Seeing a few people coming, Lu Feng knew that there would be a good fight tonight. He originally wanted to go out to fight with them immediately, but after thinking about it for a while, he walked to Lin Miaoke's bed, who was sleeping, gently lifted both sides of the futon, wrapped Lin Miaoke in the sheet, and wanted to put her on the ground.

At this moment, Lin Miaoke suddenly woke up, and when he saw this scene, he thought that Lu Feng wanted to be more himself, so he opened his mouth and was about to exclaim. When Lu Feng saw it, he wanted to reach out to cover Lin Miaoke's mouth, but none of his two hands were idle, and he was afraid that the exclamations at the door would alarm several killers who came over, so he lowered his head and blocked Lin Miaoke's mouth with his mouth.

Lin Miaoke was shocked and wanted to dodge, but saw Lu Feng's head tilted towards the computer screen, and looked at Lu Feng's gaze, and saw that the four black-clothed people had quietly reached the second floor, and suddenly understood, so he signaled with his eyes that he knew. Only then did Lu Feng lift his lips from Lin Miaoke's cherry lips, put her in the corner of the wall with the futon and people, and then made a silent gesture and whispered, "Don't move!" Then he walked to the side of the bed, took his own futon and put it on the bed, tucked his pillow and sofa cushions under the sheets, and then floated behind the door, and saw from the monitor that the four men in black had reached the third floor.

Two of the four men in black walked to the left and right sides of the window, and the other two walked to the side of the door, stood still, and listened intently for a while. Seeing that there was no movement in the house, the two people next to the window nodded to each other, and the person on the right suddenly pushed the window open. The person on the right, at the same time as the window was pushed open, looked towards the bed where Lin Miaoke was asleep just now, raised his right hand, and shot out three flying knives. The three knives flashed and disappeared, and all of them hit the pillows and couch cushions under the sheets. Judging from the position of the flying knife, if Lin Miaoke was still sleeping on the bed, there must have been a flying knife in his head, chest and abdomen at this time.

Just when the window was opened, Lu Feng had already drifted to the side of the window, and he didn't want to lead the fight into the room, so he flew out of the open window after the man in black shot his flying knife. He calculated that after the man in black shot the flying knife, he would have to wait until there was a result before he shot again, so he flew outside in the gap of time.

When the person reached the window, his body had not yet landed, and a punch had already smashed into the man in black who did not fire the flying knife with lightning speed. The reason why Lu Feng attacked the man in black first instead of the person who launched the flying knife was because he knew that among the four men in black, only the person with the flying knife was a super master, and it was impossible for him to be killed or seriously injured in one blow under his sudden attack, so he chose a first-class master with relatively weak strength to attack, hoping to seriously injure or kill him at the first time, eliminating the overall strength of the opponent.

Lu Feng's body did not fall to the ground, and the speed was so fast, like a bird throwing into the forest, the fierceness of his fist, like an oil hammer empowerment, although the man in black was a first-class master, he was also hit in the face of the sudden change, and his body was knocked four or five meters away, and then he fell to the ground with a thud. However, this guy is a first-class master in the end, although he was punched hard by the road wind on the door, he was not killed immediately, but rolled on the ground, trying to get up again.

After Lu Feng punched that punch, his body did not stop, but after his toes lightly touched the ground, he followed like a shadow, and in an instant, he arrived in front of the man in black, and before he could get up, he stepped out and stepped on his heart in front of that person. Lu Feng didn't want to trouble peace and tranquility again, so he only used six or seven percent of his strength under his feet, but even so, he broke two ribs of the first-class master at once, and he immediately fainted.

However, at this moment, Lu Feng suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from the back of his head, his head moved slightly, and he stretched out his index finger and middle finger at the same time, and with just one clip, he clamped the two-inch-long flying knife in his hand. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a flying knife shooting towards his heart, so he sneered, flicked his hand, and the flying knife in his hand came out of his hand, facing the flying knife that flew in. After a spark, there was a crisp sound, and the two throwing knives collided in the middle of the road, splashing one or two sparks, and then both fell to the ground.

Lu Feng stood still, snorted coldly at the black-clothed man five or six meters away, and said, "You still have a few flying knives, you might as well throw them together!" ”

The man in black stood still and said darkly: "I didn't expect you to really have two hits, I want to see how many more you can catch!" As he spoke, his hands suddenly flipped over, and four flying knives came out of his hands. The four flying knives came with the sound of breaking the sky, sealing all the not spacious corridors, no matter how far the road wind went, they would inevitably be hit by the flying knives.

In the midst of great danger, Lu Feng was not panicked, his toes tapped the ground, and his body suddenly flew lightly, before the flying knives reached his body, his body had already attached to the top of the corridor, and under his abdomen, after the three flying knives flew over, they were directly inserted into the wall at the end of the corridor. The reason why the other flying knife didn't fly under him was because Lu Feng suddenly kicked towards one of the flying knives in the process of falling parallel to the wall's body, and the flying knife that was kicked by Lu Feng changed direction in an instant, and actually reflected towards the super master who sent out the flying knife.

The flying knife that changed the direction of one hundred and eighty degrees in the air was kicked by Lu Feng, the speed was faster and more fierce than when it came, and in a blink of an eye, it was at the side of the super master, and it was about to hit the chest of the super master, but he saw that the super master's body suddenly leaned back, and the flying knife flew swiftly against the tip of his nose, and the power continued to fly forward.

Behind the super master, the two first-class masters who were originally hiding on both sides of the door saw Lu Feng jumping out of the window, so they rushed towards Lu Feng's side at a very fast speed, but one of them never thought that the flying knife shot by his accomplice would shoot towards him, and he quickly flashed to the side in shock, but after all, it was still a little slower, and the flying knife suddenly pierced his left shoulder, and the blade was all submerged in the flesh, leaving only a short handle outside.

Lu Feng saw that the flying knife had hit one of the remaining masters, but he was not in a hurry to attack the super master who was blocking in front, but just stood there quietly, watching the development of the situation. The first-class master who was hit by the knife was also a tough guy, first tore off a long strip of cloth on his shirt at once, bit it with his mouth, gritted his teeth and pulled out the flying knife at once, and then used the strip of cloth to quickly wrap it around his shoulder a few times and stuff his steps, and then slowly forced towards the road wind with another first-class master and the super master.