Chapter Eighty-Seven: Wounded
Hanging up the phone, Ye Feng stuffed the box in his hand into the trash can in the corridor and returned home.
Ye Xue, who had been waiting for Ye Feng, saw Ye Feng coming back, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, Xiaofeng, what's wrong?"
Ye Feng showed a hint of a smile, shook his head and said, "It's okay, my friend made a joke with me."
Hearing Ye Feng's words, Ye Xue breathed a sigh of relief, "Scared me to death, I thought something was a big deal." ”
Ye Feng pulled Ye Xue to the sofa and sat down, and said, "Okay, don't worry, I'm ready to go back to school."
"Shall you leave now?"
"Well, there are still classes tomorrow morning, and there are still some things to deal with when I go back in the afternoon." Leaf wind duct.
"Okay then."
After Ye Feng was sent out of the house by Ye Xue, he came to Su Yuan's own house, ready to adjust his state in order to meet the battle at night.
At half past eleven in the evening, Ye Feng went out, came to the community where he lived with Ye Xue, entered the elevator, and pressed the top floor. Soon the elevator stopped, Ye Feng walked out of the elevator, climbed a short flight of stairs, and came to the iron door to enter, the door was not locked, Ye Feng slowly opened the creaking iron door, stepped into the rooftop, suddenly, a cold light on the right shot at Ye Feng's neck.
Ye Feng, who had always been on guard, dodged the fatal blow on the side of his body, raised his right leg, and kicked the hand with the dagger with a strong wind.
The other party seemed to know the power of this kick, but he didn't dodge, with a twist of his wrist, his palm slapped on the kicked foot, and he was divided with a touch, and as for who won the game, he didn't tell the difference.
Ye Feng retracted his legs and saw that the knight was moving his wrist slightly, looking at him with a smile. Without waiting for Ye Feng to speak, the knight spoke: "The reaction is good, and the strength is not weak."
Ye Feng replied: "You are also very strong." He didn't lie, and with his hasty attack he was able to resist his own momentum, and the knight's strength should not be underestimated.
The knight smiled: "Thank you for the compliment, but if you don't have enough strength today, I will still kill you."
"Then let's see the real chapter under your hand," Ye Feng said lightly, and then pulled out his dagger from his calf.
The two did not speak again, and confronted each other quietly in the night. After a long time, the knight finally moved, sprinted, jumped into the air, and the dagger in his hand was regarded by him as a big knife, and slashed at Ye Feng's face.
Faced with the knight's taking advantage of the blow, Ye Feng did not take it hard, but dodged it. As if expecting that Ye Feng would not take his powerful blow, after the knight split the air, he immediately reversed the dagger and swept towards Ye Feng.
Seeing the knight's dagger, following him like a maggot on the tarsal bone, Ye Feng blocked the horizontal knife, and the two daggers touched in the air, colliding with a few sparks. Neither of them retreated, constantly increasing their strength, and through the dagger in their hands, they suppressed each other.
Realizing that Ye Feng's power was not below him, the knight raised his leg and swept towards Ye Feng's waist, and Ye Feng had to stretch out his left arm and block in the air. Seeing Ye Feng's distraction, the knight grabbed Ye Feng's right arm with one hand, and the dagger in his right hand slid through, passing through Ye Feng's block, and stabbing towards his heart. Ye Feng saw that the situation was not good, so he had to try his best to avoid the edge of the dagger, although he avoided the vital point, but he still left a wound on his chest. Ye Feng saw that the knight was attacking quickly, and he also launched an attack on him, twisting his arm, breaking out of the knight's control, and with a backhand wave, the dagger slashed at his chest and abdomen.
Seeing Ye Feng's movements, the knight hurriedly retreated, avoiding Ye Feng's attack, and the two once again distanced themselves.
Seeing Ye Feng's chest, which was already oozing blood, the knight smiled: "You have to be careful, next time, I will stab you in the heart."
Ye Feng said coldly: "Who pierced whose heart, it's not necessarily."
Hearing Ye Feng's words, the knight licked his lips and said, "Yes, I like your character." As soon as the words fell, he bullied Ye Feng again, and the two fought together again.
Ye Feng, who had already suffered a loss under the knight, was even more careful at this time, keeping his body and defense watertight, and at the same time looking at the gap and launching an attack on the knight.
The feeling of meeting opponents in chess made the two fight more and more, completely forgetting the time. An hour passed, and the two separated again, each panting for breath and sweating profusely on their heads. Blood oozed from the corner of the knight's mouth, and in addition to that, there was an extra cut in his shoulder, and the blood kept dripping down his arm and onto the ground. Ye Feng's back was also marked with a cut more than twenty centimeters long, and the blood had dyed his white shirt red. Obviously, Ye Feng fell into the downwind.
The knight bent over and panted: "Nightmare Killer Night, as expected, your strength is extraordinary, you can fight me for so long, except for the top perverted killers in Amamiya, you are the first one to let me fight so happily." It's not easy for you to be so young, and I believe that in a few years, I won't be your opponent. ”
Ye Feng wiped the sweat on his face and said to the knight: "You are also very good, you can be regarded as a strong opponent, but I will not easily hand over my life to you." Come on, see whose hand the deer dies. ”
"No more fighting." The knight waved his hand.
"Won't fight?" Ye Feng was puzzled: "I am the target of your mission this time."
"What's wrong with the mission goal, I suddenly became interested in you. As a killer, I actually have feelings, I want to know how long you can live if you touch the taboo. The knight said.
Ye Feng looked at the knight with a complicated face and said, "You are really a strange person."
"Hehe, do you think there can be a few normal people among the killers." The knight wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "But don't rest assured, after I go back, if your buyer is not satisfied, Amamiya will send other killers, and then you will not be so lucky." ”
"Thanks, I'll figure it out myself." Ye Feng said lightly.
"I'll go back three days late, you can use this time to get rid of the person who bought your life, of course, if you don't know who he is, then I can only wish you a lot of blessings." Knight Road.
"I owe you a favor, and I'll pay it back to you when I have the chance."
"No, if I lose interest in you one day, I'll take care of you personally." The knight waved his hand and walked into the hallway, where he was gone.
After the knight left, Ye Feng finally relaxed his tense nerves, if you really have to fight to the death tonight, Ye Feng is really not sure that he will survive, the strength of the knight really makes Ye Feng have to obey.
Dragging his tired body, Ye Feng returned to Su Yuan, and the long-term fierce fight and the loss of blood made him very weak at the moment. The wound on his back was still bleeding and had to stop as soon as possible. Ye Feng took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Xiao Yue, "Did you sleep?" ”
Soon, the text message came back, "Not yet, is there something wrong?" ”
"Can you come up for a moment?"
Tonight, Xiao Yue was lying on the bed in the room, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, thinking about the scene when Ye Feng and a few people came to eat today, thinking of being alone with Ye Feng in the bathroom, which made her blush, thinking of Ye Feng's lack of interest when eating, and a little lost. Girls are indeed the most emotional creatures, if they have different emotions for a person, then their every move will affect the girl's heart.
Just when Xiao Yue was thinking about it in bed, the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly rang with a text message ringtone, I don't know who sent her a message so late, Xiao Yue took the mobile phone on the bedside table in confusion, and found that it was Ye Feng who sent her a text message, asking her to go upstairs now, which suddenly made Xiao Yue's little face like a ripe apple, and her heart was pounding. It was already the middle of the night, and Ye Feng actually let himself go to his house. If other men told her that, she would only reply with a word of neurosis. However, this was Ye Feng, which made Xiao Yue's heart tangled again, but soon, Xiao Yue took his attention, gently got up from the bed, put on his clothes, and tiptoed out of the room. Fortunately, they moved to Su Yuan, and there are three bedrooms, so Xiao Yue doesn't have to squeeze in one room with her younger brother anymore, otherwise she may wake up her younger brother. Xiao Yue walked through the living room gently, opened the door, walked out, and gently closed the door.
With apprehension, Xiao Yue took the elevator to the twelfth floor, the last time Ye Feng told her his position upstairs, Xiao Yue has always remembered it. When he came to Ye Feng's door, Xiao Yue was about to knock on the door, but found that the door was not locked, but hidden, so he gently pushed the door open.
There was no light on in the room, it was dark, Xiao Yue vaguely saw a figure lying on his back on the sofa in the living room, Xiao Yue came to the sofa, blushed, and said shyly: "Ye Feng, I'm here, do you have something wrong."
Hearing Xiao Yue's words, Ye Feng said weakly: "I'm sorry to disturb you so late, I need you to do me a little favor."
Xiao Yue said: "It's okay, what's the help, you say, I will definitely help you."
Ye Feng said: "Let's turn on the light first, by the wall of the door."
Xiao Yue came to the wall of the entrance door as she said, felt the switch of the electric light, pressed it, and the living room suddenly brightened.
After turning on the light, Xiao Yue turned around and looked at Ye Feng, and the moment he saw Ye Feng, Xiao Yue couldn't help but let out an exclamation of "ah".
I saw Ye Feng on the sofa, his face was as pale as paper, and the shirt on his chest had been stained red with blood.
Xiao Yue covered her mouth and looked at Ye Feng in surprise, she was already at a loss at this time.
Ye Feng wanted to sit up, Xiao Yue hurriedly ran over, grabbed Ye Feng's shoulder with one hand, and supported Ye Feng's back with the other, but her action made Ye Feng "hiss" and gasp. Xiao Yue was puzzled, and let go of the hand holding Ye Feng's back, only to find that his hands were full of blood, and the wound on Ye Feng's back also appeared in front of Xiao Yue's eyes. Xiao Yue's blood-stained palm kept trembling, her small mouth opened slightly, she was speechless, and when she saw the wound on Ye Feng's body, tears fell unconsciously.