"Look there," Xia Cen pointed out the window somewhere, "see the boat parked next to the lake?" It is tied to the back of a large tree, and a closer look reveals it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ」

"Ah, I saw it." Yan Feng exclaimed.

"Since there is a boat, it means that this lake is not small, so we need to use a boat to get around, although we don't know where it leads, but at least it is the only chance we can escape from here." Xia Cen continued.

"Yes, there are zombies in front of the house, and it is impossible to go out again, so now we can only pin our hopes on this." Yan Feng suddenly said alertly, "Also, Xia Cen, come over and don't stay too far away from me."

"Why—" Before she could finish her sentence, a short knife flew directly into her face, "Ahhh

"Oops—" Yan Feng was taken aback and immediately pushed her hard.

Xia Cen was unexpectedly pushed violently and fell to the ground.

When I looked up, I saw a flying knife that emitted a cold silver light, stuck in the window. was only less than a centimeter away, and it shot directly through his head, which immediately made Xia Cen shiver all over his body.

"Boom", I don't know from which direction, another throwing knife was shot.

Yan Feng's reaction was very fast, and he immediately pounced on her and rolled to the side with her.

Xia Cen was taken aback by his sudden move, and when he looked sideways, he found that there was an extra flying knife beside him, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"It seems that the target of this murderer is you." Yan Feng's expression was very serious.

"If you don't say it, I feel it too." Xia Cen looked worried, worried and scared in his heart.

"Don't worry, I'm here," Yan Feng patted her on the shoulder and comforted her, "I will do my best to protect you."

I don't know that I can't relax for a moment, and after less than a minute, I don't know from which direction a flying knife is being shot.

Three flying knives in a row, all of which were aimed at Xia Cen, and the technical precision was staggering.

If it weren't for Yan Feng's keen observation and extraordinary reflex nerves, Xia Cen would have been shot through his head a long time ago.

Suddenly, a dark shadow swept in front of him. Xia Cen was suddenly pulled down, and followed Yan Feng directly to hide behind the sofa closest to them, and then, another silver light flashed.

Another throwing knife was embedded in the back of the chair above their heads.

The two of them held their breath, tensed their nerves, and kept an eye on their every move.

Now that the enemy is dark and I am clear, there is no way to know which direction the killer will shoot from, which is the most headache part, and it is impossible to prevent it at all.

Being able to avoid the fate of being shot by a flying knife many times purely relies on Yan Feng's reflex nerves that are different from ordinary people, but this method can only be passively defended, but it cannot be actively attacked.

Yan Feng decided to find a way to turn the situation around and turn the passive into the active, so he made a move that surprised Xia Cen extremely much.

He pulled out the throwing knives stuck in the wooden floor and couch and handed one of them to her.

She looked at the knife in horror and reached out to take it, but her hands were shaking.

Yan Feng could understand her feelings, and silently stuffed the flying knife into her hand: "Take it, in order to protect ourselves, we can't face the enemy with bare hands."

"Don't be afraid, I'll protect you with me." Yan Feng reached out to hold her little hand, giving her courage and soothing her frightened emotions.

"Uh-huh..... Xia Cen bit his lower lip and responded, revealing an unprecedentedly determined expression.

Yan Feng knew that she had adjusted her mentality, so she spoke again.

"Xia Cen, look there," Yan Feng stretched out his hand and pointed to the deepest corner of the living room, "In the corner of the wall, there seems to be a place that looks like a staircase, I guess it should be a staircase leading to the second floor, wait a minute, as long as you have the chance, run there."

"There are so few places to hide in the living room that it's easy to spot." Yan Feng then explained, "We can only escape upstairs to have a chance to escape."

"Okay, I see." In order not to increase Yan Feng's burden, Xia Cen tried to cheer up.

The air around me seemed to be suddenly drained.

"Boom, boom, boom—", four consecutive sounds, and four flying knives flew in an instant.

Yan Feng took Xia Cen to dodge left and right, and finally avoided the attack of the flying knife, but because Xia Cen couldn't react, when he dodged the last flying knife, he accidentally tripped over the corner of the table and fell.

The knife in his hand slid out, just in front of the murderer.

"You....don't... Pass... Come—" Xia Cen stared at his eyes in horror and opened his mouth wide, but he could only maintain the original posture of falling, and did not dare to move.

The killer was dressed in black, with a mask full of thin needles on his face, about one meter seven or eight tall, and a thin and long short knife between each finger of his hands.

Then, the surrounding air condensed again.

The killer retracted his elbow, put it down again, and with a simple and fast elegant movement, he flicked his wrist lightly, and the four flying knives in his left hand shot towards Xia Cen at the same time.

His speed was so fast that Yan Feng couldn't rush over to save people at all. In a hurry, he had to pick up the bench next to him and throw it in the face of the murderer.

This throw, sure enough, made the opponent's throwing knife lose some accuracy and missed slightly.

Yan Feng hinted to Xia Cen with his eyes, asking her to roll to the side against the ground to avoid the threat of other flying knives.

Taking advantage of the time when the other party had not yet reacted, he secretly stepped forward and stabbed the murderer's left arm while he was unprepared.

"Hmm—" The killer snorted.

The sudden counterattack made him stunned for a second on the spot.

At this moment, Yan Feng squatted down, picked up the flying knife that fell from the ground quickly, and stabbed him in the calf quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately.

The other party now only has four flying knives left in his right hand, and Yan Feng doesn't know how much he still has hidden on his body.

The killer couldn't believe it, and looked down at the flying knife stuck in his body, and froze for a moment.

The opportunity is rare, and he can't care about so much, Yan Feng pulled Xia Cen, ran directly towards the staircase, and rushed upstairs.

From the first to the second floor, you will face a long walkway with brown carpet.

On both sides of the corridor, there are many rooms that correspond to each other and continue to the deepest part of the corridor.

Time was pressing, so the two of them found a room at random and dodged in.

As soon as I entered the room, I was stunned again.

"Woo~" If it weren't for Yan Feng reaching out in time to hold Xia Cen's mouth, I'm afraid she would have screamed again.

The whole room, without any furniture, was only a pile of severed hands and feet.

The severed limbs were piled up as high as a hill, and the scene was terrifying.

At this time, there was a sound of "squirming" from the aisle, and the murderer appeared.

"Oops, hide, he's coming." Yan Feng urged nervously.

"Oh my God, this ......" Xia Cen was completely overwhelmed, "How do you hide?"

"On the wall, you follow me and do it." Yan Feng said and did at the same time.

"Hmm." Xia Cen followed.

The two of them were side by side with the back against the wall, Yan Feng held the flying knife he had just picked up in his hand, and hid behind the door, intending to stab him directly in the back as soon as the murderer opened the door and came in.

"Xia Cen, wait a minute, when I make a move, you will escape first." Yan Feng said his plan.

"What about you?"

"Don't worry, I'll find a chance to catch up with you."

"Hmm."

Suddenly, the door opened with a "brush".

The two waited with bated breath.

Yan Feng raised his arm high and was about to make a move, but the killer turned around coldly, and in turn grabbed Yan Feng's hand holding the knife.

Xia Cen's front foot had just stepped out of the door, and when he saw Yan Feng being arrested, he immediately took it back.

I don't know where the courage came from, no matter how many or twenty-one I had, I picked up the hands and feet of those people in front of me, and desperately beat the enemy wildly.

The killer grabbed Yan Feng with one hand and resisted Xia Cen's attack with the other.

Xia Cen hit and threw at the enemy like crazy, and from time to time launched a fierce attack on the opponent's face.

These actions annoyed the murderer.

In a fit of rage, he snatched the flying knife from Yan Feng's hand, lifted him up, and threw it hard against the wall, Yan Feng collapsed on the spot and lost consciousness.

Then, regardless of whether Yan Feng was dead or alive, he walked directly towards Xia Cen.

"You... Don't come here..." At this time, Xia Cen turned her back to the door, and she still held two feet in her hands, blocking her chest as a weapon, and the other party took a step forward, and she took a step back outside the door.

The killer didn't want to waste time, so he raised the flying knife in his hand and swung it at Xia Cen.

"Ahh

But human feet are still flesh and blood after all, and every time Xia Cen blocks it, the weapon in her hand is cut off.

Seeing that the weapons in her hands were about to be cut down, and that she had no chance of getting a new weapon, made her anxious.

At this critical moment, Yan Feng woke up.

"Hmm...... It hurts." He touched the head that had been hit.

Looking at the situation in front of him, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

He got up and went around to the back of the hill full of limbs, and pushed forward with all his strength.

After being pushed hard by him a few times, Xiaoshan began to move.

Then there was a "bang", and the whole collapsed in an instant.

The killer demon focused all his attention on Xia Cen, but he didn't expect that the hill behind him would suddenly collapse, and all the hands and feet pressed against him together, and in less than half a second, the killer's body was immediately overwhelmed by his hands and feet.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Feng went around to the front, jumped over those hands and feet, and returned to Xia Cen's side.

"Let's go!" Yan Feng locked the door by the way. Pulling Xia Cen, he continued to run for his life without looking back.

The two of them ran all the way down the aisle, one on the other, and worked together to open each door to see if they could find an exit to the lake in the backyard.

"Ahh Suddenly, as soon as the door opened, Xia Cen gasped and almost fell to the ground.

Oh my God, this murderer is really a big pervert, even if he kills people, he even splits their bodies into five horses and stores them in different rooms.