An Fei slowly walked up to the third floor, his steps were light and elegant, like a wandering cheetah, his eyes were looking straight ahead, but if he looked closely, he would find that his eyes were not focused, and there would be gains and losses, when a person focuses on something, he will naturally ignore other things, and only by distracting his attention can he grasp any slight change. 【】

Ampaire's confidence is not blind, no matter when and where, he can analyze his own strengths and weaknesses, the strengths and weaknesses of his opponents as quickly as possible, and use them. He learned a lot from Thor and Ernest, as far as the current situation is concerned, Anfei thinks that he has the absolute upper hand, because the strong people in this world often have to rely on sensing magic or fighting energy to find the enemy in the melee between sneak attack and anti-sneak attack, and he does not have fighting energy, and the fluctuation of magic power is also extremely weak, in other words, the enemy can't find him, unless he witnesses his actions, and he can easily find all opponents by induction!

An Fei walked to the door of a room on the third floor, blew out the candle behind him, waited for a while, took out a small cloth bag from his arms, opened the cloth bag and took out a magnet, which he only bought today, but he didn't expect it to come in handy immediately.

Amphi had observed his room, as well as Thor and Ernest's, and found that the doors of the House of Roses were fixed with a spring, and the door frame had a convex layer, which was difficult to open with a card, and he didn't have a suitable card, and although the magnet was a bit stupid, it was also effective.

Two minutes later, An Fei stepped into the room, there was a bald middle-aged man sleeping soundly on the big bed in the corner of the room, stupid people have stupid blessings, in fact, it is a lucky thing to be an ordinary person, he can't sense the elemental fluctuations of the fire dragon, and he can't sense An Fei walking into the room, even if the fire dragon turned the entire hotel into a flame purgatory, he is also dead in a daze, completely unaware of what fear and pain are.

An Fei walked over gently, and used the edge of his palm to force everything on the middle-aged man's neck, and the middle-aged man went from a coma to a coma.

Standing in the middle of the room, An Fei drew his long sword at a very slow speed, stabbed it down, and the long sword slammed into the floor, and then An Fei pulled out his long sword again, observing something thoughtfully.

The gloomy old man was in a somewhat agitated mood, judging from the current time, Tanan should have escaped from Thor's pursuit and fled into the sewers, which also means that Thor is coming back soon!

"Stupid pig, I have to do it myself for such a trivial matter!" The gloomy old man couldn't wait any longer, scolded hatefully, stood up and walked out.

An Fei, who was in the dark, suddenly opened his eyes, his body was vertical, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight upwards like a poisonous snake!

An Fei had done an experiment in his room, and also did an experiment on the third floor, the entire Rose House Hotel turned out to be a pure wooden building, and through visual inspection, An Fei knew that the thickness of the floor was only between five centimeters and six centimeters, to be precise, he used sixty percent of his strength to smash this level of wood with his fist, and it was even easier to pierce the wooden board with a long sword.

The gloomy old man never dreamed that the attack would come from his feet! When he realized that something was wrong, An Fei's long sword had already pierced into his heel, and broke through the fragile barrier of flesh and blood, and the tip of the sword had pierced into his calf, and the gloomy old man couldn't help but let out a terrible howl.

Immediately afterwards, with a bang, the floor behind the old man was smashed by An Fei with all his strength, An Fei's opponent this time was a mid-level swordsman after all, and his strength was far above Mott and Caribbean Man, he was shocked but not confused, and he was in pain but not panicked, and swept his backhand sword behind him, even if he didn't use his fighting energy, the place where the tip of the sword swept was still a tearing sound like a light whistling.

An Fei's movements were too fast, too fast for the opponent to think, and the movements made by the gloomy old man were completely instinctive, and instinct would make him ignore some things that should not be ignored.

The blade of the sword is flat, this is not nonsense! An Fei struck a blow, but did not pull out the long sword, the long sword was still stuck on the wooden board, the old man with a gloomy face swung the sword with his backhand, and his heel inevitably made a certain angle of rotation, which made the blade stir in his calf, what is the meaning of tearing tendons and bones? This is tearing tendons and bones! The intense pain is not something that ordinary people can bear, the old man with a gloomy face let out a howl again, and the long sword in his hand was almost thrown on the ground, and the blood bubbled around his wound.

Bang Anfei smashed the floor again, piercing three meters in front of the old man's chest, waving a sharp candlestick in his hand, stabbing the old man's chest like a spear.

In the end, it was a middle-level swordsman, the old man was plotted by An Fei one after another, and he was still able to fight back, his long sword swung out from the bottom up, and it hit the candlestick, An Fei only felt a pain in his hands, and he couldn't hold the candlestick anymore, and the candlestick came out of his hand, first smashed to the ceiling, and then fell to the ground diagonally, rolled a few times and never moved again.

An Fei stepped back, distanced himself from the old man, nodded with a smile on the corner of his mouth and said, "Yes, very strong!"

The gloomy old man was so angry that he almost wanted to fall into a coma, he was the only one who plotted against others, and today he suffered from An Fei's plot, only to understand how strong the unwillingness in his heart was, he looked at An Fei viciously, the weight of his whole body was placed on his left leg, and his right leg did not dare to move, but in order to maintain balance, his right leg still had to bear some force, which made him feel miserable. The gloomy old man barely concentrated, and with his fighting spirit, the long sword in his hand gradually emitted a white light.

An Fei jumped on the windowsill with a light jump, the window was open, An Fei reached out and grabbed the top of the window frame, leaving the old man with a meaningful smile, and then his figure went up.

Although An Fei's climbing technique is not as high as the legendary light skills, as long as the tips of his fingers can catch it, he can go up, and climb to the eaves in three times and two times, An Fei took out a handful of things from his arms, waved his hand and threw it on it.

It was the peas that Anfei had prepared, and the beans spilled on the ridge of the roof and rolled down the slope with a crackling sound.

Seeing An Fei's figure disappear in front of him, the gloomy old man didn't dare to be careless, he held a long sword, stared upward, his ears were pricked up, listening to all the suspicious sounds, what he couldn't understand was that the slight noise came and went, he didn't know what An Fei was doing.

At this moment, An Fei had returned to the third floor, silently looking at the hilt of the sword on the ceiling, and judging the part that would kill with one blow from the shadow in the hole. Can you create illusions? The answer is yes, yes! Among other things, almost every modern magician is a master of creating illusions and guiding them!

An Fei climbed up in front of the other party, and deliberately made a noise on the ridge of the roof, the old man with a gloomy face naturally thought that An Fei was lurking on the roof, waiting for an opportunity to sneak up on him, so he had already focused all his attention on the top, but he never expected that An Fei would run down again.

Those who stumble twice on the same stone are fools, reasoning in the opposite direction, a liar who uses the same method to deceive the same person is the stupidest liar, and a killer who assassinates the same person in the same way is also the most incompetent killer, the other party has already tasted the bitterness, and it will be his turn to taste the bitterness again!

An Fei's strange and impermanent methods made the old man really a little timid, plus he himself suffered heavy losses and was in an extremely unfavorable situation, he subconsciously regarded An Fei as the most terrible opponent, so although he thought that An Fei would not leave just now, there must be a killing move, but in his opinion, this terrible opponent would not use the same trick repeatedly like an imbecile, not to mention that there was a voice above that continued to sound!

The gloomy old man had already carried all his fighting energy, his body was shrouded in a cloud of white light, and there was also a sword on the tip of the sword about half a foot uncertain, he knew that his movement was very inconvenient, so he tried to use the sword to launch a sudden attack to survive defeat.

An Fei was hesitating, he had already judged the exact location of the old man, but if he wanted to kill him with one blow, he would still want to make the old man more injured? An Fei also had a candlestick in his hand, and it was very vicious to attack the opponent's lower yin from his position, but if he was blocked by the other party, he would not be able to kill the other party in a short period of time! If he dragged Sol back, this was what An Fei did not want to see, and he did not want to lose the trust of Sol and Ernest.

Amphi made a quick decision, and with a flick of his arm, the candlestick stabbed upwards like lightning, stabbing the ground into the plank.

The gloomy old man was still looking up, and the sharp pain in his left foot made him fall to the ground after a wail, and both feet were severely injured, not to mention that he was a mid-level sword master, even if he was a great sword master, he could not continue to stand in place.

It didn't matter if he was forced to pull the sword and the tip of the candlestick out of his feet, after the candlestick pierced the wooden board, the remaining strength was exhausted, and the damage caused to him was not very serious, but the long sword pierced deeply, and as a result, he broke the long sword with his flesh and blood, and the old man's eyes were black, and he couldn't breathe in pain, and his body was clumped.

An Fei rose up again, and swung his right fist out with all his might, and the fierce punch smashed through the plank, and hit the old man's chest hard, the old man had just fallen, but he was bounced up like a spring, and a large piece of his chest was also concave.

An Fei jumped up to the fourth floor from the hole, his hands shook, a dinner fork and a dinner knife slipped down his left and right cuffs respectively, slid to his fingertips, and the next moment, the dinner fork and dinner knife flashed away, and when they reappeared, they had stopped at the old man's throat.

Anfei let out a sigh of relief, turned and quickly rushed downstairs, now it was time to race against the clock, and he had something to take care of before Thor and Ernest returned.

In fact, after killing Mott and Caribbean Man, Anfei could choose to hide and wait for Thor and Ernest to return, but neither Mott nor Caribbean Man posed any threat to Anfei, and Anfei needed a comparison to calculate his position, lest he do something inconsistent with his strength in the future, so he still found the strongest person he sensed.