Feng Jing jumped into the yard and landed gently on the ground. Her body was like a cat, and she looked like a vigilant female leopard.

The surroundings were quiet, and there was no surprise as she had expected. Upstairs, the sound of TV came from the sound of the TV, and Professor Du was expressing his heart, interspersed with the discussion between Ximen Miaomiao and Zhen Ruotong. Downstairs, there was a light in a room on the east side, and occasionally Zhen Jianren's arrogant laughter came.

Feng Jing looked at the door, which was closed. She felt a stern in her heart, and she made a few mistakes, gently opened the door and walked in. She only walked with her toes, as light as a cat. Zhen Jianren, who was passing through a wall, had no idea that someone had already come in.

Ximen Miaomiao, who was only on the second floor, suddenly stood up, walked to the window, and looked down.

Feng Jing didn't bother to think about it. She saw the bathroom with lights on, heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and immediately slanted her body and slowly stuck the door to the bathroom.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Feng Jing was about to rush in when she heard the sound of slippers stepping on the ground. At the same time, she heard another very slight breath. She turned on the gun's safety, raised her hands, turned to face the bathroom, took a deep breath, and prepared for the battle.

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After taking a shower, Shi Lei turned off the shower, walked out of the shower room, took a bath towel to wipe his hair, glanced at the mirror that was trapped in the air fog, his eyebrows suddenly jumped, and his movements slowed down.

"Don't move!" A cold voice sounded behind him, and then a cold sharp object pressed against his back.

Shi Lei's back tensed up instantly, then relaxed again. He slowly put down his hand, wrapped the bath towel around his waist, and asked calmly: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Shut up!" The voice behind him was cold and ruthless, like a piece of black ice that never melted for thousands of years. "Since 3:21 pm, you have been in the yard. What are you doing?"

"Are you monitoring me?" Shi Lei raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Answer my question." As he spoke, the coldness in his back heart became more obvious. Shi Lei could vaguely feel a knife with a sharp blade, which was pressing against his back heart, and it was in the direction of his ribs. As long as he tried hard, the sadness could pass through the gap between the ribs and pierce into his heart.

This is a well-trained killer. Shi Lei's heart was dark, but his voice was as calm as ever: "Practice martial arts."

"What kind of martial arts practice?"

"Baji." Shi Lei said, suddenly his shoulders shook, his hand holding the bath towel raised, and the bath towel wrapped around his waist flew up and covered the person behind him. The man sneered, unmoved, protected his left hand in front of him, and stabbed his right hand with a knife.

The bathroom is not big and there is no room to hide. She believes that she can pierce the person's heart with one knife.

However, the feeling in her hand surprised her. She stabbed forward for at least ten centimeters, but she didn't feel like she was stabbed. She knew something was wrong, so she flew to dodge. She had just lit the toes, and before she could jump up, two "cracks" sounds came, and a severe pain instantly made her lose balance, and she knelt on the ground with a plop.

At the last moment, she saw a black shadow rushing towards her, rapidly growing in front of her eyes, and then heard a muffled sound.

In an instant, Shi Lei didn't know what tricks he used. Everything seemed to be from instinct and didn't need to go through his brain. He naturally used it.

He could feel his palm touching a soft nose through the bath towel, then touching a soft chin, and finally hitting a softer place.

It is very soft, elastic, and you can even feel a little warmth. Under a soft object, there is a rapid tremor.

Shi Lei immediately realized where he was pressing. The gushing force stopped abruptly, but his palm did not retract, and a trace of regret rose from his heart.

Because he heard two muffled sounds, he knew that the kick he had broken the woman's calf and shin behind him.

Suddenly he was attacked and was pushed to the back of his heart with a knife. He heard a sound full of murderous intent. He instinctively used the most violent means, and Liangyi stakes appeared like instincts that had been practiced for many years: turn around, use shoulders to latches the opponent's hands; raise your legs, kick the opponent's calf; snipe the right fist, hit the opponent's face and chest.

All the movements were completed in one go, as fast as lightning. Even if Ximen Miaomiao was here, he would like to praise the standard and perfection of this movement. The only difference is that he just held the bath towel, so he used a palm instead of a fist.

He hit it with one blow, but at the moment he hit it, he regretted it.

He didn't know if this was Liu Yifang or someone was joking with him. He knew that he wanted to take a shower and could sneak into the bathroom quietly. Naturally, the people in this building should be the people in the building. These people are familiar with the body structure.

Shi Lei did not dare to move around, and his right hand slid along the man's soft chest, strangled her neck, and slowly lifted the bath towel covering her head with his left hand. He saw a black mask. He lifted the black mask on her face, and when he saw a strange face, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a cold face, delicate facial features, white skin, and although the eyes are closed, the long eyelashes are very beautiful. She has no makeup on her nose, her chin is swollen, and blood flows out of her nose, flowing down the corner of her mouth, dyeing her entire chin red, and contrasting with the white facial skin, with another shrill beauty. But there is an indescribable coldness between her eyebrows, emitting a light that is not close to anyone. Even if she has fainted, it is still difficult to get close to.

Shi Lei slowly let go of her hand. She leaned against the wall and slowly slipped to the ground, her calves showing strange angles.

With a "clang", a short knife fell to the ground and slid under the wash basin.

Shi Lei was surprised when he saw this knife. If he had guessed correctly, the short knife should be a Fusang knife, and the female killer in front of him should also be a Fusang native, maybe it was a ninja or something.

This can also be seen from her tights.

As soon as he saw the tights, Shi Lei noticed that this female killer not only had a good-looking face, but also had a great figure. She was really convex and convex, big where she should be big, and small where she should be small. The place he just pressed was even more of a weapon that made people unable to move her eyes. Even though she was already in a state of mind, the round weapon was still surging with her breathing, catching the eye.

Shi Lei couldn't help but react, and his little brother showed his hideous face and pointed his sword at the female killer's face. The female killer closed his eyes and opened his lips slightly, as if he was sending an attractive invitation, which was even more uncontrollable than the scenes Zhen Jianren invited Shi Lei to admire.

"Damn!" Shi Lei cursed, bent over to get the bath towel that fell on the female killer's chest, and his fingers touched the undulating weapon again. Even through the tights, he could feel the slipperyness and elasticity, which made him reluctant to take it away immediately, and he couldn't help but pinch it twice.

At this moment, there was a loud "bang" sound, and the bathroom door was suddenly kicked open, and a violent voice sounded: "Don't move, raise your hand!"

Shi Lei was startled and instinctively raised his hand.

The one who appeared at the door was a strong figure, and his figure was not bad. But Shi Lei was not in the mood to look at her figure now, because she was holding a pistol in her hand, pointing at him with a black muzzle.

As an ordinary child, this is the first time he has seen a real gun and the first time he has been pointed at by someone. To be honest, this feels very bad. Even if he has achieved success in martial arts now, even if he is a naturally boring and sexy talent, he is a little lost in an instant.

Fortunately, the gun only stayed on his face for less than a second, and then turned to the female killer sitting on the ground.

When Feng Jing heard the sound in the bathroom, she regretted it to the extreme. She was right, and the killer was in the bathroom, but she was slower. Hearing this sound, someone might have fallen. Considering that Liu Yifang had no martial arts skills at all, the fallen one could undoubtedly be her.

Without thinking, she kicked open the bathroom door, but saw a scene that she unexpectedly expected.

There were two in the bathroom. The one standing was not the killer she expected, nor the Liu Yifang she expected to be held hostage, but a young man with redness all over his body. His skin flashed with the slight redness after the bath, strong muscles, and a well-proportioned body shape, especially his two thighs were very strong, and a thick weapon stood upright in the black ball under his lower abdomen.

Feng Jing's heart hopped a lot, and subconsciously moved her eyes away. She saw a female killer in a night-clothed dress, but the female killer sat on the ground, tilted her head, her face covered in blood, and seemed to have fainted. Feng Jing was stunned for a moment, breathed a long sigh, with a puzzled look in her eyes: "Die?"

Shi Lei quickly shook his head. He was too nervous, and even his whole body shaking, of course, including the little brother with his head held high and his chest. The little brother shook his head, not knowing whether he was nervous and afraid or saying hello to the guest.

Feng Jing also saw it, her heart was beating violently, and a blush appeared on her face. She put away her gun and spat: "Isn't wearing clothes yet, waiting to be watched?"

Shi Lei heard Zhen Jianren's opening door and also heard the sound of the people upstairs going downstairs. He suddenly realized, and quickly turned around and picked up his clothes, and got into the shower room.

"What's going on?" Zhen Jianren arrived first. He saw the broken bathroom door and looked at the female killer lying on the ground. Finally, he turned his eyes to Feng Jing. He was immediately intimidated by her murderous aura and said stutteringly: "Customer, what are you... going to do?"

Feng Jing ignored him and reached out to shake Zhen Jianren's eyes: "The police handle the case."

"Oh!" When he heard that it was a policeman, not only Zhen Jianren breathed a sigh of relief, but Shi Lei, who was wearing clothes, also breathed a sigh of relief.

While speaking, Liu Yifang and the other two rushed over. Seeing the scene in front of them, they were shocked. Ximen Miaomiao rushed to the front and was the calmest. She glanced at Feng Jing and suddenly said, "Sister Feng?"

"Miaomiao, you know her." Zhen Jianren said in surprise.

"Of course, she is..." Ximen Miaomiao paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Police, I've seen her."

"My name is Feng Jing, from Yucheng Public Security Bureau." Feng Jing stretched out his hand openly and shook with Liu Yifang: "Dr. Liu has long been famous, and I will ask more advice in the future."

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