Although he knew that there was an ambush around him, Feng Xue searched around for a long time and could not find any flaws. Although there was a reason why he did not dare to get close, but in any case, the people who were ambushing around him at this time would definitely not be simple. ——
At least it's not comparable to those guys who used cash machines to fish before.
Frowning slightly, Feng Xue thought for a while, but finally did not dare to enter directly.
The dress allows him to blend into the environment, but it does not mean that he will not be attacked. As a fugitive, it is normal to appear at the exit, but no matter how normal it is, it does not prevent the jailer from shooting you.
But not entering does not mean that he cannot test. He chose a suitable angle, grasped the cloak with both hands and moved forward to cast, ensuring that he could "escape" at any time, and then activated the skill.
Mist venue.
The fine white mist spread in a very short period of time, turning into a cylindrical fog area with a radius of fifty meters and a height of five meters.
As the fog rose, the originally quiet streets suddenly became noisy. Feng Xue could sense a lot of footsteps thanks to her increased hearing.
The knowledge given by the assassin tag includes the technology of judging the enemy's movements through footsteps. Although Feng Xue lacks practice in this area, he can still judge some things by guessing.
"The brisk steps immediately after the heavy weight should be the result of jumping out from somewhere. The neat steps are a sign of the appearance of the hidden person. The sound of plastic lifting should be the result of a bunker such as a trash can, as well as the sound of dialogue and vague The sound of radio waves indicates that there may be watchers monitoring the area."
After making his judgment, Feng Xue immediately pulled out his cloak, allowing himself to briefly enter the "ghost form" and break away from his original position. If a lookout has been observing here, then he will definitely be able to notice the center of the foggy circle. location. m
After understanding this, Feng Xue went in the opposite direction and walked towards the door through the sound in the fog.
Counting thirty seconds in his heart, Feng Xue suddenly stopped moving forward and rushed to a corner. When he entered the ghost form again, the thick fog dissipated.
There were already many people on the originally empty street. They were holding firearms and looking around vigilantly. Especially where Feng Xue had just opened the fog, there were seven or eight guns pointed at them. This made Feng Xue Snow instead breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, this unit has good combat effectiveness and military quality, but it should not have the experience to fight against extraordinary abilities." Feng Xue thought in his mind, but did not hesitate to open the mist field again.
Only this time, Feng Xue did not approach the door again, but walked directly towards a nearby team.
In the current situation, it is still possible to touch the door directly, but there is absolutely no time for him to slowly recover the phantom objects placed in the gold cabinet. And the next time he touches the door, he doesn’t know how long it will take, let alone It will definitely appear in this city.
He doesn’t need other things, even the Disintegration Virgin and the Mother Transformation Filter, but he must get back the original copy of Bu Tiange’s secret book (Note 1), because he also wants to know what he has learned about it. Will the improvement produced by the technique affect the illusion itself?
In addition, the storage bag is also an item that must be retrieved. Although it is a bit restrictive, if there are no other storage props, you still have to use it.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Xue opened his mouth and took out an indescribable rod-shaped object. Although it was theoretically possible to put it in his pocket, Feng Xue chose to hide it in order to ensure that it could be taken out under any circumstances. In the mouth.
The assassin's silent steps matched the thick fog. It took Feng Xue five seconds to arrive near a group of people. These people's tactical literacy was quite good. They actually maintained a back-to-back posture of three people in the thick fog. They looked almost There is no sneak attack angle.
But that's just what it looks like.
Feng Xue knew that time was running out. He shook his arms and wrapped his body in a shadow cloak. In an elusive state, he disappeared and reappeared in an instant.
The soldier holding a submachine gun felt his eyes dazzled when a man in a uniform appeared in front of him!
"enemy--"
"duang——"
Before the warning shout could be heard, and before the trigger in his hand could be pulled, a red-headed physical sword hit his neck accurately.
Feng Xue, who is proficient in human anatomy, has just the right amount of force, perfectly depriving the opponent of his ability to move.
As for whether the soldier's fate is just a simple broken neck bone or full-body paralysis, that is not something Feng Xue can decide——
Since you are here, you must be ready to throw away your life, right? !
A body fell, and his teammates back to back immediately turned their heads, but at this time Feng Xue had already pulled up his cloak again. In the eyes of the two soldiers, Feng Xue seemed to suddenly turn into a puff of black smoke. Then, they There was a pain in his neck, and his vision dimmed.
After solving three enemies, Feng Xue was not complacent. The mist field could only last for thirty seconds, and the upper limit of use was ten times. If it exceeded this number, it was necessary to rest to recover the times.
Now he has used it twice, in other words——
There are still four minutes left to operate.
No, maybe shorter!
The moment the three team members lost their voice, the others had been warned, and the originally scattered footsteps became orderly almost instantly.
Feng Xue could clearly feel that they were moving towards the door, which gave him a headache.
"A conservative estimate is that there are still thirty people. Whether they have live ammunition or rubber bullets in their guns, it makes the same difference to me."
Feng Xue raised her breath slightly and let the internal force circulate in her body. The phantom dress can have a certain bulletproof effect, but the impact cannot be completely removed.
He pulled up his cloak, rolled his eyes, took out something from his bag, estimated the distance to the door, and picked up the soldier's gun that he had dropped.
"9, 8, 7..." Feng Xuemo counted the time until the white mist disappeared, and silently began to summon the gold cabinet. At the same time, he raised the submachine gun without aiming, pointed directly in the direction of the door in the sensor, and pulled the trigger——
"Da da da da da..."
A barrage of bullets poured out, and screams came one after another, but at the same time, the same sound of gunfire came from the opposite side.
Feng Xue raised his arms, covered his face with his sleeves, and used his inner strength to rush forward. The dull pain from the rubber bullets hitting his body could not affect his movements at all.
There was still one second before the fog disappeared, and the gold cabinet had reappeared in the world. Feng Xue was still eight meters away from the door, and gunshots started to sound behind him.
Then……
Feng Xue raised the grenade in his hand.
The fog dissipated, and the soldiers guarding the door finally saw the enemy they were chasing. After excluding the unlucky ones who were hit by rubber bullets, the rest immediately raised their guns, but...
"Please eat pineapple!"
With a loud shout and a "duang!", the leader fell to the ground holding his head. A big bag that looked like something from a cartoon was shining red on his forehead.
However, no one paid attention to the tragic situation of the team leader at this time. Almost everyone saw the grenade spinning on the ground!
"Lie down!!!!"
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