Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

"Who has a good relationship with him!"

The two spoke in unison.

Martha and Aya looked at each other, and the two girls showed helpless smiles at the same time.

"You four are also the same as those people, right?"

A cold voice sounded from the shadows, like a ghost whispering in his heart.

The room suddenly became four degrees colder, and the expressions of the four people were frozen at the same time.

What, when!

Aya was startled, trembling all over.

Martha turned her head mechanically.

The two men looked towards the corner with pale faces.

A black figure slowly walked out of the shadows, without a sound under his feet.

A person had already entered their room, but no one noticed it. It was like an invisible ghost or a monster hiding in the shadows.

The cloud drifted slightly at this moment, and a ray of moonlight shone down.

The four of them saw clearly the appearance of the person who came in.

The whole body is covered in a leather jacket, wearing a hood. From the delicate and white chin, it can be roughly seen that it is a girl. She is not tall, but it can be regarded as uneven, and her drooping hands are close to the sides of her legs. , with his head lowered slightly, his whole person seemed to have no sense of existence.

The upper half of the girl's face was completely hidden in the hood, but all four of them could clearly feel that she was sizing them up like prey.

Aiyaan couldn't bear the silence, and spoke first: "Did you sneak in through the window when the door opened and our attention was distracted?"

"En." The girl didn't say much, and still maintained this posture.

"It's really a powerful infiltration technique. Where did you learn it? Can you teach me, little sister?" Aya smiled stiffly.

"No."

"Then how did you find out we were wrong?"

"Hawkeye."

What the hell is Hawkeye...

Aya got a headache.

So you can't even distract her with words!

Then there is only a frontal collision.

Thinking of this, Aya tightened the dagger in her hand, lay it in front of her body, squatted down, and gestured to the two men over there with her eyes.

Romanio nodded secretly, moved silently, came to the window, and blocked the exit.

Martha came to Aya's side, put down her scepter, and put on a boxing pose.

The middle-aged man knew that he had no fighting power, so he simply retreated, retreated to the wall and squatted down, desperately eliminating his sense of existence.

And no matter how they changed their positions, the girl stood still and looked at them.

Aya sneered: "So...the person who taught you is probably unqualified, but he didn't tell you that after sneaking into the hinterland, don't expose it rashly, so as not to face the enemy from all sides."

The girl raised her head slightly, and under the hood, a pair of golden pupils shone coldly.

She finally made a move, and touched the back of her waist with both hands, and two daggers gleaming with cold light swam out of her hands.

"She seems to be angry..." Maerda looked at the girl's expression and felt uncomfortable.

"It's okay, there are four of us, and she's just an assassin,"

Aya tilted her head slightly, and comforted: "Assassins are worst at facing the front..."

The next moment when I was halfway through the conversation, there was a soft "噗", and a cold light greeted me!

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Chapter 158 Chapter 150 Seven Berserkers, Assassins, and the Iron Fist Maiden

A black shadow flickered in sight.

So fast!

Aya subconsciously flew back, but it was too late.

A slender hand protruded from the darkness, with a howling sound piercing the air, the sharp blade rushed towards the face, directly hitting the heart!

Martha was beside Aya, and pushed her away violently!

The moment the two separated, the dagger could barely stab the air.

Aya was pushed onto the cabinet by a huge force, and her whole body directly hit the wardrobe, and her body fell into the cabinet.

Crackling, the wooden cabinet shattered, and sawdust scattered.

The black-skinned female thief was in pain, and she couldn't help thinking "Why is this village girl so strong?" in her mind.

On the other side, Mierda wanted to grab the gap after the girl's attack, and threw out a right uppercut with all her strength!

The girl stabbed and hit the air with one blow, but she didn't stay rigid in an anti-human way. Instead, she used the power of the forward rush to jump directly off the wall, avoiding the punch.

The wind of Martha's fist brushed against the soles of her feet, and the heavy fist hit the wall like a giant mallet!

With a loud noise, the wall was pierced directly, and stones splashed!

The two men watching the play by the window and the corner were dumbfounded.

But the battle is not over yet!

The girl kicked off the wall and jumped up, and after dodging the punch, although she was a little surprised at the destructive power of this seemingly weak blue-haired girl, her surprise was instantly overwhelmed by the consciousness of fighting.

I saw her forcibly twisting her body in the air, with the power coming down from above, like a falcon preying on prey, she swooped towards Aya who hadn't stood up from the debris of the wardrobe.

Stepping on the wall, turning around, holding the dagger straight down, assassinating in the air, all done in one go!

boom!

The wardrobe was completely falling apart, sawdust flying everywhere.

"Aya!" Martha yelled.

But seeing the smoke and dust dissipate in the moonlight, the two went up and down, unable to stand still.

Aya lay among the debris, gritted her teeth, raised her hands horizontally, trembling slightly, and blocked the falling girl's wrists.

The girl looked down blankly, holding the dagger in her hand, and with a little more strength, the dagger was slowly pressed down.

The tip of the dagger gradually approached Aya's suprasternal notch, and her dark skin felt a tingling pain.

Hell, is this guy really an assassin? Why is he so strong!

Aya gritted her teeth, her arms were sore and trembling, so with a "snap", the slender right leg lifted up, and her knee pressed against the girl's abdomen.

Gritting his teeth again and pushing hard, he pushed the girl up with his knees.

"Martha!" Aya yelled suddenly.

"Coming!" Maerda responded loudly, stepped forward, squatted slightly, and swung an uppercut at an excellent angle.

A violent fist wind strikes!

The girl just turned her head slightly, and made a beautiful roll, rolling down Aya's long legs, avoiding the fatal punch.

Martha's punch hit the wall again, causing the wall to crack.

The shattered bricks fell on Aya's face, but the female snitch had no time to complain, she quickly took out the dagger from her side, estimated the girl's position by instinct, turned over and raised her hand, and stabbed with all her strength!

But the moment the girl rolled down, she had already slipped under Martha's arms.

In the split second of her breath, she jumped back and forth, avoiding Aya's thrust.

The offense and defense ended in an instant.

The girl retreated to the window.

Romagno, who was standing there just now guarding the exit, had already withdrawn, and silently huddled in the corner with the middle-aged man, staring blankly.

Seeing the two big men hiding behind, Aya who stood up was furious.

But now that a strong enemy is in front, it is not a good time to scold teammates, and knowing that these two are not the girl's opponents, Aya can only give them a hard look, continue to look at the girl who retreated to the window, and wait for the battle.

The girl still turned her back to the moonlight, standing obediently, a drop of blood fell along the dagger in her hand.

Aya touched her chest, there was a slight red mark, and her fingers were wet.

"Are you all right?" Mirtha asked in a low voice, panting beside her.

"The wound is not deep, but I didn't expect her strength to be so great." Aya took a deep breath.

"She has a magical aura, and I felt it when I saw her downstairs." Martha explained.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Aya was shocked.

"I said that this world has magic power, none of you believed it!" Maerda was dissatisfied.

"No wonder." Aya glanced at the cracked and sunken wall beside her with lingering fear.

"But she's too fast, I can't hit her," Mirtha whispered.

"It's okay, just one punch, one punch is enough..."

Aya said in a deep voice, "I will help you create opportunities."

The girl stood quietly in front of the window, the dagger glowing with cold light kept rolling in her hands, and the knives were blooming.

She stared at the two women, secretly shocked in her heart.

For the first time since gaining magic powers and eagle eyes, someone posed a mortal threat to himself,

The magic strengthened her senses and body, and the eagle eye gave her the ability to find the enemy. Facing ordinary people should have easily won, but just now she almost died because of a mistake.

The girl glanced at the girl with blue hair and blue robe.