The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

After the painful experience of being attacked by a sneak attack last time, the killers were on heightened alert this time. Their nerves were tense and they did not dare to relax at all. Everyone was paying close attention to the movements around them, for fear of being suddenly attacked again.

The killer who was targeted also sensed the approaching danger at this time.

He watched the sharp nail flying towards him with his own eyes, but there was a look of disdain on his face. He sneered and said mockingly: "Huh, a sneak attack may catch me off guard, but it won't be that easy if I want to use the same method again! I'm already on guard. You can't succeed this time!"

While speaking very fast, he raised the knife in his hand in a panic, trying to knock off the nails that were flying towards him in order to avoid the coming fatal attack.

However, something strange happened. He was horrified to find that his body seemed to have been cast by a restraining spell, and he could not move at all, as if he was imprisoned in an invisible cage.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain like a knife came from his heart, as if an invisible hand squeezed his heart tightly, making him almost suffocate.

At this critical moment, seeing the sharp nail about to hit his heart, a trace of unwillingness and determination flashed in the eyes of the masked killer.

He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to dodge sideways. However, despite his efforts to avoid it, the nail still flew past his arm like a shadow, leaving a shallow scar on his arm.

At this time, the masked killer was secretly glad, thinking that such a superficial wound would not kill him. But he was wrong, terribly wrong.

At that moment, he felt a numbness spread throughout his body like an electric current, causing his body to lose strength in an instant. It was as if he had fallen into an endless abyss of darkness, unable to extricate himself.

"Ugh~"

As a dull sound sounded, the masked killer could no longer suppress the surging blood in his body, and spat out a pool of blood as black as ink from his mouth. The blood seemed to be mixed with some fragments of internal organs, exuding a disgusting fishy smell.

This large mouthful of dark blood seemed to have sucked away all his life force, and his face instantly became as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

His eyes gradually became distracted and lost their former look.

Fear surged into his heart like a tide. He could not imagine that this poison could be so overbearing. It only scratched a little skin on his arm and killed him in an instant!

Immediately afterwards, his body began to sway, like a candle in the wind.

Finally, after a violent shaking, he could no longer support his body and fell heavily to the ground with a dull sound.

At this moment, he seemed to be dead, lying quietly on the ground, motionless. His breath of life had completely disappeared, and he no longer had any vitality, so he died like this.

The masked killers had horrified expressions on their faces, and their eyes were full of fear and uneasiness as they stared closely at their companions who had fallen to the ground and had lost the breath of life.

The thought of retreat began to arise in their hearts, and the fear of the unknown and the awe of death began to shake their hearts.

They began to doubt their ability to continue facing such dangers and whether they could survive this life-and-death battle.

Everyone was silently weighing the risks and possible consequences of continuing, and the feeling of hesitation spread among them.

The bodies of some of the killers even began to tremble slightly, their eyes wandered, and they did not dare to look at the body lying on the ground. They were struggling in their hearts, wondering whether they should give up and escape from this dangerous place.

Other killers gritted their teeth, suppressed the fear in their hearts, and tried to stay calm, but their eyes still revealed deep fear.

"Brother, let's..." One of the killers couldn't help but whisper to his superiors, trying to persuade the killer leader to let them retreat.

"Shut up! Don't even think about it!" The killer leader interrupted his subordinates in a low voice, "Humph, it's just a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old. With so many of us, is it possible that we can't do anything to her? Master knows it, of course. We won’t be spared!”

After saying that, he slowly raised his eyes, his eyes like torches, and began to scan the surrounding trees carefully, trying to find traces of Feng Jiuyan.

However, no matter how hard he searched, it was all in vain. The surrounding trees were still standing quietly, without any trace of Feng Jiuyan.

"Hehehe, Miss Feng, I advise you not to struggle pointlessly anymore. Look, there are so many of us, it's just a matter of time before we catch you!" The leader of the killer faced Feng Jiuyan's elusiveness. , and also somewhat helpless.

He knew that with Feng Jiuyan's current ability, it would not be easy to catch her directly, so he began to use words to stimulate her, trying to make her show herself.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Feng Jiuyan's lips. The smile was full of disdain and ridicule, but she did not respond to the killer leader's words. She sat quietly on the top of the big tree, her body as tall and straight as a green bamboo, her eyes as sharp as an eagle, and she held the nail gun tightly in her hand.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, locked her eyes tightly on the killers, then slowly raised her arm and raised the nail gun steadily. Her movements were calm and firm, without any trace of panic.

"Hey~"

A sharp sound broke through the air, and the first nail flew out like lightning. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly, leaving only a blurry trail in the air.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

Immediately afterwards, several more sounds of piercing the air sounded one after another. Feng Jiuyan's finger quickly pulled the trigger, and nails shot towards the killers like raindrops.

Each nail carried a powerful force and a deadly threat, drawing streaks of silver light in the air.

The killers suddenly panicked and dodged around, trying to avoid the nails shot by Feng Jiuyan. But Feng Jiuyan's shooting was precise and fast, leaving them with nowhere to escape.

One after another, the masked killers were shot by the powerful nail gun.

Their bodies trembled violently for a few times, and then they let out a painful groan, spitting out blood in mouthfuls, and then they fell to the ground, making no sound again.

"Old Liu, why are you still standing there? Get away!" A voice shouted anxiously, full of fear and worry.