As a ninja, Gong Ling had other means. With a flick of her wrist, she laid many traps behind her.
Saling can be understood as a verb or as a noun. "Sa" is an action and "Ling" is an object.
It refers to a hidden trap weapon used exclusively by ninjas. It is in the shape of a diamond cone and has sharp protrusions. It is secretly scattered behind you when escaping. If the opponent does not notice it, stepping on it will stab your foot.
But this kind of thing is useless to experts, not to mention that there is light shining in the corridor, so it is not difficult to find it if you pay a little attention.
Naturally, Mr. Shen would not step on it. He used his civilized stick to touch the ground a little, and his whole body flew through the air like a big bird. He had crossed the Saling area in an instant, and the diamond nails on the ground did not hinder him at all.
It sounds like a long story, but it actually went very quickly. One after the other, the two of them passed through a corridor in the blink of an eye and rushed to the bathroom.
Mr. Shen once again raised the civilized stick in his hand, preparing to poke Gong Ling.
According to his expectation, Gong Ling would be attacked by his stick before she could enter the bathroom door.
But at this moment, Mr. Shen's foot slipped and his lower body became unstable. He seemed to have stepped on something and almost lost his balance.
The stick he poked out immediately changed its direction, and tapped lightly against the wall. He used the counter-thrust force to adjust his center of gravity, and then regained his footing.
But just because of this delay, Gong Ling had already turned into the bathroom and disappeared.
Mr. Shen did not chase. He sensed the danger. For his own safety, he could only stop and look down at his feet.
There was a stepped banana peel on the floor. It was the culprit that caused his feet to slip just now.
And Mr. Shen can be sure that there was no such thing on the ground before. It appeared suddenly. There must be a master hiding nearby, secretly causing harm and deliberately plotting against him.
"Which bastard is it? Stand up for me!" Mr. Shen's face was gloomy and he was very angry.
"Haha, I'm sorry, I just threw it away and I didn't expect anyone to step on it."
A figure stood out from the men's room next to him, with a cynical smile on his handsome young face.
His eyes were slightly narrowed, his mouth was smiling, he was wearing a leather jacket and jeans, his hair was longer than his shoulders, his hands were in his trouser pockets, and his walking posture was a bit ruffian, like a dissolute young man without a serious job.
Mr. Shen had seen this person and recognized him. He frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Tang Long, why are you here?"
"Why can't I be here? Everyone has three urgent needs. Once he is in need, he has to go to the toilet to solve it!" The young man Tang Long replied with a smile, his tone was a bit unserious.
Of course Mr. Shen didn't believe it. A banana peel appeared under his feet for no apparent reason. It must have been a deliberate trick on his part, and he couldn't deny it even if he wanted to.
So, he asked with a sullen face and annoyance: "Are you trying to help her escape?"
"Huh? What are you talking about? I just ate bananas and threw the peels. Isn't it illegal?" Tang Long said with a smile, seeming to be pretending to be crazy.
As if to prove that he was not lying, he took his hands out of his trouser pockets and found a banana in his hands. Then he quickly tore open the skin and took a bite.
——What a guy! He actually stayed in the toilet to eat. It was so weird that he had to accept it!
Mr. Shen sneered: "I really didn't expect that the Tang family, who are the righteous members of the martial arts world, would actually have an affair with the evil heretic 'Ye Mo Tian'. This is really big news!"
"Haha, if you ask me, it's something new that the 'Shura' killer put down his butcher knife and was willing to be a dog for the Huo family!" Tang Long chewed loudly in his mouth and spoke slowly, but his words were clear.
Mr. Shen roared angrily and pushed down hard with the stick in his hand. The hard floor tiles instantly shattered, making a dull sound.
Tang Long's face remained as usual and he turned a blind eye. After eating the banana, he threw the peel on the ground and said with a smile: "Please give way, a good dog will not block the way!"
Mr. Shen was so angry that he immediately turned his back, raised his stick and poked forward, bringing up a strong wind and quickly hitting Tang Long's chest.
Tang Long's movements were not slow either. He raised his hand and grasped the front end of the stick. His hand was so strong that the stick could not move at all.
Mr. Shen took the handle of the stick and pulled it back, and pulled out a slender stabbing sword from the stick body. It was shining with silver and was only one finger wide.
Then, three sword flowers pierced out, as fast as thunder, like light and lightning, covering the opponent in front of him.
As long as Tang Long was stabbed by a sword, there would be a bloody hole in his body.
But before Mr. Shen drew his sword, Tang Long began to retreat quickly. Before the light of the sword reached his body, he had already retreated to the bathroom and closed the door behind him.
A series of "puff-puff-puff" sounds were heard, and there were several small holes in the door panel, all of which were pierced by sharp sword points.
Then there was another "bang" sound, and the wooden door that had just been closed was kicked open by Mr. Shen, who was about to rush in.
"Give it back to you!" Tang Long used the stick sheath in his hand as a short spear and threw it forward, shooting at Mr. Shen's throat.
Mr. Shen clenched his fingers into claws and grabbed the sheath of the stick that was coming from him.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he immediately retracted it, kicked his legs, flew back, and stabbed forward with his sword.
"bite--!"
There was a crisp sound, and the cold light flashed out.
The tip of the sword hit a ray of cold light just right, and it turned out to be a small flying knife.
It clung to the back of the sheath of the stick and launched a sneak attack, with a series of attacks, almost injuring Mr. Shen.
If it weren't for his vigilance, which he had learned from being a killer for many years, Mr. Shen's hand would have been cut by the flying knife the moment he caught the stick sheath.
Most of the hidden weapons of the Tang family are highly toxic. Once the skin is scratched, the toxins will invade the body. Then it will be troublesome, and the skin will have to be peeled off even if you don't die.
"So insidious!" Mr. Shen broke out in cold sweat on his forehead and couldn't help but complain.
No one in the world is afraid of the poison of Tang's hidden weapon. Even Mr. Shen, who has always been calm and conceited, feels frightened.
Fortunately, Mr. Shen knew Tang Long's identity and knew that he was a genius master of the Tang family, so he had been careful to prevent him from being tricked.
But when he shot down the flying knife, he took another look and saw that there was no one in the bathroom, and Tang Long's figure had disappeared.
In addition to hidden weapons, the Tang family is also very good at light skills. If they want to leave, it is difficult to keep them.
As for the place where Tang Long evacuated, he made the same choice as Gong Ling. There were ventilation windows two meters above the ground, as well as men's and women's restrooms, just enough for one person to get in and out.
Facing the empty bathroom, Mr. Shen sighed, bent down to pick up the stick that fell on the ground, sheathed his sword, and turned to leave.
Since Tang Long intervened and made trouble, it was reasonable and reasonable that Huo Qingshu could not be blamed. After Mr. Shen returned, he only had to report truthfully.