"Teacher, why do I feel something is wrong?" An Fei frowned and said to Thor before entering his room.

"What? Are you feeling a little uncomfortable?" Thor asked.

Although Thor and Ernest are both powerful people walking at the peak of the world, their sense of things around them is far inferior to An Fei, who was an assassin. They did not pay attention to the strangeness around them. An Fei was indescribable. He could not tell his judgment to Thor because he could not subvert the character he had planned.

"No, teacher, go and rest. I might be tired." An Fei slowly closed the door: "Then you can only rely on yourself!" An Fei's eyes flashed with a cold light, and a confident smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

This is also a basic skill for the assassin. Give yourself confidence, or hypnotize yourself! The stronger your opponent's strength, the more confident An Fei will be in himself. In this way, he will often exert extraordinary strength in the critical moment of crisis! If he is timid and timid, his strength will be greatly reduced and he will eventually end up with a life-threatening ending.

It is said that the moon is dark and the wind is high and the fire is setting the sky. Unfortunately, no one can accurately judge the changes in the sky based on their own sensing. Therefore, even if the moonlight shines on the earth like water tonight, some people with ulterior motives still came out and forced them to go from the Rose House Hotel where the great magician Thor stayed from all directions.

The candles after each other were extinguished, which meant that people had fallen asleep one after another. A black shadow slowly appeared on the eaves of a small building, quietly looking at the Rose House Hotel.

Three cries of cuckoos suddenly sounded in the night sky. The black shadow took out a scroll from his arms, used all his magic power to throw it out. The moment the scroll left his hand, it turned into a fire dragon with its teeth and claws. The huge figure shone brightly on the night sky and rushed to the distant Rose House Hotel with an unstoppable momentum. The black shadow did not dare to watch the results of its sudden attack. It had turned around and fled to the distance like a desperate attempt.

The great magician Thor was meditating in his room. When the fire dragon appeared in the night sky, Thor suddenly opened his eyes. The next moment, he appeared in front of the window. Before he could open the window, a crisp sound of cracking came from the next door. Ernest's figure was shrouded in a dazzling white light and broke out of the window, chasing straight towards the black shadow running away from a distance.

When the Fire Dragon was three hundred meters away from the Rose House Hotel, Thor began to chant a spell. When the Fire Dragon was one hundred meters away from the Rose House Hotel, Thor's spell had been chanted. A mirror that floated like an aurora appeared out of thin air. The fire dragon crashed into the mirror, like a stone plunged into a deep pool, disappearing without a trace.

Solmer used the floating technique and casually laid a magic barrier in front of An Fei's window. Although the defense of this barrier is not surprising, if he feels strong magic or fluctuations in fighting spirit, Thor can sense it at the same time.

Thor followed Ernest and kept chasing forward. Thor was very angry at this moment. He didn't know who was attacking the Rose House Hotel with a fire dragon. He only knew that if he hadn't happened to live here, this fire dragon would be enough to burn everyone in the hotel to char! The murderer was too cruel. He had to catch the murderer and find out what was going on!

"These two old guys! Wouldn't it be good to leave one?" An Fei smiled bitterly. He had never slept and dared not sleep. It was obvious that his opponent did not expect to kill the great magician Thor with the fire dragon technique. So should he lure the tiger out of the mountain or lead the snake out of the hole? The latter is unlikely. If you want to sneak attack the great magician Thor, it is best to find Thor when he is unprepared. Now Thor has been awakened and there is no possibility of being sneak attacked! Besides, Thor is a great magician in the space system. In the past few days since he contacted Thor, An Fei has fully understood the characteristics of space system magic. Thor is not invincible, but he is definitely immortal! Even if he falls into the encirclement, Thor can escape with his own space magic! In addition to the mysterious dark magic and the vicious undead magic, Thor is not afraid of fighting with any kind of opponent!

Only the only thing left is to pull the tiger away from the mountain. Who are their targets? Is it me?

An Fei frowned and thought for a long time, but he couldn't find out his potential value. However, since things are about to come, it seems a bit unnecessary to think about the cause. The soldiers come to prevent them, and the water comes to cover them! It's not that easy to deal with me, An Fei!

The high-level swordsman Mot strode towards the corridor, and was even too lazy to hide his footsteps. His good friend Tanan had successfully led Thor away. What else could he be afraid of? Although Tanan was just a beginner magician, Mot was not worried about Thor's safety. Tanan was a very professional escape master. He was wanted by the Magic Union and the Mercenary Guild for three years, but he had never seen him fall into a hair. Besides, Tanan finally escaped through the sewer. The adults had calculated accurately. With Thor's pride, he would never get into the dirty sewer to track Tanan, and could only return to the Rose House Hotel in disappointment. The adults' wisdom is as profound as the sea. He never missed something, and this time is no exception.

Mot opened An Fei's door. Although his opponent was a young man who had little magic fluctuations and had no fighting spirit. He was on the alert of his profession, Mot still glanced at the situation in the room.

The room was arranged very simply. There was a bed in the corner of the south wall. There was a large wizard robe hanging on the clothes hanger at the head of the bed. There was a man lying on the bed, sleeping soundly with his head covering. There were two wardrobes opposite the bed, and nothing unusual.

It is already very good to see these things clearly in the dark. What Mot couldn't see was that there were two curved bamboo poles in the door of the wardrobe that was not abnormal. The door was tightly stuffed with the cloth piece. The force of the bamboo pole could not open the cabinet door. There were two thin wires tied to the handle of the cabinet door, which were connected to the bed along the ground.

Mot strode to An Fei's bed, suddenly reached out and lifted the bedding. Then Mot was stunned because the bedding was still under it, but it was rolled into long strips, and there was no trace of the young man.

Oh no! Mot's mind just turned around and heard a thud behind him, as if something was shooting at him. Mot didn't even think about it, and swept backwards with a sword, and the fighting spirit was also transported. The sword body was covered with a hazy red light.

But just as Mot turned around, he saw another cold light coming out from under the bed in the corner of his eyes. Then he felt a sharp pain in his calf and was fooled! That bastard was under the bed!!

Mote used all his strength to sprint down with a long sword force. He no longer had to worry about catching the living. The young man had already seized the opportunity. If he was given another chance to take action, even if he killed the other party in the end, he would probably become disabled!

Slow down Mot's movements and brighten the darkness of the room. You will see that when Mot uses his fighting spirit to break the bed and continues to chop down, that is, the moment when the old force is not exhausted and the new force is nowhere to be born, the mage robe at the head of the bed is windy, and An Fei rushed out of the mage robe like lightning, and the wooden stick in his hand pushes forward, pounces on the ground, and pierces into Mot's throat.

An Fei's wooden stick looks like a ridiculous magic wand without magical fluctuations from the top, but it is sharply cut below. Moreover, An Fei is an assassin, very familiar with the structure of the human body. He will not whimsically try to use the wooden stick to pierce the hardest skull of the human body. He attacks the human body's muscles with the worst elasticity and the most fragile throat!

Mott's face twisted in pain. He threw away his sword and tried to grab the wooden stick with his hands. An Fei sneered, and the wooden stick raised upwards, and the stick was hitting Mott's chin.

If Mott's chin is the fulcrum, then An Fei's hand is the force point. According to the principle of leverage, An Fei used ten kilograms of force. The end of the arm with a very short force will bear hundreds of kilograms. Moreover, An Fei's strength is far more than ten kilograms. Mott's wound was torn apart, which made him so much that his nose and tears flowed, his urine and defecation were incontinent, and his hands could no longer exert any strength.

An Fei took a step and deliberately pulled out the wooden stick slanted. Blood from Mot's wound was sprayed like a spring, and his body fell softly to the ground. After only a few twitches, he lost all his vitality.

An Fei walked up to pick up Mot's long sword, waved it twice, and smiled faintly: "If all players of this level are players, then you are making trouble for yourself."

"Sir, we are still the same as I always feel that the young man is not simple." Caribbean whispered.

"Or what? Do you want us to stop the action?" The old man with a gloomy face snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Sir, it's better to be cautious."

"Did the young man find something?" Leiden asked in surprise.

"Lyton, you have a long brain! If the young man found something, why would Thor get into our trap?" the old man with a gloomy face sneered.

"Sir, but the young man's eyes are very terrible. I think he is." Caribbean Man was the vendor selling magic props in front of the Rose House. After looking at An Fei, he still cannot forget it. As for what Caribbean Man is afraid of, he himself can't say anything specific.

"Okay, OK! The plan must not be stopped!" The old man with a gloomy face said impatiently: "Caribbeman, since you think that young man is not simple, then go and help Mot. One of you is a high-level swordsman and the other is a high-level magician. You will never be defeated by a young man, right?"

"I understand, sir." Caribbean sighed and turned around and walked out the door.

"Lyton, you don't have to stay here anymore. If Tanan doesn't buy us enough time, you can go and pull Sol away."

"As for orders, sir."

Walking from the fourth floor to the second floor, Caribbean hesitated for a moment and walked towards An Fei's room. Although he was afraid to fight against the boy, he did not dare to disobey the order.

Suddenly, Caribbean raised his ears. He had just heard a slight sound from a room, but the room was the room of the great magician Thor. Thor should have been led away by Tanan. Who is the person inside? Or is it his own illusion?

Caribbean held his breath and sensed it. There was no magic fluctuation in the room, nor did he fluctuate the fighting spirit, which made him relax a little. He slowly walked to the door and just grabbed the handle, but the door suddenly opened with a slam. Caribbean was caught off guard and was hit by the door, and at the same time he felt a chill coming from his chest. A long sword came out of the door and stabbed into Caribbean's chest.

An Fei walked out of the door leisurely. Before taking action, he had already determined that the person who came was a magician rather than a melee warrior. The world was so uniform that the magicians did not wear armor, and the swordsman would not wear mage robe. The footsteps of the person who came were very light and the shadows were a little floating. All these made An Fei make a well-founded judgment, and thus only consider the suddenness of the attack and ignore the power of the attack.

Caribbean had recognized An Fei, his pupils contracted, trying to warn him with a shout, while An Fei had already strangled his neck with his arm: "I'll give you a piece of advice, don't stroll in the corridor with candlelight, your shadow will betray you!" After that, An Fei's arm exerted force and twisted Caribbean's neck.
Chapter completed!