Chapter 116: Spring Between Life and Death

This "Golden Ghost Face" is different from He Fang, it is relatively rough, and it should be created in a short period of time.

But that's not the point......

The other party appeared in front of his door wearing a golden ghost face, which in itself was a very serious problem.

"Surprised? The man spoke, as if he was not at all surprised by He Fang's expression, on the contrary, he took a step towards He Fang.

"You know me?" He Fang took a step back again.

If the other party is a woman, he can suspect that Dongfang Qin is playing a prank with him, but if it is a man, this meaning is different.

"Sort of. The man nodded and continued to move forward, a cruel smile rising at the corner of the golden ghost's mouth: "By the way, I'm here to kill you." ”

"Huh. While laughing, He Fang also directly picked up the chair behind him and threw it towards the man.

"Smack!"

The chair smashed to the floor.

The man, on the other hand, easily dodged in a strange smoke-like posture.

"Very strong! Stronger than the other!" He Fang quickly made a judgment in his heart, the strength of the man in front of him was definitely far beyond the opponents he had encountered before.

After all, his strength has strengthened a lot.

Moreover, it was a sudden attack at such a close distance, and the space to dodge was so narrow, it was very difficult to dodge this blow.

But the other party is very relaxed.

"Kill, help...... Come on, Xia Shiyu! Jin Lei ...... Oriental ...... Xia Xue'er!" He Fang shouted without hesitation after he figured it out.

But just as he shouted, he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance between his noses.

It smells very good, but it is particularly intoxicating.

It's like drinking two or three bottles of liquor in one sitting.

He Fang shook his head.

But the body suddenly became very heavy, and the world in front of him kept spinning, and even the men in front of him began to become innumerable.

"I seem to ...... Middle...... Hit?"

"It's Ecstasy!" the man smiled, and then, with an arrow, he was in front of him, and at the same time, a dagger flashed out, piercing He Fang's throat.

Whether it's timing, or decisiveness.

The men didn't waste a single bit of their time.

To come up is to kill!

He Fang saw that the dagger was in front of him, and the whole person was also a spirit, so he instinctively fell back.

"Plop!"

Fell to the ground.

His head hit the ground directly.

He Fang only felt that the sky was spinning, and there was a feeling of Venus in his eyes.

But he still took out the golden ghost face for the first time and put it on his face.

And at the same time that he put on the golden ghost face, the man's voice came again.

"Sure enough, you're a little beast!"

He Fang couldn't think about the meaning of the other party's words, because, at the same time as the voice came, the dagger came to him again.

This time, there is no way to go back.

You can only dodge.

The cold feeling of the golden ghost face made He Fang's mind inexplicably pour a clear stream, as if he had been poured ice water from his head.

"Thorn!"

The dagger grazed Hefang's scalp and stabbed it on the ground.

He Fang's body sweated like rain.

"How is that possible?!" the man was visibly stunned for a moment, because, in his opinion, it was impossible for He Fang to avoid his blow no matter what.

"Get out of here!" After He Fang's mind cleared up, he immediately reacted, and raised his feet up sharply, making a rabbit fighting eagle posture.

"Bang!"

Put two feet on the man's body.

But the man was not kicked off, but just retreated three steps back.

"It seems that this mask ...... It's extraordinary!" The man's eyes were fixed on the golden ghost's face, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

The dagger turned.

Again stabbed in the same direction.

He Fang's current posture is not good, the other party does not give him a chance to stand up at all, and every stab is straight to the point, obviously to kill him.

And, the main thing is......

The other party is too decisive.

From the moment you enter the door, you will cast the Ecstasy incense, and then, decisively, you will be sure that the other party knows where there are helpers around.

"Die!" the dagger in the man's hand was very fast.

He Fang has no way to avoid it, the other party's strength is too strong, even if he wears the golden ghost face, it is still a little worse, plus he is occupied by the other party, he can only block this thorn with his hands.

"Thorn!"

The dagger pierces the palm of the hand.

Blood splattered.

He Fang felt a sharp stinging pain, but this stinging pain made him more sober, he didn't care about the pain, and the pierced palm grabbed the dagger forcibly.

The man didn't pull out the dagger.

This made the corners of his mouth more and more cold, fighting at close range, not only in terms of strength, but also in that ruthlessness.

And who clearly has this.

The man didn't hesitate, and with a touch of the other at his waist, he pulled out another dagger.

"Death?!" He Fang's heart rose to his throat, and his two feet kicked to the ground vigorously, trying to stand up first.

But the other party didn't give him any chance.

Deceived again.

Seeing that the new dagger was about to be stabbed down again, He Fang already had a little despair.

And at this moment, a loud shout finally sounded at the door.

"Where!"

Immediately after, a ray of light shot in, and in an instant, it wrapped around the man's arm.

He Fang looked at the dagger that was less than five millimeters away from his throat, his eyes were round, but he still didn't forget to raise his foot and kick again.

"Bang!"

The man was kicked back again.

This time, however, he did not attack again, and in the moment of retreat, one of his feet hit the ground, and then, he jumped over the top of his head.

"Huh!"

The dagger flew out of its hand and stabbed downward.

Blazing fast.

But a figure had already arrived in front of him, dressed in a blue and white nightdress, and a head of silky black hair that fell over his shoulders.

A faint body fragrance, and a somewhat cold expression.

Xia Shiyu's hand was in front of He Fang, and in her hand, a white air flow was condensed.

"Thorn!"

The dagger slashed.

A drop of blood dropped.

But Xia Shiyu didn't seem to feel it, and used her body to protect He Fang.

It's just that the man wearing the mask has already hit his head on the window of the hotel at this time, and the sound of broken glass sounded.

It's convenient to jump off the building directly......

"Don't run!" Xia Xue'er, who was standing at the door, shouted, pulled the alloy umbrella that was wrapped around the man back, and pulled the man's body back violently, stuck in the window.

Then, another figure rushed over.

It was Dongfang Qin, who was wearing a short white dress.

A stride.

Dongfang Qin stepped over from He Fang's head.

Where is the only thing you can see......

It's that little bit of infinite spring.

"Where are you going, eat this girl's palm!" Dongfang Qin didn't notice He Fang's expression at all, and was bent on revenge and blood hatred.