royal Academy will not be the target of assassination. I don't think my value can let the sword-hidden leader destroy this tacit understanding."

Life Tips in Aiki Warfare·Famous Movements in Four Directions... Leyu thought and listened carefully to the surrounding movement, but the intruder did not reveal any flaws because of the sound of worshipping in prison.

"Three days ago, all of Yanjing's ascent to the extreme realm was under surveillance. Twelve Guards Commander Yu Ke, Director of the Statistics Department Xie Chenyuan and other imperial court martial arts columns lined up for a feast, and Yan Jingqiang was under house arrest under the name of the Wuhui. They are also constantly monitoring whether there are Wu Zhu from outside the area who will not report back to Beijing. According to their abilities, even if they are pregnant, it is impossible to let anyone go under these circumstances."

"I live in the academy all year round, even if I have some mistakes to expose my identity, but no one dares to break into the academy and harm me, plus the strict night curfew in Yanjing..."

"So." Suddenly, another hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded in the bedroom, also coming from all directions: "What on earth are you trying to say, worship prison?"

"Even if you have the chance to assassinate my night walk outside the academy, there are definitely not many people you can use. It is impossible to exceed the level of integration. It cannot be greater than three, and it is impossible to be a white-haired assassin." Prison worship said decisively: "You created a dark environment to make us mistakenly think that you are a white-haired assassin, but you are just using this to create psychological pressure on us and delay waiting for your companions to come over!"

"You are simply not able to deal with us!"

"Heaven, fate, presence, me!"

At the moment when the last word of the prison worship was uttered, the bedroom suddenly lit up, and his voice rose a few degrees in an instant, like a thunderous explosion, so that even the music was lost for a moment, and even a little nauseous. His words almost formed a sound in the air, rushing straight ahead!

Aiki Warfare·Thunder Bomb!

This is one of the shortcomings of Aiki tactics: sonic attacks do not distinguish between enemy and us!

But Leyu, who has an ice-blooded physique, has extremely high immunity to this dizziness effect. He regained his senses with just one breath, and he also saw who the uninvited guest who broke into the lonely man's boudoir in the middle of the night was—

He was wearing a black night clothes, a plain white bandage on his face, only his facial features were exposed, and he was wearing a hideous matte black helmet, standing next to the coffee table.

The bandaged assassin was hit by the thunderous explosive bomb from the prison, and the bandaged assassin fell into a severe dizziness. He would fall down when he was sluggish. Naturally, he would not let go of this good opportunity. It bursts off, like two thunder wolf dragons biting!

Bite warfare, double wild bite!

At the same time, Prison Worship also aimed the runner guns at the bandage assassin, sending out three guns in an instant, all aiming at the enemy's vitals!

Lingxu Strategy·Black Tri-Stars!

The bullet came first and hit the bandaged assassin's heart and throat. The head bludgeon was hit by the helmet, and it only made a hollow. It was this deadly killing that made the bandage assassin finally wake up from his dizziness!

The off-white light bursts from him, and the happy double wild bursts of light burst like winter snow and spring melt!

"You actually—"

Leyu retreated sharply, but the bandaged assassin also slammed his hands towards Leyu at the same time. The speed was surprisingly fast, but the door opened wide without reservation. With such a big flaw, even if Leyu wasn't in an automatic battle with ice and blood, he couldn't help but fight back!

"Think I—"

Draw a circle with his left hand to grab his tiger's mouth, and spit out his right palm to smash his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys!

Bite Warfare·Yong Yonghong Spit!

Boom!

"Unable to—"

However, Leyu caught the tiger's mouth on his right hand, and the palm of his hand was indeed printed on his heart. The palm was almost sinking into his flesh and blood, and his ribs did not leave him a complete piece!

However, the bandage assassin seemed completely unaffected. He directly grasped Leyu's elbow with his left hand and squeezed Leyu's elbow, and Leyu heard his arm make a wonderful sound like roasted crispy pork belly. With his violent power, he picked up the music like a chicken, and smashed it directly at the shooting prison!

"—To deal with you!?"

Seeing Leyu flying over, he walked away from the prison, allowing him to hit the lamp, and the room fell into darkness again with a snap.

Leyu turned over without any lag, stared at the beast in the dark that he couldn't see, fumbled with his right hand in the drawer, and couldn't help asking: "Brother, are your bullets made of cotton candy!?"

"I use the most poisonous and ruthless pointed lead bullet. The effective shooting range is short, but once it hits, it will fall into the body and open up, causing endless damage." Jail worship calmly said: "I am also very puzzled, maybe it is some A taboo tactic I haven't heard of?"

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"This emotional management is indeed like some kind of taboo tactics." Leyu took out a bottle of red juice. Qin Yueyang found a lot of red juice leftover, and Leyu drank too little. After drinking it for a month, he didn't finish it.

He quickly gave himself two bites, and felt the burn on his elbow healed: "My hand was burned by him. Is this tactic used by the barbecue master?"

"Scald?" The voice of the prison worship revealed a trace of doubt: "Even taboo warfare can't produce this effect..."

"I left you right." Le Yu whispered, and ran to the door!

Just kidding, what is he doing with this assassin? He is a good citizen of Yanjing, and he has a close relationship with the Statistics Department's Inspector Chan Chenchen, so he ran out and called the Patrol Guard Statistics Department to come and beat the assassin. Why do you want to fight a lunatic who practices taboo warfare?

"Dare to run!?"

The bandaged assassin roared and chased him over, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is not afraid of talking—he is now a red music piano and music yin, and the light storage energy tank attached to his red hair is enough to make him strike a blow in the dark.

Although there is only one move, it is enough to establish the victory or defeat!

Except for the Hidden Sword Assassin, he has never been afraid of anyone in the dark!

Bite Warfare·Wild Bite!

Light and shadow flickered in the dark, and Leyu's fist directly hit the bandage assassin's palm. He could even feel his finger bones directly piercing the bandage assassin's flesh and blood. The bandage assassin couldn't even offset his light burst in the dark!

However, a scorching smell emanated instantly, and Leyu felt the flesh and blood of his right fist melt and fall off quickly, sending out a ‘sizzling’ grease symphony!

Bang bang bang!

Three consecutive blasts in the dark, all hitting the bandaged assassin's arm, made him have to let go of the softness of the music. Leyu hurriedly dodges to avoid his bite, but the bandage assassin also took the opportunity to close the door, not allowing even a trace of light to penetrate into the room.

"You shot me blunderbuss, blunderbuss!" He roared like a beast: "How dare you shoot me so many blunderbuss, dare to escape, dare to resist, dare to turn on the lights... It's really annoying! I'm going to tear your chests and shatter your heads!"

Leyu kept pouring red juice on himself, and when he moved his right hand, which was almost exposing his phalanx, he found it still working, exclaiming: "This is not a scald. The rate of scald is not so fast. This is a corrosive injury! What taboo tactics can be done. Can you maintain this kind of terrifying destructive power in the dark?"

"This is not a taboo."

The voice of worshipping in prison could not be suppressed in surprise, and even a hint of fear could be heard from the music:

"This is the tactics of seven emotions."