League of Legends: Queen Ashe, please help

"Hiding here in the middle of the night, you'd better give me a perfect explanation..." Ling Feng appeared quietly downstairs in black clothes.

Heiying let out a surprised sound, looked at Ling Feng and said, "I didn't expect to be discovered by a little baby. Children who don't sleep in the middle of the night have to be spanked..."

Ling Feng stared closely at the black figure and said coldly: "If there is no reasonable explanation, I think it will be difficult for you to leave alive today."

"I'm so scared..." The black shadow also walked out slowly. The man was also wearing black clothes. He was as thin as a hemp pole, and his entire face was an unhealthy waxy yellow color. , it feels like a thousand-year-old mummy.

Ling Feng and the man looked at each other. At this time, little snowflakes began to fall in the night. The man said: "I didn't expect that the Ataro tribe would have such a powerful little baby. If only our Nikaro tribe also had such a boy. , our clan leader will wake up laughing when he falls asleep."

"Are you from the Nicarro tribe?"

"Oops... I accidentally let it slip, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, no matter how many words you say to a dead person, it will become an eternal secret. Today, I originally wanted to kill a boy from Balk and a mage named Serena. No. I thought I'd be discovered by you first, so I'll take you with me by the way!" The man's expression was very relaxed when he said this, and he really regarded Ling Feng as a dying person.

Ling Feng raised the corner of his mouth, and the Bing Shang in his hand became colder and colder. The man stopped talking. At this time, the snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger. A snowflake rolled lightly in the air and landed just on the man's eyelashes. The man subconsciously He blinked, and at this moment Ling Feng moved. The Bing Shang in his hand chopped off a few snowflakes and went straight to the man's throat. Without knowing the opponent's strength, Ling Feng would never hide his own strength. , after all, he has seen too many things about boats capsizing in the gutter.

The moment Ling Feng drew out the knife, the man also moved. Two sharp hooks came out of his sleeves and swung them down towards Bing Shang in Ling Feng's hand. "Dang..." The hooks clamped down on Bing Shang, and then Throwing it back hard, Ling Feng's body leaned back directly according to the force. The Bing Shang in Ling Feng's hand moved from top to bottom towards the man's lower abdomen. The man was shocked. He didn't expect Ling Feng to ignore it at all. To save his own life, the man hurriedly took a step back, and the man suddenly felt the cold air pouring into his lower abdomen desperately. When he lowered his head, he saw that there was a three-inch-long gash in the clothes on his abdomen. If he had reacted slower, he might have been disemboweled.

Ling Feng's body was like a kite with its string broken, hitting the wall directly behind. In the air, Ling Feng was like a jujitsu master, adjusting his posture with an incredible movement, his feet touched the wall, and his legs were bent for cushioning. After looking at most of the strength, it looked like his body was squatting directly on the wall, and then his legs bounced and his body rushed out again. Bingshang drove a line of cold air and forced himself towards the man again.

The man became more and more frightened, because Ling Feng's fighting and assassination skills completely exceeded his expectations. A black scimitar was flowing like a river. The man had been forced to defend in a panic. Compared with Ling Feng, he was getting more and more beaten. Excited, he surrounded the man with his flexible body, slashing, stabbing, stabbing, and slashing. Every time he used the knife, the man took a step back.

"Boy, take a hook from me..." The man was also angry. He had never thought that he could be forced into this by a child. The hook in his hand was pulled diagonally towards Ling Feng's ribs, and his legs moved forward. He bent down and pulled the man's shoulders, and jumped up, just dodging the hook in the man's hand. When Ling Feng's feet landed, the hook in the man's hand rushed towards Ling Feng again. When the man raised his arm, , there is a gap in the front, and any small flaw in the master's duel can become a breakthrough in victory or defeat.

Ling Feng's body turned around and slid down the man's arm like a loach to the man's back. The man and Ling Feng each took a few steps forward and stood with their backs facing each other. Neither of them looked back. After five seconds, the man looked at him in disbelief. His clothes had been stained with blood, and then he fell to the ground unwillingly. There was a cut under his ribs, and blood was flowing profusely.

In the Mansello Tavern, everyone looked at the man's body on the ground. Brian said: "Nicaro, these beasts actually wanted to play dirty. Fortunately, Ling Feng discovered it in time. If he had waited until everyone fell asleep, the consequences would have been can not imagine."

Ling Feng said: "Who is on duty tonight?"

At this time, Isido staggered over, smelling of alcohol, with cold sweat dripping from his red face, "Clan...Clan leader, I..."

"Twenty whippings, and next time we will directly enforce the clan law..." Balk said directly.

"Yes..." Two strong men carried Isido out and walked out.

Balk turned to Ling Feng and said, "It seems that the Nicaro tribe has started to attack us."

Ling Feng shook his head and said, "I don't think things are that simple."

Ling Feng couldn't answer the specific reason. He always felt it was strange. After everyone discussed it for a long time, they didn't come up with any countermeasures. They could only order more guards and patrols.

At dawn, in an inconspicuous small house in Allia City, a man with a small beard was hugging two women. The man's eyes exuded a faint chill, and the aquiline nose on his face made people feel... I felt very uncomfortable. This person was Adolf, who was in charge of public security in Allia City.

A strong man was kneeling below. The man lowered his head and said very humbly, "Sir Adolf, we started taking action last night."

"okay...."

Adolf's fingers roamed around the woman's body. The woman trembled all over, but she did not dare to make a sound. Seeing that the man below had no intention of leaving, Adolf said, "Is there anything else?"

"There was a little surprise when we were executing our plan."

"What accident?" Although Adolf's expression remained unchanged, there was obviously a hint of chill in his tone.

The man trembled, knelt on the ground, put his head on the ground, and said: "There was a night owl who didn't come back and was killed on the street. He was killed with a knife."

"Trash...is it the mission of that tribe?" Adolf pressed his hand hard, and a red mark appeared on the woman's body, but the woman bit her lip and did not dare to make a sound.

"Ataro Tribe..." The man's voice had become hoarse due to fear.