The moment she saw Iron Fist's chest pierced, Lisa let out a scream of surprise before shrinking back. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Qasim, on the other hand, behaved quite bravely, not only did he not retreat, but he stood up and kept rubbing his left and right hands together.

I saw that his two palms had turned bright red in less than a second when they rubbed against each other, and the palms were already red and white, looking like a soldering iron.

Qasim raised his left hand, and then he snapped his fingers twice with his right hand over his left hand, only to see a flame immediately burning in the palm of his left hand.

With his hands spread out, Qasim blew lightly in the direction of the assassin disguised as an attendant.

I saw that the small flame in his hand was blown out by his breath, and instantly turned into a swirling flame and rushed towards the assassin disguised as a waiter.

The Assassin was also quick to react, and he raised his leg and kicked Iron Fist in the abdomen and sent him flying, while he grabbed the cart with his right hand and smashed it in the direction of Qasim.

The flames that erupted from Kassym's hands, though they looked massive and spectacular, were nothing more than ordinary flames, and the Assassin barely dodged them with a roll to the side, and although his back was slightly touched by the flames, they didn't look serious.

Kassim's situation was not so optimistic, he wanted to dodge when the cart smashed at him, but he found Lisa hiding not far behind him, and if he dodged, the cart would inevitably hit Lisa, who was defenseless.

So Qasim immediately turned around and pushed Lisa away, but his own back was directly hit by the cart, and the huge force instantly smashed him to the ground without the slightest defense.

The Assassin who stood up kept his fake smile on his face, and walked over to Lisa, who was curled up on the couch.

At this moment, he felt as if his ankle was being clamped by an iron tong, and when he turned around, the assassin looked in amazement as the iron fist that had just been kicked by him struggled to crawl to his side, reaching out and grabbing his ankle.

Seeing the Assassin's surprised gaze, Iron Fist's mouth tugged at a hideous grin, and he threw the Assassin's body out with one hand with a flick of his right arm.

Holding on to the wall, he trembled and climbed up, while feeling the smell of blood and the hot pain coming from under the esophagus, Iron Fist thought with a little headache: "Trouble, I didn't expect these guys to come over at this time, basically all the people who have combat effectiveness have gone out." At this time, the explosion was hiding in another room to study his own things, and there was no way to contact him immediately...... And that fire-breathing kid also looks like he's temporarily out of combat, so I'm going to take this injury and defeat this agile assassin again? ”

It would not be wrong to say that this assassin was agile, after being thrown away by the iron fist, he immediately flipped in the air at such a short distance, then stepped on the wall with both feet to reduce the impact, and when he landed, he landed on the ground with one hand and made a perfect tumble before getting up.

Such a series of movements, not to mention the current iron fist, even in an intact state, he probably does not have such smooth movements, although the strength and physique of this assassin do not seem to be very strong, but his agility and reaction must have a level of D or above.

I haven't done much analysis, the longer this situation drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for Iron Fist, after all, Ye Heren and they have only just gone out at this moment, and it is impossible for them to return within ten minutes.

Thinking of this, Iron Fist rushed out with a single step, and his right fist slammed into the assassin's head as if it had been cannonballed.

However, the Assassin's reflexes were remarkably quick, and he easily dodged Iron Fist's barrage of attacks, instead adding scars to Iron Fist's body with his short knife hidden in his thigh.

After feeling the short knife grazing his right arm and leaving a bloody mark, Iron Fist shortened, and crossed his arms in front of him.

Although several people are now living in the luxurious suites of the hotel, the size of the living room is not too large for two people with this level of strength, and the assassin really can't dodge it when he charges with all his strength with the iron fist.

However, his reaction was also very quick, and after realizing that he could not dodge, the Assassin immediately stabbed the blade downwards with his backhand, and as Iron Fist's arms slammed into his abdomen, the short knife in his hand remained deep in the back of Iron Fist's heart.

Straightening up, Iron Fist took a deep breath as he saw the assassin who had been knocked out by himself and collapsed limply on the ground after hitting the wall, and at that moment he felt his vision suddenly darken.

As his vision darkened, he felt that his limbs were several times heavier, and he couldn't help but stumble backwards and take a few steps, propping his iron fist on the table with one hand, covering his forehead and thinking, "What's the matter?" That shouldn't have been a fatal injury! And the amount of blood loss is not very large, which is ......"

Just when Iron Fist felt that something was wrong, the assassin who was still limp and collapsed on the ground just now actually stood up again, and Iron Fist, who faintly felt the assassin's movements, reluctantly made a defensive posture for the first time.

However, his vision had begun to blur, and naturally he was unable to dodge the three throwing knives thrown by the assassin.

The three knives stabbed him in the cheek, left shoulder, and right chest, giving him a low grunt, a large pool of blood coughing up from his iron fist mouth, and he fell backwards.

Looking at the large pool of blood gushing out of Iron Fist's right chest, the assassin wiped the blood that had oozed from the corner of his mouth, and then whispered to himself, "...... It's really bad luck, I didn't expect the first guy to assassinate was actually the right heart......"

Turning, the strange assassin walked slowly towards Lisa, crouching down as he passed by Iron Fist, and pulled the short knife from the back of Iron Fist.

The short knife in his hand kept spinning, and a strange smile appeared on the assassin's face, and when he was less than two meters away from Lisa, the assassin flicked his right arm, and the short knife in his hand flew straight towards Lisa's head.

From the other side of the room, a spinning silver knife spun around and caught up with the short knife thrown by the assassin, and the two collided in the air and stabbed into the wall next to it.