Chapter 232: Thieves? Call me an assassin!

Yu Qingge is very sad, yes, he feels that his luck has been sliding all the way from the peak to the valley since that person took over as squad leader, testing his ability again and again, if he was the Chinese team in table tennis before, then after entering this school, he fell to the level of the Japanese team, and after the guy who even had a taboo name became the squad leader, his luck instantly fell to the level of the Russian team, although there is a series of teams below, but he really doesn't want to break the bottom line anymore!

As a person with a good father, a good family, money, beauty and a sister, he has been reduced to using a knife to talk to people, it is already pitiful, please God don't make jokes about him again!

Ever since he got the notice from the 'principal', he felt like he was about to become Superman who saved the world, with his panties turned out, but. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo。。。 It's a pity that with the lessons that will deduct his life at any time and the exams that will really die again and again, he knows that he can't even save himself。。。。。。

So,Based on his years of game experience,,He successfully became a full-time thief, a profession with strong survivability.,And he plans to follow-up full-time full-time for the 'scout' This girl will run.,The movement speed is comparable to the maglev train profession.,But。。。。 It seems to be a fake deliberately released by the headmaster of the cheating father.,Although his profession is called a 'thief',But in fact... It's all an assassin's job!

Super high physical attack and extremely technical control skills, even flat slashes have a 50% more damage bonus than others! But.... Ultra-thin armor and ultra-low health... It's just the principal's joke to him, a super-high school level who just wants to live!

But adhering to the black-hearted merchant's consistent law of 'no return', he can only ride on the road of the assassin version of the thief, and go farther and farther, as for the 'scout' profession, on a dark and windy night, he spent a whole low-level scholarship to find out from the evil headmaster that the pre-occupation of this thing turned out to be 'thief'!

It's a big pit of dead feathers.。。。

Fortunately, for a virgin-female-sign, this pursuit of precise movements, clear purpose, and accurate skills are also a match to a certain extent, plus Yu Dashao himself seems to be very similar to the 'thief', so after some combat and training, he successfully became the top three thieves in the second grade of the Huaxia branch, which made Yu Dashao can only be a wolf in the howling moon, and sighed.

For an excellent thief, the most annoying thing is actually not to restrain their heavy armor units in the game, for those who have rough skin and thick meat, and those who are beaten and beaten, thieves with high agility and dexterity are actually very welcome, and the movement speed and sluggish reaction of the tin cans that can be called turtle speed in the eyes of thieves can make thieves play a high-completion action, at most the battle time is a little longer, on the contrary, those who seem to have fine skin and tender flesh are the most hated guys by thieves, The movements that are not slower than the thieves because of long-term spell casting, the strange state blessings, and the spells that will either kill or hurt as long as they hit, are simply any thief's nightmare.

And now, in this 'history lesson', the guy he met who had to 'skip class' at the cost of 30 years of life for Gu Yue, who had just been beaten, was really a hard stubble.

With the same will to fight as a barbarian, the same resistance to beatings as a shield warrior, a more terrifying explosion than a mage, and a speed that is only a step weaker than himself, Yu Qingge feels a little nervous...

(Fortunately, it's not a fatal 'exam', it's a big deal to desperately deduct 30 years of life to 'skip class'!) Fight! ）

Watching the smoke and dust around him gradually fall, Yu Qingge slowly bent over Zhang Yinyuan in the state of 'sneaking', tiptoeing, dragging his legs, hooking the knife, lowering his eyes, closer, there are still 10 meters, and the mark on the other party's body is like a light in the dark night to guide him.

Finally, he glanced at the other party from the corner of his eye, from the strange posture of the other party, he had a feeling of training under the supervision of the 'head teacher', he simply took a breath at the slowest rhythm, closed his eyes, sealed his nose, pursed his lips, and only relied on the imprint firmly imprinted in the darkness as a guide, closer, 8 meters, and was already on the verge of launching an offensive.

As if stepping on smooth pebbles in a turbid river, the heart stopped beating under the suppression of energy, the blood no longer flowed, the brain emptied, and only the muscles released a faint bioelectricity that even deep-sea fish could not detect, and the mechanical wriggling, 6 meters, the hair on the whole body suddenly exploded.

(Discovered!) ）

The oncoming red energy, as if pulling up a mountain and a tree, seemed to fall headlong into a mountain fire in Yu Qingge's spiritual sense world, and the fierce beast with its whole body fur was ignited while venting the sharp pain of its body being burned with a heart-rending roar, while staring at itself with the eyes of choosing people and devouring people, fighting to be burned to death and devouring the horror of devouring itself!

The whole pitch-black spiritual world was surrounded by raging fire, as far as the eye could see, there were flames that filled the entire field of vision roughly, the fire that even the sky, the fire that burned to the top of his head, the fire that surrounded him, the fire with the dark smoke, the fire that went back and forth, and the fire that used the red tongue of fire **** all the fire, which filled his world without any other color of the flame woke him up to sleep in the deepest part of his brain, and he was desperate in the closed secret room that he would never want to think of again, so that every day was not spiritual, Shouting out the desperation that should not be there.

As a mortal, crying in the flames, under the torment of both mind and body, watching his skin be charred and cracked, smelling the never-ending aroma of roasted meat, hearing the madness of his bones crackling in the flames, and finally everything turned to charred despair the moment he signed that admission letter.

"Whoa!!!!!"

The piercing howl completely wiped out the impact of his noble son's posture, a clean face suddenly turned blue, hideous and terrible like a ghost, twisted and ugly like a demon, and the terrifying expression that was difficult for a living person to make appeared instantly on Yu Qingge's face, as if he had changed to a miserable soul that had been roasted in hell for thousands of years in an instant, Yu Qingge's whole body was full of black light, and dozens of shadows as black as ink suddenly erupted from him, and even Yu Qingge himself was torn to pieces by this shadow, which happened to flash Zhang Yinyuan's burning one. Blazing'!

Every shadow is like a doppelganger of Yu Qingge, vivid, even the clothes on the body are not the same.

Each shadow was hideous, like a ghost, fierce and vicious, scrawny, with jagged teeth and exposed claws, and long, slender daggers reflecting the cold of iron in the blazing sun.

Every shadow seemed to crawl out of the blood-stained inkstone, dripping with blood-dripping ink, as if the ink figure had broken away from the mural of the eighteen-story hell of the City God Temple, setting off a gust of yin wind, biting and cold.

Dozens of shadows raised the dagger in their hands around Zhang Yinyuan at the same time, and in that surging ink-colored energy, they were neatly inserted into Zhang Yinyuan from dozens of tricky angles! In less than half a meter of the knife distance, the speed of the knife faster than the sound tore through the air, leaving only dazzling white lines in the air, with a piercing wind and a terrible howl, even the fine smoke and dust were strangled and killed!

"Who dares to burn me again!"