30 Thief's Creed

The door opens.

Zou Ming put on the cap again, walked into the room expressionlessly, blue light flashed between his right fingers, and he brushed five more blades.

See also the blade.

It's thin, it's short, and it's tinged with blue light.

The only difference is that Zou Ming has not just one blade in his hand, but five. Four were hidden between his fingers, and the other rotated rhythmically around his palm with the movement of Zou Ming's five fingers, and the speed was fast.

Fast and silent.

This guy has turned the quiet into an art. This alone is much stronger than Ah Guang's last time.

What kind of price is worth remembering?!

Scratch each other's faces!

Break his tendons!

Inflicted irreparable trauma on his spine!

Of course, you can't forget to take the money, and you can't forget the old business! The first rule of the thief's creed: When you see money, you must keep your eyes open!

Nima, no money!

Zou Ming looked around the room and didn't find anything valuable. turned around and walked towards Lin Qingyang's bedroom, at this time, it was the middle of the night, Lin Qingyang was lying on the bed and falling asleep. Looking at the big strip, it seems that he is not aware of the danger at all.

"Huh?"

Seeing Lin Qingyang on the bed turn over, Zou Ming's brows wrinkled involuntarily. The kid in front of him, compared to when he was in the mall, is like a different person, and his whole body is up and down, how can he be half vigilant? This difference couldn't help but make Zou Ming muttered a little in his heart, could it be that the scene in front of him was deceitful? !

After thinking about it, Zou Ming was relieved. Many people are like this, they look very vigilant during the day, and their skills are good, but at night, once they enter a dream, that vigilance disappears without a trace. To put it bluntly, life is still too comfortable, without training, kung fu can't get home! To practice like him, it is not possible to achieve it in three or five years!

Zou Ming has more confidence.

The 'Ninth Master' had said before that this kid who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger was very difficult to entangle, and Zou Ming also took this to heart, but now it seems that maybe the Ninth Master is too careful, and when people are old, they have more worries. This kid is not as difficult to serve as he imagined.

Zou Ming came to the bed.

It's time to start!

After looking at Lin Qingyang's face, after confirming that it was correct, Zou Ming stretched out his right hand and wiped it towards Lin Qingyang's wrist, and a blade jumped out with a slash, slashing at Lin Qingyang's tendon.

Zou Ming's move is a ruthless move!

Call.

The blade rotated twice as fast, but the blue light that flashed out was unusually smooth and didn't shake!

The second rule of the thief's creed: the hand is steady and the knife is ruthless!

But in the next second, Zou Ming's expressionless face suddenly stiffened, because he saw that Lin Qingyang, who was originally lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, suddenly opened a pair of eyes and looked at him playfully at the last moment when he was about to succeed!

Lin Qingyang didn't move, just looked at him like this.

After being stunned for less than half a second, Zou Ming had already come back to his senses, the blade in his hand paused, and in the next second, all five knives were spinning like flying. As Zou Ming got up, he slammed towards Lin Qingyang's eyes, and the ruthless Cheng dù was more than the first shot!

The third rule of the thief's creed: You can't show your face when you hide in the city!

Whoosh!

Because there is no longer any need to be detected, the blade rotation no longer needs to hide the sound. The thin blade spun up, and the sound it made was no less than that of an ordinary fan, and a cool air came out, blowing towards Lin Qingyang's eyes.

"Damn it!"

Lin Qingyang's face sank.

The sale of this goods in front of him is obviously no longer an ordinary burglary, but to kill him. For this kind of goods, Lin Qingyang will naturally not be soft. For him, who has a combat strength of nearly 400, how could he not find such a person breaking in? The reason why he waited until now to make a move was to see what tricks he played.

Lin Qingyang has evaluated it with a system, isn't it just a scum with a combat power of 190? Although it is said that the blade is a strange and treacherous weapon, it can greatly improve the combat effectiveness, but it is also treacherous. Could it be that because of this, Lao Tzu, the god of 400 battles, can be killed by you by leapfrogging?!

Paralyzed, impossible!

Bullying is on Lao Tzu's head!

Lin Qingyang pressed his palm, and his body moved back instantly, dodging the blade. Zou Ming's eyes tightened, and he also saw something unusual, and immediately made a decision, and the blade turned to Lin Qingyang's lower abdomen!

Bang la blah.

This is the sound of a blade cutting through the air.

Lin Qingyang snorted with a cold face, his lying body suddenly jumped up on his side, clenched his fists, and slammed into Zou Ming's throat with a loud breath, the sound of breaking the air was very heavy, and the frightened position of Zou Ming's neck was actually full of cold sweat.

Master!

Zou Ming only now realized that the words of the ninth master were right, and the little-known student in front of him was indeed a master. At this moment, Zou Ming actually felt some remorse in his heart, careless, at least he was not very well prepared.

Wow.

A blade popped out between his fingers, and with Zou Ming's palm, Lin Qingyang's fist was blasted! According to this momentum, if Lin Qingyang's fist is not withdrawn, I am afraid that it has not hit Zou Ming's neck yet, and the other party has already broken the wrist artery!

Whew.

Lin Qingyang's fists kept coming.

Stupid-.

Zou Ming has already blossomed for Lin Qingyang's mistake. Although there are some deviations, the victory belongs to him after all.

Click!

The situation is changing rapidly.

Just as the fist was about to touch the blade. Lin Qingyang's fist style changed, and suddenly turned into a fleshy palm, his thumb and index finger were forced, and he slammed the blue blade stabbed by Zou Ming like an iron tong.

Zou Ming exerted himself.

Push harder.

Three times with force.

……

Gradually, his face turned purple, no matter how hard he exerted his strength, the blade was caught between Lin Qingyang's fingers, and he just couldn't move a single bit. But what happened in the next moment made Zou Ming really rise in fear, this kind of fear, even the president of the Thief Association, 'Ninth Master', had not brought him!

"Look."

Lin Qingyang said, pinching the thumb and index finger of the blade and suddenly twisting it. The blade that he pinched was rolled up from the bottom up, and finally it was directly kneaded into a thin tube. Don't look at this blade is only paper thin, but it is really a pure steel forging, exquisite craftsmanship, to be able to knead it lightly, how much skill it takes!

Bang!

Before Zou Ming could react from his fear, Lin Qingyang had already slammed his fist on his cheek. A sharp pain came, and Zou Ming's body suddenly flew up, smashed against the opposite wall, coughed to the ground, and spit out four or five bloody teeth from one mouth.

Lin Qingyang went to the ground.

Putting on the pair of leather shoes gifted by the shopping mall, he strode towards Zou Ming, why do you want to wear shoes, in order to step on people!!

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

I was not afraid of being scolded downstairs, and when I raised my foot, Lin Qingyang kicked Zou Ming's cheek with a cold face, full of strength!

The size 42 soft rubber shoe print quickly enlarged in Zou Ming's pupils!

The corners of the mouth twitched!

Zou Ming has no doubt that if this kick is really kicked, it is estimated that he will become mild if he becomes facial paralysis. The student in front of him, who seemed to be quite kind, now his expression changed, and he actually had a bit of a satanic taste.

What a feud.

Zou Ming gritted his teeth, exploded with all his strength, raised his palm, and the remaining blades hidden in his fingers made a few soft sounds, drawing out four blue lights, and shot towards Lin Qingyang's eyes, ears, nose and throat, and the power exploded in the crisis, and the speed was actually more than a point faster than just now.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Lin Qingyang's eyes were quick, his hands waved continuously, his left hand circled, he held the two blades, stretched out his right hand, and directly connected the other blade in his hand, and the only remaining blade flew towards Lin Qingyang's throat through the air!

Click.

Lin Qingyang raised his head, there was a crisp sound, his teeth collapsed, and he actually bit the blade raw, and then with a click, he bit off the blade forged from pure steel and spit it out. The foot that Dangkong stepped on didn't stop, and slammed on Zou Ming's cheek, trampling him under his feet.

Ahem.

The right side of his face ached, bleeding continuously, and blood seeped into Zou Ming's eyes, making his vision blurry.

Zou Ming's memory is still stuck in the moment when Lin Qingyang bit off the blade in one bite, damn, what kind of character is the Thief Association going to deal with, he now fully understands the horror of the opponent, so terrible that he and the opponent are not at the same level at all.

Devil!

The other party is definitely a devil!

"What's your name?"

Lin Qingyang picked up Zou Ming's right hand holding the knife.

Zou Ming was still wondering if he would answer, the eighth article of the Thief's Creed......

Click!

With a crisp sound, Lin Qingyang held the little finger of the other party's right hand, and slammed it back, and a few bones on Zou Ming's little finger immediately shattered, his face twitched, and he couldn't care about any more bullshit creeds, and when he opened his mouth, he screamed in pain-

"Ahh

Syllable.

Lin Qingyang added some strength to his feet, and his leather shoes pressed the other party's face, "Damn, be quiet, don't affect my neighbor's sleep." ”