In the dark night, the shadow ghost has an unparalleled advantage, it is completely integrated into the dark night, and it is difficult to be detected by others.

Under the surveillance of Shadow Crow, the shadow ghost slowly approached the target house quietly, and the old cat followed without any disturbance.

However, they finally stopped ten meters in front of the house. Because there were dim lights around the house, and there were many people patrolling, and there were many knights, Simon was not sure that he could sneak in quietly.

The shadow ghost looked at the old cat. Although he was silent, the old cat could read Simon's gestures.

The old cat had mental fluctuations, it stepped out, walked towards the house, and was immediately discovered.

"A cat that startled me." The Cavalier who found the old cat breathed a sigh of relief, and the others also glanced at the old cat.

The old cat meowed softly, and a flash of light flashed in the eyes of the patrolling crowd. In their eyes, the old cat had turned and left.

Little did they know that the old cat was still standing there. They were caught in the old cat's mental illusion and were dragged into the illusion.

The old cat walked in front of the target house like this, and the people around turned a deaf ear to the old cat, which showed that the old cat's illusion was successful.

The shadow ghost came out of the dark night, put on his night clothes, and quickly came to the target house.

The next step is to find a way to sneak in.

The old cat used his mental power to quietly open the window, trying not to make any noise, and then the shadow ghost crept into the room.

"Don't move, or you'll blow your head." A playful voice sounded in Simon's ear.

Shit, it was discovered.

The lights in the house came on, and there were several people sitting in the house. At the moment, they were looking at the ghost with contempt. One of them pointed at the ghost with a large pistol in his hand.

Simon looked around the room, but couldn't find the target.

"You are already quite good to sneak in quietly. Spiritual superhuman?" A very gentle, long-haired young man wearing glasses rubbed the ring in his hand and said with a smile.

The old cat didn't come in, so he mistakenly thought that Simon was a spiritual superhuman.

"It's a pity that you met me. I am also a spiritual superhuman. Although your mental fluctuations are perfectly controlled, I have placed very clever mental traps on the doors and windows. You can detect it when you touch it." The young man with long hair and glasses said proudly.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} At this moment, the door inside the house opened, and a burly old man came out.

This old man had shawl silver hair, two crossed scars on his forehead, and sharp eyes full of hostility. At first glance, he was a ruthless character.

A strong and sturdy body, once there is no old age.

That's right, he is Simon's target this time.

Hokber, the chief instructor of the Knights of the Murdoch family.

"A killer sent by the Smith family? Are they still not giving up?" Hawke Bell said with a blank expression and a cold snort.

"Kill him, then send the head over to let them recognize the reality." Hawke Bell sentenced Simon to death so easily.

"Okay, instructor, leave it to me, my head hook is the best decapitation weapon." A middle-aged man with a bandage on his face stood up and grinned. He took out a strange-shaped weapon with a blade body. It is a right-angle fishhook, which can hook a person's neck and easily cut off his head.

It was the first time he had seen such a strange weapon.

"Be careful, since he dares to come alone to assassinate the instructor, he must have a few brushes." Someone reminded him.

"That's the best, it's too boring to cut off the opponent's head without fighting." The middle-aged man was excited instead.

"Mr. Assassin, do you want to have a fight with me. Otherwise, your head will be cut off by my hook." The middle-aged man smiled a little pervertedly.

Simon's will was completely connected to the ghosts, and he twisted his neck. He knew this would happen, so he broke in directly. Why did he work so hard?

He pulled out the knight's sword on his back, and the black light shone brightly.

"I feel your fighting spirit, it's great, come on." The middle-aged man made a quick shot, very fast, and came directly to Simon, who swung the knight's sword.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man's upper body was short, avoiding the knight's sword, his upper body was almost parallel to the ground, and the hook in his hand hooked towards Simon's thigh, trying to hook Simon's thigh.

"I'll take your thighs."

This guy's attack is indeed a bit peculiar and quite hard to resist.

There are two brushes.

With a bang, the hook scythe hit the knight's sword, and sparks scattered.

Simon drew his sword back at a very fast speed and blocked the hook.

The middle-aged man couldn't believe that Simon could keep up with his speed.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} Simon looked down, the middle-aged man couldn't see Simon's eyes, but he could imagine that Simon was mocking him.

The middle-aged man moved his feet in this strange posture, and went around behind Simon, the hook and sickle rubbed against the Cavaliers, making a harsh rubbing sound, and sparks scattered.

The middle-aged man grabbed Simon's thigh with his left hand, trying to overturn Simon.

As a result, Simon kicked back with his left foot, at a faster speed, directly on the shoulder of the middle-aged man, and the shoulder bone was directly shattered. stand up.

The rest of the people in the room got up one after another~lightnovelpub.net~ were full of shock, although they didn't expect the middle-aged man to be defeated so easily.

Simon turned around and swung the knight's sword. At this moment, the gunshot sounded, Simon flashed quickly, the bullet hit the wall, and directly blew a big hole in the wall.

It was a magic bullet.

Simon fired his sword again, but the gunshots sounded one after another, blocking Simon's offensive. At the same time, a mental shock hit Simon directly, shocking Simon's will.

A bullet only took Simon in an instant, and the middle-aged man who was knocked down at the same time got up, and shot Simon again, hooking the sickle to Simon's arm.

At this moment, a cat meow sounded, and the bullet deviated directly from the trajectory and shot towards the wall on Simon's side.

"He's not a spiritual superhuman." The young man with long hair and glasses shouted.

And the middle-aged man's hook slashed on Simon's arm.

"Successful." The middle-aged man grinned, swung the hook vigorously, trying to cut off Simon's arm, but he couldn't stop at all.

Simon's left hand clasped the middle-aged man's head like lightning. The middle-aged man wanted to resist, but the domineering power of the shadow ghost almost crushed his skull and made him lose his resistance.

Simon directly raised his head to block him in front of him. A magic bullet shot into his chest, blasting his chest, blood spattered, his heart shattered, and he died on the spot.

The people on the other side were dumbfounded and full of anger.

Hawke Bell looked solemn, knowing that Simon was at least a high-level knight.

The sound of gunfire attracted the attention of the patrolmen outside, all of them surrounded the house and surrounded them.