This Game is Not Easy

"In other words, my fighting style and fighting methods have all been known to the other side."

"It's okay to use my teammates' lives to test my depth."

"Fortunately, after realizing this, I just pretended that I didn't find the small camera, and threw the body down the sewer naturally. So the other party should not know, I have noticed everything."

"Under the condition of knowing all my information, the other party should come to harvest my head soon."

"In this case…"

A gleam of light flashed across his eyes, and the corners of Fang Yi's mouth twitched slightly.

If he didn't know it, Fang Yi might have been caught in a trick.

But now, Fang Yi is taking the initiative.

Whether it is to fight or avoid, it is all in his mind.

Fang Yi left the scene after pulling out the Heiyu crossbow bolt from the ground.

Although two small potholes are inevitably left on the ground, the trail is not smooth, so it is not conspicuous.

Moreover, compared to the fact that the crossbow arrow was directly inserted in the same place, there were only two potholes left, which could be regarded as a secret.

As for the bloodstains, because the hands were neat and tidy, all of them remained on the clothes of the corpse, but there were no flaws.

About ten minutes later, the landlord's aunt took the security guard and tremblingly returned to the trail.

After searching, they found nothing.

This made the auntie landlord more certain that this was some kind of ghostly and haunted incident.

She was so frightened that her face was almost bloodless, and she dared not pursue it any longer.

…

Fang Yi didn't know that his battle with the cleaners actually left a psychological shadow on the landlord.

The reason why the arrow was stuck at that moment before was not because of the life and death of the landlord.

But that time is the best and has the best chance to kill the cleaner with one blow.

And hiding behind the trail is also because this distance is the limit of the cleaner's alert range.

In fact, if it wasn't for the skills of the cleaners, Fang Yi would have succeeded.

Fortunately, although there was a little error in the middle, the final result was acceptable.

When the landlord aunt was investigating the 'spiritual incident', Fang Yi, the culprit, had already gone to a nearby large supermarket that was open 24 hours a day to make purchases.

A few minutes later, he returned home with two large bags.

Soon, a strange beating sound came from Fang Yi's house.

Since it is not clear when the enemy will come, Fang Yi must race against time.

Even if it is a plan, if you can't arrange everything before the enemy arrives, the situation will only become a head-to-head situation.

This is not the situation Fang Yi wants to encounter.

With his current skill reserve, he is not suitable for a head-to-head battle.

Ten minutes later, the sound in the rental house stopped.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Fang Yi exited the room and carefully closed the door.

boom.

As the door closed, he exhaled, and the corners of his mouth rose a little.

After taking a last look at the rental house, Fang Yi turned around and left.

…

An hour later, a middle-aged man quietly entered the community.

Before entering the community, the middle-aged man had already inquired about Fang Yi's situation.

Programmer, otaku, does not like to go out, often works overtime.

In this role, the physical quality is relatively poor and weak, sometimes not as good as ordinary people, and the frontal combat ability should not be strong.

The middle-aged man recalled the battle scene captured by the camera before.

Although Fang Yi showed a strong sense of battle, he has been consciously avoiding frontal battles.

Whether it is using long-range crossbow arrows or throwing hammers and other items, they are deliberately avoiding close combat with cleaners.

Middle-aged people think this is a matter of course.

Because the physical fitness of the otaku is holding him back, no matter how strong the fighting consciousness is, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

Physical fitness is the foundation, the grassroots.

Losing this, no matter how strong the fighting consciousness is, it is only a loft in the sky.

Yili down ten sessions.

Without a strong body, or outstanding combat skills, no matter how fancy skills are, it can't match the real power.

"It seems that his luck is not good, while mine is very lucky."

Compared with the otaku, the thief's physical fitness is so high.

At least when the thief fails to steal, he has to consider escaping for his life.

When you need to steal, you may also need to climb walls and turn over windows.

These things can only be done with physical fitness.

Coupled with personal skills, he almost won the head firmly.

Ding dong.

The sound of the elevator opening brought the middle-aged man's thoughts back to reality.

Leaving the elevator, he has arrived at the floor where Fang Yi is.

First, they threw daggers to destroy the cameras in the corridor, and then the middle-aged people slowly searched.

Step, step, step.

In the dead of night, the sound of footsteps was particularly clear, but as long as it was heard five meters away, it was immediately silent.

If the auntie landlord saw this picture, she would definitely be scared out of a heart attack.

The supernatural phenomena happened one after another, and no one could stand it.

But middle-aged people don't care what an NPC thinks.

His eyes looked at the house numbers one by one.

It wasn't until his eyes stopped on Fang Yi's rental house that his eyes suddenly became condensed and his spirits lifted.

found it!

A cold smile blooms quietly~www.wuxiaspot.com~Tada.

Standing in front of the door of the rental house, the middle-aged man blocked the cat's eyes on the door with his hands, and then listened with his ears.

It's a pity that the silence in the room was unbelievably quiet, and nothing came out of it.

"There is no snoring, and there is no other movement. That guy hasn't come back yet? Or is he already asleep? Or ran away overnight?"

The middle-aged man frowned.

The first two possibilities are relatively high, and the last one is relatively small.

Because that guy has dealt with corpses, he should not be found in the short term, so there is no reason to run away now.

A stable identity is conducive to hiding oneself.

Suddenly running away, this kind of behavior is equivalent to giving other people a signal. As long as someone who is interested in it investigates, it is easy to guess the identity of the player.

"If I haven't come back, then I'll go into the room to hide and wait for the rabbit to come back."

Thinking of the guy who killed his teammate, when he came back, his head was held by a pistol, the middle-aged man's cold smile couldn't help but bloom a little.

"If you are already asleep..."

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed coldly.

In this case, it is better to solve it.

As long as you hit the sleeping guy with a knife, the head will be in your hands.

In either case, you need to go to the room to see to be sure.

Taking out the wire from his pocket, the middle-aged man showed the behavior of a copy for the first time in this copy.

Inserting the wire into the lock, he carefully judged and listened, and finally twisted.

Click.

The wire breaks directly.

However, the middle-aged people didn't take it too seriously, they just weren't skilled enough in business.

Taking out the iron wire left inside, he took out the second more iron wire and continued the great work of unlocking.