Although he knew there was an ambush around him, Feng Xue searched around for a long time but found no flaws. Although there was a reason why he dared not approach, no matter what, the people who were ambushing around him at this time would definitely not be simple.

At least it is not comparable to those guys who used ATMs to fish.

Frowning slightly, Feng Xue thought for a while, but she still didn't dare to enter directly.

A dress that allows him to integrate into the environment 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.

However, not entering does not mean that there is no way to test it. He chose a suitable angle and made a pre-casting sway to grab the cloak with both hands to ensure that he could be "elusive" at any time, and then activated his skills.

Misty venue.

The fine white fog spread in a very short 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. With the increased hearing of internal force, Feng Xue could sense a lot of footsteps.

The knowledge given by the Assassin's label includes the technology of judging the enemy's movements through footsteps. Although Feng Xue lacks practice in this area, she can still judge something after guessing.

"The light steps immediately after heavy should be the result of jumping out of somewhere. The neat steps are a sign of the hiding person standing. The sound of plastic should be a bunker like a trash can, as well as dialogue and vague radio waves, which means that there may be a lookout nearby to monitor."

After making a judgment, Feng Xue immediately pulled out her cloak, allowing herself to briefly enter the "ghost form" and leave her original position. If a lookout hand kept observing this place, he would definitely notice the center of the fog.m

After understanding this, Feng Xue went the other way, taking advantage of the sound in the fog, and walked towards the door.

With thirty seconds in his mind, Feng Xue suddenly stopped moving forward and rushed to a corner. When he entered the ghost form again, the rich mist dissipated.

There were already many people on the empty streets. They were holding guns and looking around vigilantly. Especially when Feng Xue had just opened the fog, there were seven or eight muzzles aimed at them, which made Feng Xue breathe a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, this unit has good combat effectiveness and military qualities, but it should not have the experience of fighting against extraordinary abilities." Feng Xue thought in her heart, but she opened the mist site again without hesitation.

But this time, Feng Xue did not approach the door anymore, but walked directly towards a nearby team.

In the current situation, it is possible to directly contact the door, but there is absolutely no time for him to slowly recycle the illusion objects placed in the golden cabinet. Next time he encounters the door again, he doesn't know when he will wait, and he may not necessarily appear in this city.

You can do nothing else, or even disintegrating the Virgin and Madonna filters, but he must get the original (Note 1) of Bu Tiange's secret book, because he also wants to know whether the improvements to the skills he has learned will affect the illusion itself.

In addition, the storage bag is also an item that must be retrieved. Although the item is a bit restrictive, it still needs to be used if there are no other storage props.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Xue opened her mouth and took out an indescribable rod-shaped object. Although it is theoretically possible to put it in her pocket, in order to ensure that it can be taken out under any circumstances, Feng Xue still chose to hide it in her mouth.

The assassin's silent steps combined with the thick fog. Feng Xuehua came to a group of people in five seconds. The tactical qualities of these people were quite good. In the thick fog, they still maintained a back-to-back posture of three people, and they looked almost no angle of sneak attack.

But it just looks.

Feng Xue knew that there was not much time, and her arms trembled, and the shadow cloak wrapped her body. In the state of elusiveness, he completed an instant disappearance and appeared again.

The soldier holding a submachine gun felt a flash in front of him, and a man in a dress appeared in front of him!

"enemy--"

“duang—”

Before the warning was over, the trigger in his hand had no time to pull, a red-headed holy sword of physics had already hit his neck accurately.

Feng Xue, who is proficient in human anatomy, grasps the force just right, perfectly depriving the other party of his ability to move.

As for whether the soldier's fate was just a simple cervical fracture or paralysis, it was not something Feng Xue could decide—

Since you have appeared here, you must have been ready to lose your life, right?!

A body fell down, and his teammates back to back immediately turned their heads, but at this time Feng Xue had already pulled up her cloak again. In the eyes of the two soldiers, Feng Xue seemed to suddenly turn into a stream of black smoke. Then, their necks hurt and their vision darkened.

After solving three enemies, Feng Xue was not complacent. The mist site could only last for 30 seconds, while the upper limit was ten times. If this number exceeded, the number must be restored through rest.

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 news, the others were warned, and the originally scattered footsteps almost instantly became neat.

Feng Xue could clearly feel that they were moving towards the door, which made him feel a headache.

"Conservatively estimated, there are thirty people, whether their guns are live or rubber bullets, it is almost the same for me."

Feng Xue slightly lifted her breath, allowing the internal force to move in her body. The phantom dress can have a certain bulletproof effect, but the impact cannot be completely removed.

He pulled up his cloak, his eyes turned, and he took out something from his bag, estimated the distance from the door, and casually picked up the gun that he had knocked over the soldier.

"9,8,7..." Feng Xuemo counted the time when the white mist disappeared and began to summon the golden cabinet. At the same time, he raised his submachine gun, but did not aim, directly aimed at the direction of the sensing door, and pulled the trigger-

"Da da da da da da..."

A shuttle of bullets poured out, screams of screams one after another, but in sync with it, the same sound of firearms ignited from the opposite side.

Feng Xue raised her arms, protected her face with her sleeves, and rushed forward with her internal force. The dull pain of the rubber bullet hitting her body could not affect his movements at all.

There was one second before the fog disappeared, and the golden cabinet had reappeared in this world. Feng Xue was eight meters away from the door, and gunfire began to sound behind her.

Then……

Feng Xue raised the grenade in her hand.

The fog dissipated, and the soldiers guarding the door finally saw the enemy they were pursuing, and eliminated the unlucky guy who was hit by a rubber bullet. The rest immediately raised their guns, but...

"Please eat pineapple!"

With a loud shout, the man in the lead fell to the ground with his head held his head, and a big bag that seemed to appear in a cartoon flashed red on his forehead.

However, no one noticed the tragic situation of the leader at this time. Almost everyone saw the grenade that was spinning on the ground!

"Look down!!!"

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