The door panel was in front of me, only three feet away. At this distance, Ling Feng could use the fruit knife in his hand as a flying knife to attack, or he could rush forward to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the incoming enemy. Either way, he was confident that he would subdue the enemy. However, his heart was still nervous.

He thought of the duck-tongued man who hadn't shown up for half a month, and he also thought of Glasa Biotechnology.

Since the failure of Mr. A's operation, Glasin Biotech has been much more honest and has not sent new personnel to attack him. Of course, this has something to do with his constantly improving strength, he is now accompanied by three powerful bodyguards at any time, and if the other party wants to move him, he really has to think about the consequences after doing it.

So, if it's not someone from Glasin Biotech, is it a killer of the cult?

For a while, Ling Feng's heart was full of speculation, but he couldn't determine the identity of the person outside the door.

The man outside the door moved a few more steps, standing in the middle of the door. Then he stayed by the door and did not make any further moves.

Ling Feng saw a shadow in the gap between the door panel and the floor tiles, and he became more and more sure that there was a person standing outside the door.

Time flowed extremely slowly, and Ling Feng felt that every second felt like a normal minute. Finally, a minute later, he suddenly reached out and opened the door, and the fruit knife in his hand flew out from behind the door frame. His plan was to put the fruit knife on the opponent's neck with lightning speed and strike first.

The door opened, and the fruit knife stabbed out at the same second, but the door was empty.

There was no one with a gun, but there was a Garfield crouched on a stepping mat.

This Garfield is round, with thick brown hair, and his eyes are large, cute, and very happy. It had also seen Ling Feng and the fruit knife in his hand that had frozen, but it was not afraid of Ling Feng at all. It wagged its tail at Ling Feng, and then shouted, "Meow." ”

This cat meow brought Ling Feng's soul back, in fact, he was stunned when he saw Garfield, he couldn't believe his intuition, his judgment was actually deceived by a cat. However, this is the case, he was teased by a cat. Or so to speak, he himself teased himself.

"Meow, meow." The coffee fan stood up and rubbed Ling Feng's barefoot pole with his furry head.

Ling Feng gently pushed the coquettish Garfield away with the instep of his foot, and said with a wry smile, "Whose cat are you?" It's okay, what are you doing here? Go back, go back, I don't have any cat food here. ”

Garfield didn't leave, but the door on the other side suddenly opened. A middle-aged woman suddenly saw Ling Feng standing at the opposite door, and slammed the door shut with a scream.

Only then did Ling Feng find that he didn't have any clothes on him, and he was so embarrassed that he was going to die.

At this time, the door on the opposite side suddenly opened again, and the middle-aged woman called with a red face: "Tom, come back quickly, don't be with a pervert!" ”

"Meow!" Garfield wriggled a fat hairy ass and ran into the opposite room, and his mistress slammed the door behind him.

Being scolded as a pervert, Ling Feng couldn't refute it. He stood bare-chested in front of Yelena's house talking to a Garfield, and he was already polite without calling him a psychopath.

"It's funny that a cat, I'm actually teased by a cat...... What's wrong with me? Always suspicious. Ling Feng smiled bitterly and closed the door.

However, the instinct that made him nervous did not disappear because of the end of the matter, it was still there, and it was as obvious as before.

Ling Feng's ear moved slightly, and he suddenly turned around, and the fruit knife in his hand flew out with a whizz, stabbing fiercely in the direction of the window.

At the same time, the curtain suddenly rose, and a cold light also went straight to Ling Feng.

It was a willow-leaf-shaped throwing knife, exactly the same as the one that Gatosha liked to use.

However, the person who hid behind the curtain and sneaked up was certainly not Katosha.

Bite! A crisp sound of metal clashing sounded. A spark burst through the air, then vanished. At the same time, a sturdy man flashed out from behind the curtain, and with a wave of his hand, another flying knife stabbed at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's weapon was just a fruit knife, and he was empty-handed after throwing it just now. The other party doesn't know how many throwing knives are hidden on his body, which is a disadvantage.

As the cold light appeared, Ling Feng moved sideways, dodging the flying path of the flying knife. In desperation, he grabbed an object on the sofa and threw it at the other party. He didn't find out what it was before he made the shot, and when the thing opened up in the air, he realized that it was Elena's flirtatious little Nene, mesh-eyed...... I rub!

Sou! The killer who broke into the house quickly fired a third throwing knife.

He didn't say a word, his shot was very spicy, and the purpose of taking Ling Feng's life was very clear.

Ling Feng jumped from the sofa to the back of the sofa, and grabbed Yelena's little clothes as he dodged. He took advantage of the situation, and the flying knives that shot angrily suddenly plunged into the foam cushion. The tip of the knife pierced through the fabric, but failed to pierce the mesh-like fabric. Because of Ling Feng's dexterity, when the flying knife entered the small clothes, he threw the small clothes up, unloading most of the strength.

Ling Feng reached out and grabbed the hilt of the flying knife, and this time he had a weapon again. A fourth flying knife appeared in the opponent's hand, but Ling Feng had an extra mesh coat in his hand, and it could even be used as a rattan shield at a critical moment. In this way, he seems to have a slight advantage with his bare ass.

The three shots failed to hurt Ling Feng, and the other party did not rashly throw out his fourth flying knife.

Ling Feng didn't attack rashly, his gaze was locked on the invading killer.

It was only at this time that Ling Feng had a chance to take a closer look at the killer in front of him.

The killer wears a peaked cap, a dark yellow face, a hooked nose, and a pair of grim brown eyes.

This was the facial characteristics of the Hindustani people, and with the temperament on his body and the peaked cap on his head, Ling Feng could be sure that he was the ducked tongue man half a month ago.

For half a month, he has been waiting for an opportunity. It wasn't until tonight that he waited for his chance to make a move. The reason is very simple, usually Ling Feng is always accompanied by three bodyguards, and none of them are easy to deal with, plus Ling Feng is even more of a master, if he makes a rash move, there is no hope of success at all. Tonight, Ling Feng put aside his three bodyguards and Yelena's tryst, and he had a chance to make a move!

Yelena was still asleep, one of her arms exposed outside the quilt, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, and she didn't know what funny things were happening in her dreams. Just when the two men in the room were fighting for their lives, she raised her arm and muttered: "Don't do it, people can't stand it, if you really want it, can people kiss you?" ”

A fine bead of sweat suddenly appeared on Ling Feng's forehead.

At this life-and-death moment, what nonsense is she talking about?

It was better for Elena not to be silent, as if she was alerting the killer. With a wave of his hand, the killer stabbed the fourth knife at Elena.

Ling Feng shook the small clothes in his hand, the small clothes opened, and a semicircular cloth pocket suddenly grabbed the killer's flying knife. His other hand shook the momentum, flung the knife out of his clenched hand, and stabbed it into the killer's chest.

The killer rolled over, dodging the throwing knife while approaching Ling Feng. A chain knife suddenly slipped out of his cuff, and with a flick of his hand, it pierced Ling Feng's right leg hamstring.

Throwing knives, chain knives, this is simply an enhanced version of Katosha!

Ling Feng jumped up, and the little coat wrapped in the throwing knife slammed into the killer's head.

The killer had a chain knife, and Ling Feng had a small cloth knife, and the two of them entered the stage of rapid attack and defense in the blink of an eye. The chain knife tore open the leather cover of the sofa, and the padding was blasted up by the force, and it flew away. The knife tore through the carpet, leaving a trail of tears. The fists and feet of the two collided together, making a dull crashing sound.

In this fight, Ling Feng was surprised to find that the other party's internal force cultivation was not below him!

Yelena was still asleep, and she couldn't wake up. Occasionally, she would roll over and come up with a puzzling dream remark.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them switched offense and defense dozens of times, and neither Ling Feng nor the killer had any way to kill each other, nor could they make the other party hurt.

Wow! The refining of the chain knife and the small clothes of the small clothes knife are mixed together. Two sharp knives also hung in the air, and the cold glow shone.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the killer's mouth, and he jerked the alloy chain forward with all his might.

The killer's intention was simple, tear off Ling Feng's little clothes, then he would have the advantage of the weapon. Ling Feng didn't understand the truth of his motives, he rushed forward and punched over.

The killer also punched him.

Two fists collided together.

Rumble! Energetic, the two people who were fighting were suddenly knocked away by the impact.

Hiss! The alloy chain of the small clothes in Ling Feng's hand was torn off, and the hemisphere wrapped in the flying knife fell to the ground. All that was left in his hand was half a coat and an elastic band.

"Die!" A cold voice came out of the killer's mouth, and with a flick of his hand, the chain knife swooped and flew towards Ling Feng's chest.

Ling Feng rolled over to dodge the flying knife, and his probe grabbed his pants that were on the bedside table.

There is a holster on the waistband of the pants, and in the holster is a desert eagle. Vivien gave him a Russian-made pirate gun when he was in India, which he had disposed of when he left the village of Black Wa, and which Vivien had bought for him again on the black market. He hadn't had a chance to take his gun just now, his coat was torn off, and the other party was eager to kill him, and he didn't cut off his route to the bedside table, which gave him a chance to end the fight.

With guns and hands, at such a close distance, even if the opponent has a hundred throwing knives on his body, it will not help!

Seeing Ling Feng roll to the bedside table and grab his pants, the killer was slightly stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned around and jumped out of the window.

As soon as Ling Feng pointed the holster at the direction where the killer was standing just now, the other party's body had already jumped out of the window. He chased him to the window and pointed his gun in the direction downstairs. There was no one on the ground downstairs, and he searched the left and right sides, but there was no one on the walls on either side.

Ling Feng suddenly realized something and shrank his head.

Bite! A knife stabbed the windowsill, splashing a cloud of sparks.

If he had been delayed for a second, his head would have been pierced through the head by the other party's knife!

He quickly found a mirror from Yelena's dresser, and he poked it out of the window. There was no one on the wall above the window, and the other party had already guessed that he would do this, and fled while he was holding the mirror.

This killer is a Shakyo killer, and he has a relationship with Katotha. This was Ling Feng's only gain after a fierce battle.

At this time, Elena woke up and turned around, she saw Ling Feng standing naked next to the window, and then saw duck down, strips of cloth, and shredded carpets all over the floor, and was stunned for a while before she came out with a sentence, "Ling, you...... Sleepwalking? ”

Ling Feng turned to look at her, speechless, and gentlemanly and frank.