Wu sat on the chair back, hugging the back of the chair, with his chin next to the top of the back of the chair. He had been waiting in the old building for a long time.

Waiting didn't make him irritable, people are always very patient when waiting for death, but he wasn't waiting for death, he was waiting for a package, or waiting for someone to deliver it.

He felt like a fallen pawn, standing on the crosshairs, silently waiting for the end. He can't resist, and as a member of the over-the-top shareholder, he has duties that he must fulfill. He didn't want to rebel, because he wanted to know who was playing chess and what his purpose was.

Finally a man walked in the doorway behind him, wearing a hood and holding a package in his hand.

Wu Xiaosheng turned around, crossed Erlang's legs, and said to the figure under the gray hood: "I'm really sorry for you." ”

He didn't speak, walked quietly to the table with his head down, put the package on the table, and then walked to the right side not far behind him under Wu Xiao's gaze.

Wu Xiaosa asked: "Aren't you leaving?" ”

"I'll be here to protect you."

"But I don't need protection."

"I'm also acting on orders, and I hope you don't get offended. It's not early. ”

"yes, it's almost two o'clock." Lawyer Wu smiled, opened the package in front of him, and took out a BTT from it.

He held the BTT high in the air, thoughtful. He said playfully: "I am the savior of this world, you have to protect me, if I die, this world will end together." ”

"I'll go through what I can, and even if I die, I won't let a fly into this room."

"Are you sure you wouldn't?"

"Don't worry, sir."

"Then I'm going to have to put it on." Saying that, Wu Xiao put on a BBT. There was a sudden silence in the room.

Time passed by minute by minute, and by two o'clock, the light on the BTT turned from red to blue, indicating that the player had entered the game world.

At this point, the player is asleep, and if someone is going to stab you with a knife, this is the perfect time for him.

Behind Wu Xiao, the man held his left index finger with his right hand, and then gently pulled out his own index finger.

There was no sound, not a drop of blood coming out of the wound on his severed finger, only a short mirror knife attached to the end of the coccyx of his index finger, which he carefully held in the palm of his hand.

He walked towards the unsuspecting Wu Xiao, his steps like stepping on a silencing sponge, without any wind blowing.

There was no breathing, no pulse, even his heartbeat stopped, and his whole sense of existence disappeared together.

The short knife is so sharp that even the hardest stone can easily pierce it, stabbing it from behind and into the heart, and no one can live, or get it from the neck and the head to the ground.

No one could dodge the blow he was poised to strike at such a close distance, not even his regimental commander. He suddenly felt that the person in front of him was extremely stupid, if the world really needed this kind of person to save, it was better to let it end as soon as possible.

He raised his knife and slashed, his movements were fast and fluent, and the expected bloody scene of the head falling to the ground did not happen as he expected. Because an index finger blocked his knife.

He felt incredulous, and immediately withdrew the short knife, and stabbed Wu Xiao in the heart again. He moved faster, and when he knew that the other party was on guard, he moved boldly, not cowering like a thief. He is confident that he will succeed this time. However, the next moment of release was even more unexpected, the tip of the knife stopped in front of the back of the chair covered with inky blue law, splashing a little spark, no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer let his short knife move forward in the slightest.

Wu Xiaosao took off the BTT, stood up, and stretched, and the assassin was so frightened that he retreated again and again.

"You didn't get into the game? Not you? Who would that be? ”

"I thought it was me, but fortunately no, I didn't want to negotiate with any hero. So ask again, are you really not leaving? Even if you already know I'm not your target. Wu Xiaoshi threw the BBT in his hand casually, looked back at the assassin curled up in the shadow of the corner, didn't look seriously, and didn't even know that there was a living thing there.

"No, I'm on a mission to kill the man with the helmet, whether you're negotiating or not." The Assassin said.

"Why kill me, it's just a normal BBT. I haven't done anything hurtful, and even if I did, God would see me sooner or later, and I don't need you to go to such a dangerous place, and if you want to get out alive, it's very difficult for God to do. Saying that, Lawyer Wu threw the BTT in his hand.

"You think I can't kill you?"

"You didn't kill me when I slept, and now I'm awake."

"Pretending to sleep is also sleeping?"

"Why don't you try and see if I can put you to sleep forever before you wake up."

"Not necessarily." As the assassin spoke, his pupils contracted sharply, and a murderous aura was released, shaking his hood up.

The knuckle knife in his hand shot out with incredible speed, but he was moving faster, and before the knuckle could hit the target, he had already pulled out his middle finger, the same knife, but twice as long as the short knife of the index finger. He urged his mind, gathered the rhythm in his heart and kidneys, he felt that the strength was abundant in an instant, and his calf was like a trigger for firing a bullet, and when he pulled it gently, the whole person shot out.

The planks under his feet shattered, stirring up countless sawdust, and the figure had swept into the air, waving the light of the knife.

Wu Xiao was dashing and smiled calmly. There is a machete above his head and a throwing knife in front of him. Left and right, there seemed to be nothing in the rear, but it was a dead end, because at the height outside the house, sharp wind slashed, cut through the air, and emitted high-frequency buzzes, which hit one after another.

Left, right, rear, all couldn't dodge, there was no way ahead, the short knives were galloping, there was no door above, and the machetes were surging under the dance of the assassins.

Wu Xiaosa saw it clearly, because his eyes were already full of law, and he suddenly jumped up, and a layer of unbreakable law condensed on his fist. He slammed his fist into the machete.

Several wind blades, from left and right, struck from Wu Xiaosa's rear, cut through the wooden wall, slashed into the room, and landed one by one in the place where Wu Xiaosa was originally located. The wind blade slashed on the wind blade, and a swift turbulence formed below Wu Xiao's jump, which made his clothes hunt and make a hunting sound. Fists and machetes burst into flames. The assassin was shocked and turned backwards with the help of the momentum, and the short knife that had originally entered the turbulence actually changed its direction abruptly at this moment, with the messy air current, dancing, towards Wu Xiao, wandering, there was no trace at all, the short knife was like an arbitrary shuttle dragonfly, after changing direction for the last time, it suddenly accelerated and pierced Wu Xiao's throat, and countless splashes of blood, along with the debris of the room, danced strangely in the air flow, there is an indescribable treacherous poignant. Finally, as a corpse fell from the air, the air flow dispersed, and all the dust was stained with blood red, and slowly fell, stained with a mess.

Wu Xiaosa opened his eyes, a dead man will not open his eyes, he is not dead, not only that, everything around him is like a film rewind, going back to the moment when the assassin pulled out his middle finger and pulled out his machete.

It turned out that everything that happened just now was a deduction in Wu Xiao's mind.

What happened next was exactly what he had in his head, even the shattered planks and the debris fluttering in the same motion.

- The top is not good, but what about the bottom?

Wu Xiaosa thought in his heart, the soles of his feet exerted force, and the thick wooden planks suddenly shattered, and brown debris flew one after another, filling the room, making the air turbid.

He descended to the lower room, overhead a messy stream of air and swirling dust.

The Assassin wondered, "You saw through my moves?" ”

"If you haven't seen the stunned little ghost in the world, you will only make a fuss." Wu Xiaosa waved his hand and raised the sawdust in front of him.

"How do you see through it?" The Assassin asked, unrelentingly.

"I figured it out. A person with a good brain can definitely live a long life. If you can come up with this kind of move, your brain is not all mush, but if you want to kill someone who is smarter than you, it's best not to show off that little smart. Either use overwhelming force or run away now. Wu said with a hippie smile.

"I always thought that you were just living under the protection of those lizards, but today I found out that you are the weapon they rely on, no wonder we went to great lengths, even the regimental commander was dispatched." At the mention of the Commander, the Assassin's tone was tinged with admiration and pride.

Wu Xiaosheng: "I hope the head of the regiment in your mouth is still alive." ”

Assassin: "You should worry about yourself, or the man you're about to face the man known as the Blue Wolf. ”

Wu Xiaosheng: "What does it matter to me whether others live or die." ”

Assassin: "So you're more cold-blooded. ”。

Wu Xiaosa: "There are 100 people, there are 100 kinds of blood." Cold, hot, smelly, fragrant, red, black. Guess what my blood looks like? ”

The assassin's eyes widened and he said, "I guess your blood is dead." ”