Arknights is too real, right?

From the time the assassin broke the window to the present, the whole process took less than 20 seconds. The opponent's goal was obviously to kill with one strike, and their mission was just to kill Gleason.

Now that the first move has failed, it will be very disadvantageous to continue to delay. The assassin's movements in the white mist have obviously become faster. As long as Xia Feng is injured, he will have the last chance to kill Gleason.

During the duel in the white mist, Xia Feng gritted his teeth. Without the Origin Stone as a support, his body was unbearably ravaged by the black power. At this moment, his foot suddenly stepped on a round object. This made him stagger and almost fall.

It was this accident that immediately caused a wound on his left shoulder. Enduring the severe pain, Xia Feng carefully distinguished it through the white mist. The blurry outline should be the Origin Stone he threw out before!

"ah!"

Xia Feng roared, raised his foot to push the assassin back, and then leaned down, preparing to pick up the Origin Stone as quickly as possible. As long as his body came into contact with the Origin Stone, his current combat power could at least double.

However, the moment Xia Feng forced the assassin back and bent down, a spherical object rubbed his face and flew towards Gleason behind him. He could faintly see that the spherical object seemed to be burning. On Mars.

Based on his life experience, Xia Feng immediately thought of what it was!

At this time, the vision in the room was severely limited. Mesa was paying attention to the window and did not notice the sphere shooting through the white fog towards her and Gleason.

Not caring about picking up the Origin Stone or even the dagger swung at him again, Xia Feng turned around with eyes wide open and rushed towards Grissom and Mesa as fast as possible.

"Uh-huh!"

The short knife hit his back, blood spattered out, but Xia Feng still ignored it. Finally, he caught the moment when the burning ball fell to the ground and bounced back up, he raised his foot and struck. Curved shot.

His feet came into close contact with the ball, and in the next second, he kicked the ball out through the window.

"boom!"

The moment the ball just flew out of the window, its body exploded instantly, and countless sharp iron pieces shot out in all directions at high speed. However, because the explosion location was already outside the window, only a small part of them shot through the window. On the floor of the room and on the desk.

The sharp iron piece sank into the wooden desk. If Xia Feng hadn't risked his life to come back with this magical kick, the iron ball would have exploded in front of Gleason and Meisha. The consequences can be imagined. .

Xia Feng lay on the ground, the pain from the knife wound on his back making him gasp. He didn't expect that the assassin would have such an extraordinary thing.

The danger was not over yet, and he had to stand up as long as he could still move. At this moment, a swift figure rushed in from the door.

The red knife in the living room downstairs heard the noise and finally caught up. Halfway through, he pulled out the long knife from his waist, and red flames instantly ignited on the blade.

A flash of light flashed in the red knife's eyes, the hand bowl was reversed, and the long flaming knife was swung into the white mist with a red trajectory. In an instant, more than a dozen knives were slashed out, and the air flow brought by it instantly blew away the white mist, and the hidden The assassin inside is revealed.

Without any pause, Hong Dao's figure approached instantly.

"Ding!"

In a hand-to-hand encounter, the weapon in the assassin's hand was knocked away by the explosive force of the red knife. The next second, blood spattered and one of the assassin's arms was completely broken off.

"ah!"

A scream came out, and the injured assassin covered his broken arm with his other hand in pain. He glanced at Gleason in the corner unwillingly, then gritted his teeth and made a quick judgment. His figure flashed, and his whole body People have jumped out of the windows.

Hong Dao was about to chase him out with his long knife when he was immediately stopped by Xia Feng.

"Stop chasing us. Our enemy is in the open and in the dark."

Xia Feng endured the pain of the wound and stood up from the ground. Although the strength of these two assassins was not top-notch, they were still at the master level, and their techniques were somewhat special.

That kind of white smoke is very strange. It does not completely block the field of vision, but seems to be a translucent existence, which seems to cause the retina to make misjudgments. If you distinguish it carefully, you can roughly see the enemy's position, but it does not capture the enemy's position. No details on the shot.

The last exploding sphere was obviously something similar to a grenade. Xia Feng guessed that it was made of sub-source stone powder. The power of this kind of thing could only be said to be average. Even if it exploded at close range, it would not be fatal. , but it will cause people within the range to lose mobility due to serious injuries.

There was also the dagger that first shot in. It was inserted into the wall at this time. The dagger was coated with a black paint that did not reflect even a little light.

Half a minute later.

A large number of heavily armed soldiers rushed into the room and protected Gleason.

Including the assassin who was punched out by Xia Feng first, both of them were gone. The soldiers who arrived immediately formed a pursuit team of more than a hundred people and started a city-wide manhunt following the blood stains.

The assassination was very sudden, and it could be seen that Gleason was not aware of it at all, but fortunately, apart from the initial nosebleed when Xia Feng pressed his face to the table, he was not injured.

After arranging everything quickly, Gleason wiped away the nosebleed and sat back on the chair. He looked at Xia Feng with relief.

"Xia Feng, you saved my life again."

"Oh, I almost couldn't save him."

Although he was safe now, Xia Feng still couldn't help but feel scared when he recalled the scene just now. It was not a smooth process this time. He really saved this old guy's life.

Gleason said gratefully.

"Please allow me to sincerely say thank you. I owe you another favor."

"It's not that serious. I didn't save you out of favor."

Gleason nodded, and then said worriedly.

"You are injured. I will send someone to take you to the infirmary immediately to treat the wound first."

Xia Feng waved his hand.

"No need, it's all trauma. I'm not trying to be polite to you. You really don't need it."

"All right."

Xia Feng's calves, shoulders, and back were each cut with short knives. The knife on the back was the deepest. Fortunately, no bones were injured. Under the influence of the white power, the bleeding had stopped on its own. Stay, a week at most, for an injury of this magnitude to heal on its own.

Looking at the dagger stuck in the wall, Xia Feng said with lingering fear.

"General, who are these people? Why do they look special?"

Gleason blurted out without thinking.

"It's the assassination team from the East Kingdom."

Xia Feng was stunned.

"Eastern Kingdom's assassination team?"

"Yes, assassination squad is what we call it. In the East, people who are proficient in this assassination technique are called ninjas. It is said that they are professionally trained by a certain organization. The techniques mastered by such people are of no use in regular warfare. , but it will be miraculous in assassinations or raid operations."

Gleason's eyes were a little complicated, and then he said to himself leisurely.

"Actually, I had already thought that something like this might happen, but I didn't expect it would happen so quickly and so decisively."

"General?"

Gleason smiled bitterly.

"Oh, this should be a warning to me. If I don't comply with someone's wishes, my existence has become an obstacle."

Gleason's meaning was elusive, but Xia Feng suddenly thought of something.

The person he met when he went upstairs just now, and the document on the table that seemed to be the "Disarmament Order", associated the two together, and Xia Feng couldn't help but make a guess.

Could it be that this was a prepared assassination that would begin as soon as Gleason refused an order?