Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 169 Should be a person

Lin Feng frowned and shook his head.

"Glow-in-the-dark cup of grape wine."

Bai Jing's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up and she began to recite in a low voice.

"The wine is sweet in the luminescent cup, and the pipa urges me to drink. Don't laugh at me sleeping drunk on the battlefield, for how many men have ever returned from battle in history?"

"Oh, what a magnificent phrase, so bold, so magnanimous, so tragic..."

Bai Jing had obviously read a lot of books, and when she heard this poem, she was instantly infected and obsessed with it.

Lin Feng swayed his body from side to side and felt something pushing up against his chest and abdomen.

He waved his hand to let Bai Jing and the guards step back, then squatted on the side of the road and began to vomit.

Bai Jing quickly patted his back with her hand.

After vomiting for a while, Lin Feng felt better in his chest and abdomen, but he still felt dizzy.

I knew I was a little drunk.

"Let's go back to bed."

Bai Jing helped Lin Feng back to his residence, and after settling Lin Feng down, he went to the yard.

"Jinsong, Xie Zhong, you two should arrange your guard duty and try not to leave any gaps."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. With us two here, even mosquitoes can't fly in."

The two of them clapped their chests and promised.

Bai Jing laughed and scolded, "Nonsense, what's the point of a mosquito net then?"

The two of them scratched their heads and grinned foolishly.

"Hey, sister-in-law, have we also reported our official positions to the Ministry of War?"

Fan Jinsong asked carefully.

"You really have to rest assured. Will the boss abandon you?"

The two nodded frequently.

"Hehe, I am also a formal official of the clan."

"I wonder when I can go home and let the villagers know how successful I am."

"Work hard, this day will come sooner or later."

"Yeah, I've been looking forward to it all day."

"Hurry up and arrange for the guard duty."

"Hey, I'll go right away."

Lin Feng has a problem. The more he drinks, the more excited he becomes and he can't sleep.

He wanted to force himself to sleep, otherwise he would have a severe headache.

But the footsteps of the patrolling soldiers outside kept disturbing him and making it difficult for him to fall asleep.

He turned over in bed, lay on his stomach, buried his head in the pillow, and didn't move.

Half a day later, Lin Feng gradually fell asleep.

Suddenly, a creepy feeling made Lin Feng tense up.

The nerves that had already relaxed became tense again.

This feeling is somewhat familiar, or it is the fragrance from last time that warned me.

After a moment of silence, Lin Feng suddenly turned over.

I felt a chill in my right ribs, followed by a burning pain.

Damn, there's an assassin.

Lin Feng suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The body dare not pause for even a moment.

Fortunately, the wooden bed was big enough for him to roll over and avoid another attack.

But no matter how big the wooden bed was, it had an end. After just two rolls over, I hit the wall.

With just a slight pause, Lin Feng felt a chill on his left arm.

Something metal had pierced my arm.

A tearing pain made him highly alert.

Lin Feng didn't dare to make a sound, for he was afraid that Bai Jing would rush in regardless of her life after hearing it.

With such a master, Bai Jing would be killed in an instant.

The pain made him clear-headed and highly focused.

I never dared to stop in one place.

In the darkness, he still couldn't see any objects appear in front of him.

Relying only on his five senses, he vaguely determined the opponent's position and quickly swayed left and right to avoid the opponent's assassination.

The thigh was scratched again, the assassin moved very quickly.

Lin Feng was unable to determine the attack position, so he could only use the characteristics of Tongbiquan to sweep horizontally and smash vertically with force.

Finally, at some point, his whip swept across the opponent's body.

Somewhat flexible, but not very resistant.

A muffled groan was heard in the darkness, and the assassin was whipped and slammed against the wooden bedpost.

Lin Feng was so strong that the pillar of the wooden bed broke with a snap.

Without any hesitation, Lin Feng jumped on one leg and rushed to the bedpost.

Followed by a whip kick, sweeping into the empty air.

His judgment was very accurate. Although there seemed to be nothing there, his whip kick actually hit something.

The assassin groaned again and bumped into the wall.

Lin Feng temporarily took the initiative and shouted loudly.

"Here comes the knife."

The sound of the wooden bed pillars breaking had already alarmed Fan Jinsong who was outside the house.

After a moment of hesitation, he heard Lin Feng's voice.

He immediately rushed into the house, pulled the steel knife out of its sheath, turned the handle upside down and handed it forward.

Lin Fengzheng jumped over from the wooden bed, reached out to grab the handle of the knife, and swept it horizontally.

With a "clang" sound, the steel knife hit the metal object.

There was still nothing in sight.

"Exit."

Lin Feng shouted while waving his steel knife.

Fan Jinsong quickly retreated to the door and stood guard at the door with a knife.

The noise of the fight attracted the guards in the yard to gather around.

Bai Jing also rushed out of the house, holding a dagger in her hand, and ran towards Lin Feng's house.

With a knife in hand, Lin Feng's confidence increased, and he started to use the wind-splitting knife technique.

No matter whether he has anything or not, just defend your body first.

The opponent's movements were too strange and I couldn't see anything.

"Hold the lantern!"

Following his orders, guards moved torches to the doors and windows.

There was suddenly light in the room.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and swung the steel knife tightly, pressing forward step by step.

Vow to keep the assassin.

This person is too dangerous.

Invisible dangers are very frightening.

Lin Feng felt that the steel knife had swept across an object again, but he was not very sure.

It was not until someone exclaimed from the window that Lin Feng stopped his sword skills dejectedly.

Outside the back window of the house, a soldier was stabbed in the heart and fell to the ground.

Lin Feng climbed out of the window, hooked the eaves with one hand, and climbed onto the roof.

He frowned and looked around.

The moonlight was still bright, but there was no one around, near or far.

"Sigh~"

Lin Feng took a breath of cold air.

"sharp..."

Bai Jing also climbed onto the roof and moved closer to Lin Feng.

"Brother, who is it?"

"I didn't see anyone."

"Ah, not a human?"

"Maybe a person."

Bai Jing became even more confused and looked Lin Feng's body up and down nervously.

"Brother, are you okay?"

When Lin Feng heard her question, he began to feel the pain in the wounds on his legs and arms.

He shook his head and said, "Go down. The assassin was very cunning and has already escaped."

Lin Feng jumped off the roof and asked someone to lay the dead soldier flat on the ground.

Tear open the soldier's clothes on his chest.

A small wound right in the middle of the heart.

Someone came over with a lamp, and Lin Feng looked carefully.

The opponent's weapon is triangular in shape, which can cause bleeding the fastest.

The soldier had stopped breathing and was obviously beyond saving.

Lin Feng probed the wound with his finger and found it was more than an inch deep.

Lin Feng looked up, he understood that this assassin was not only fast, but also very accurate with his sword.

The wound was not deep, but it hit the heart.

A professional killer?

When I returned to the house, several lights had already been lit.

A black collar was found under the window.

Lin Feng held it in his hand. It was very soft and thin, like gauze but not gauze. The material was very special.

Then hold the steel knife under the light and look carefully along the blade.

There seemed to be blood on the tip of the knife.

I think the assassin was also injured.

When I smelled it, it tasted like human blood.

"It should be a person."