The night was getting deeper, and everyone else in the dorm was already asleep.

Dong Wenfeng was about to fall asleep, when he suddenly felt something flying from the window next to him.

Dong Wenfeng opened his eyes violently and flashed to his side.

I saw a bamboo chopstick fly in from outside the window and insert it directly into Dong Wenfeng's pillow.

The chopsticks were inserted straight in, if Dong Wenfeng was asleep at the time, or if he didn't react and got up a little slower, then now the chopsticks are inserted in Dong Wenfeng's head.

Dong Wenfeng's eyes narrowed, and a cold murderous aura permeated from him.

This kind of fatal way, coupled with this familiar flying chopsticks technique, Dong Wenfeng didn't even need to guess to know who the person who came.

"Horn!"

Dong Wenfeng gritted his teeth and said these two words.

Because Dong Wenfeng didn't take off his clothes when he slept at night, he directly put on his shoes and flashed out of the dormitory with a quick but very quiet movement.

After shaking off an instructor on night duty, Dong Wenfeng turned over directly and went to the roof.

Under the white moonlight, Dong Wenfeng quickly saw the person standing on the roof of the row of barracks of the fourth company opposite.

"Hmph. ”

Horn saw Dong Wenfeng on the roof, snorted coldly, and then set off directly, as light as a swallow, galloping in the direction of the training ground.

Dong Wenfeng hurriedly dodged to follow.

He wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in this Horn's gourd.

During the day, when he stopped himself from cleaning up, Dong Wenfeng already had a premonition that there would be a battle between himself and this Horn.

It's just that I didn't expect this Horn to be in such a hurry and come directly to the door tonight.

Horn's body is very dexterous, he is not tall, and his body is also the type that is on the thin side. Therefore, the action is also faster than Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng used a little innate power, so that he was not completely thrown off by Horn.

The two of you chased after me from the barracks to the training ground, and then passed through the training ground to a forest outside the military training base.

Ten minutes later, Horn stopped, turned around, and faced Dong Wenfeng, who had just caught up.

"Do you Hongmen people like to plot against others so much?"

Dong Wenfeng looked at Horn who was standing there and said coldly.

"Plot?" Horn smiled.

"That's just a hello to you. If you can't even stand me saying hello, then you're not qualified to stand here and talk to me. ”

The moonlight sprinkled through the gaps in the leaves, allowing Dong Wenfeng to reluctantly take a look at Horn's appearance.

Horn's appearance is definitely a very delicate type among men, or in another way, a little pretty.

The word "beautiful" is of course no problem when used on women, but once it is used on men, it will always be a little weird when paired with Horn's own thin voice and thin body.

"Hello, huh. ”

Dong Wenfeng's statement to Horn is to laugh, this Horn is worthy of coming out of the Hongmen, and his style is really different from other sects.

"Nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, you are in the middle of the night, why did you go to such great lengths to lure me here?!"

Dong Wenfeng's eyes paid attention to Horn's hands, and then asked directly.

"Hehe, nothing. I heard that there is a ruthless person in this year's Faculty of Letters, and the kung fu in his hands, Wang Lao Er's goods can't go through half a move, so I'm just a little curious. ”

Horn folded his hands behind his back, and replied in a very relaxed and curious tone.

"Oh, then Wang Lao Er is from your Hongmen?"

Dong Wenfeng raised his eyebrows and asked with some surprise.

"It's an outer disciple, but the family has some money, which can provide some income for the sect. Otherwise, this kind of waste, even if our Hongmen is now in decline, will not be collected. ”

Horn mentioned this second king, and his tone was full of disdain.

Dong Wenfeng saw Horn put his hands behind his back, and he couldn't help but become more vigilant in his heart.

Judging from today's performance during the day, this Horn definitely has a hand in the hidden weapon.

Of course, Dong Wenfeng, the flying chopsticks, can catch it and dodge, but if it is something else deadly, it is not easy to say.

"Heh, are you scared?"

Horn obviously saw the vigilance in Dong Wenfeng's expression and asked.

"It's easy to dodge with open guns, but it's hard to defend against hidden arrows. You're not low, I have to be careful. ”

Dong Wenfeng did not let his guard down and replied.

"Yes, a bright man, not as hypocritical as the others. But ......"

Horn looked at Dong Wenfeng with a very appreciative look and said.

"Is it really that easy to dodge?"

As soon as Horn's words fell, Dong Wenfeng subconsciously flashed to his side.

"Ding!", Dong Wenfeng looked back, and saw that on the stone behind the place where he was standing just now, a plum blossom dart was bouncing.

"You!"

Before Dong Wenfeng could finish speaking, Horn continued to shoot.

His hands are completely different from ordinary men, his hands are slender and white, like a woman's hands, warm as jade.

And in these dexterous and beautiful hands, there is an infinite killing machine.

Dong Wenfeng only felt that there was a faint murderous aura around him, and his previous particularly keen perception had become a burden at this moment.

The plum blossom dart in Horn's hand crossed a very elegant arc and flew towards the vital points of various parts of Dong Wenfeng's body.

"Dingding......

Dong Wenfeng dodged left and right, relying on the big trees in the woods to help him block these deadly plum blossom darts from Horn's hand.

"Good style. ”

Seeing that he had sent out so much, Dong Wenfeng was still unharmed, nodded, and then said.

"So, can you still hide?"

An elegant and charming smile appeared at the corner of Horn's mouth, and seven plum blossom darts appeared in his hand at the same time.

"It's raining all over the sky!"

Horn moved his hands, and saw that the seven plum blossom darts flew towards Dong Wenfeng at the same time with a very mysterious path.

Dong Wenfeng's forehead was already covered in cold sweat at the moment, and in his perception, he had no room to avoid this time.

He felt that there was a deadly threat in every direction around him, and no matter which direction he hid, there was only one ending, and that was to be hit by a plum blossom dart.

And with Horn's strength, being hit is basically equivalent to death.