"Hey!"

The host "Ice Floe" Yukihiko shouted, and his body had already reacted naturally. He stepped on the ground with his left foot, kicked the wall with his right foot, and in the next second, the whole person had rushed forward like a rocket.

"Damn, late response." He thought to himself at the same time.

With the speed and action of a host, he can be anywhere in a fifth of the room in less than a second. Not only him, but all five hosts here have such physical abilities. The position in which they stand may seem casual is actually very deliberate, just enough to ensure that the entire venue is completely encased.

The five of them are definitely the ones with extremely high alertness and outstanding observation skills among the hosts, but this time Xue Yan knew that his spirit was still a little slack. Although Wang Bei's action of smashing the dice was expected by him, Xiao Leping's posture of stepping forward to persuade him was too logical and deceptive, and he couldn't react in advance for a while.

Fortunately, Xiang Nanxing's struggle bought him extra time. By the time Yukihiko took his first step, the distance between them had been reduced to less than five meters. The nickname "Ice Floe" is meant to describe his ethereal steps, as if his feet do not touch the ground, and he is naturally very confident in his speed and flexibility. He was 100% sure that as long as he took two more steps, he could bypass the entangled Xiang Xiao and the others without delay, and directly block the three people who were attacking him.

However, at this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed his arm. Xue Yan instinctively wanted to shake it off, but the other party's hand was like a pincer, and once he grabbed it, he didn't let go, and he couldn't shake it off.

Not only that, but in addition to the amazing grip, the other thing he did was more like magic. At the same time as his arm was grabbed, Yukihiko's rush out stopped unnaturally. He felt that the other party only pulled the body that rushed forward with a slight force, and no matter how hard he tried to run, the power brought by the step seemed to lose its direction. The thought was to move forward, but instead caused himself to stumble and almost fall to the ground.

Masters! Yukihiko was taken aback. Just relying on one hand to grasp the opponent's arm was enough to affect the center of gravity movement, this trick he had only seen the instructor demonstrate before, and he didn't have much feeling, only felt that it was a skill that only existed in legends. I didn't expect that today, I would really have the opportunity to taste the taste of being restrained like this.

He turned his head and was greeted by the eerie mask. When no one noticed, the masked man who was originally sitting on the sofa actually made a move!

No, it's not that it didn't notice.

A drop of cold sweat slowly slipped down Yukihiko's forehead. He remembered that he had been watching the situation in front of him, wary of possible attacks. At the moment when he noticed that the situation had changed and Wang Bei and the others pulled out their weapons, he also subconsciously glanced at them and confirmed the condition of the other two people on the field.

He didn't remember anything else awkward in his vision at the time, which at least meant that the Masked Man was still sitting on the couch as he had done at that point. In other words, the masked man, having started almost at the same time, even later than he did, and with a great loss in his initial position, the masked man moved more distance than he did, and waited here as if he had foreseen his course, stuck in the interval between the two steps, and grabbed his arm as soon as he raised his hand.

Strength, reflexes, speed, skill, anticipation, these are all the standards of first-class hosts...... No, it's not an exaggeration to call it super-first-class, some of the hosts Xue Yan has seen may have individual abilities similar to this person, but to reach or approach this level at the same time, he can't think of it for a while.

And the huge sense of coercion exuded by the masked man in the next second immediately reminded him of his former mentor, the old-timer who was known as the "strongest host" when he was young.

"Stand still." The masked man just said five words lightly. There seemed to be some kind of magical magic in his voice, and the other four hosts obviously didn't have any arms grabbed like Xue Yan, but the moment they heard this, they all froze and stopped suddenly.

Their faces were pale, and their foreheads were almost immediately covered with a thin layer of sweat. At that moment just now, all of them could feel that the masked man was about to rush straight towards him in the next second, with a strong killing intent. The rapid physical reaction brought about by the rigorous training made them stop moving forward before they came back to their senses, and naturally switched to a state of alert, but when they saw it clearly, they realized that the masked man had actually been standing in place all the time, holding Yukihiko's arm, and standing firmly.

Relying entirely on the instantaneous explosion of killing intent, he suppressed the four middle-level hosts who went all out without moving a single step!

"Just watch from the sidelines." He said lightly.

It was not without a shock in the hearts of several other people, but at this moment, they could no longer care about it. Facing the three oncoming people, Xiang Nanxing stomped his foot fiercely, and he stopped falling backwards. At the same time, he threw his head back with the momentum of kicking the ground, and the back of his head hit the opponent's forehead hard.

The back of his head hit his forehead, which must have been a loss for him, but this sudden blow made Xiao Leping's clamp at least relax for a moment. Xiang Nanxing endured the sharp tingling sensation on his head, and with a slam of his hands, he finally broke free of the restraints.

"Come on!" He took out the dagger hidden in his waist with his backhand, and was about to break through to meet the enemy, when suddenly his heart trembled, and he had a feeling.

"Ding."

With a crisp thud, his wrist lifted, and the bracer guard was just right to hold the sharp blade that slashed at his throat. It turned out that Xiao Leping took out the weapon on his body as soon as his hands were broken away, and raising his hand was about to kill him.

"Now it's a cold weapon brawl."

At such a nervous time, a ridicule flashed unconsciously in Xiang Nanxing's mind. Because of this delay, the opportunity to meet the enemy has been missed, and the three of them are surrounded in a fan shape, and it is difficult to avoid being caught in the middle no matter which direction they rush. Before the brain could come up with a countermeasure, Xiang Nanxing's body had already reacted naturally.

His left hand, which was wearing a bracer, slid down with the force of Xiao Leping's slash, and suddenly reached out with his backhand and grabbed his wrist tightly. He slammed his body backwards, and his steps were wrong, Xiao Leping only felt a flower in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, Xiang Nanxing had disappeared from his field of vision.

"Hey!"

He cried out in pain, only to realize that his arm had been twisted back with force, and the knife could not be held steadily, and his hand fell off. He felt heavy breathing on his left side, and a metal-like object on his other neck that was cold to the touch.

Xiang Nanxing was standing behind him, panting, these few quick steps and the ups and downs of his emotions made his breathing completely disordered. However, his left hand tightly twisted Xiao Leping's hand, and with the other hand, he held the dagger and stuck it to the latter's neck, as long as he pushed a little more force down, blood would gush out.

The blade was sharpened, and although there was no extra hand to grab his body, Xiao Leping could only stand up automatically and consciously, and he didn't dare to move. Xiang Nanxing was close to him from behind, and he could feel that this body was trembling slightly. Xiao Leping's back of his neck instantly had a large goosebump, but his neck was as stiff as marble. It's an effort to stay calm, but you can't control it.

Would this person have been scared too? Such a funny question suddenly flashed through his mind.

He saw that Wang Bei and the others obviously hesitated when facing him. At this time, they had come to a fairly close place, and they could almost swing their knives out after taking another step, but after seeing Xiang Nanxing restraining Xiao Leping, they stopped suddenly, and the expression on their faces was extremely strange.

"Stand back!" Xiang Nanxing shouted in a hoarse voice. He added a little more force to his hand, and the blade sank deeper into the skin of Xiao Leping's neck. Of course, Xiao Leping's face could not be seen from his angle, but judging from the expressions of Wang Bei and the others who suddenly became flustered, this threat was even more effective than expected.

"Okay, you calm down first."

Wang Bei exhaled a long breath and raised his hand to signal Xiang Nanxing not to be impulsive. He retracted his weapon at his waist and spread his hands to show no hostility. Huo Yinan and Wu Wenfeng also did the same.

"I'm talking about stepping back. If I get too close, I'll be nervous, afraid that I won't be able to hold the knife steadily. Xiang Nanxing stared at their feet.

"Okay, okay."

After a little hesitation, Wang Bei reacted first. He smiled bitterly, and then took a cautious step back, two steps, as light as if he might startle a sleeping child. The other two followed, and they retreated all the way until they were five steps away before slowly gaining a foothold.

"Is it okay?" Wang Bei said.

Xiang Nanxing did not answer.

For him, the brief sense of euphoria that came with the success of the threat had passed, and the doubts that came to his mind at this time were instead. He just had to grab Xiao Leping as a hostage when he had no other choice, thinking that it would be good to make the other party's actions hesitate a little. However, the current effect is far beyond his imagination, Wang Bei, Huo Yinan and Wu Wenfeng, as strongmen who once dominated one side on the island, would really be jealous because of Xiao Leping's small shrimp-like character?

He knew before that Xiao Leping and the three opposite were in a group, but he always thought that this person's role in the team was a lubricant, or a hub to coordinate the contradictions between the three bigwigs. Liang Jingmo had planned to escort him away, but he saw that once he left, there would be problems with the cooperation on the other side. Xiang Nanxing also understands that the combination of three strong and one weak will play a key role in the weak person who coordinates from it.

But at this point, it seems like the complete opposite? It doesn't matter if you care more about the coordination of the team, there is no reason why the life of a small person can make the three people on the other side so concerned, and even made them show a rare panicked look for a while.

Or is it that one of Luo Baichuan's followers would be so important?

Of course not. He had already guessed that it was not as simple as a follower.

"So, who the hell are you?" Xiang Nanxing frowned.

()

Set a small goal first, such as remembering in 1 second: book guest residence