Stepping forward, Ye Chen's body disappeared out of thin air. When he reappeared, it was already attached to the wall of the hotel, like a big gecko, swimming like a snake.
Arriving outside the window of the third room on the second floor of the hotel, Ye Chen slowly pressed his fingers on the wooden window, and soon a small hole was corroded in it.
Through the small hole, Ye Chen saw the situation in the room.
A beautiful woman was lying on her back on the spacious bed. Her hands were tied to the head of the bed. Her clothes were torn in tatters, revealing the spring beauty inside. Her slender and plump legs were now widely spread. A thin and strong man spoke out. Perverted sounds, palms stroking inside.
¡°Woo-woo,¡± the beautiful woman¡¯s mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth, and she could only make a low cry.
"Damn, bitch, a mature and beautiful woman like you should need a strong man to fuck you. I, Jack, am willing to help." Jack slowly tore open the beautiful woman's skirt, revealing her bare thighs and thigh roots, which were black and red. The color made his eyes turn blood red.
Moving his body outside the window of another room, Ye Chen silently opened the window and walked into the room. At this moment, two men and women on the bed were doing intense exercises. The blood-spraying sounds were long and seductive, and he smiled secretly. , Ye Chen passed by the bed, opened the door and came to the passage on the second floor of the hotel.
"This guest, what do you want?" A waiter came up with a wooden tray and asked.
Ye Chen flew behind the waiter like a ghost, knocked him unconscious, then put on his clothes and disguised himself as a waiter.
Knocking gently on the door, Ye Chen said respectfully: "Guest, the food you asked for is here." There was a sign on the wooden plate, and the number was the same as the room number where Jack was.
In the room, Jack pinched the beautiful woman's red bean hard, walked over and opened the door half-naked, and said in a vicious voice: "Why are you here? Do you not want to live anymore?"
Ye Chen lowered his head, "Sorry!"
While saying sorry, Ye Chen suddenly opened the wooden plate, held two daggers in his hands under the wooden plate, and stabbed Jack's neck quickly.
A cold light flashed in his eyes. Jack had long sensed something strange about the waiter. He stamped his feet on the ground, causing the entire hotel to shake. The huge collapse sound caused countless screams.
What a terrible intuition. Ye Chen had already thought of himself as a waiter just now. There was no flaw in his aura, but the other party was obviously wary. The force of his kick made the space in the hotel shake. The violent energy spread everywhere, and the wooden floor was spread. The ground exploded.
Without retreating, retreating at this time is equivalent to mission failure. In a head-on battle, Ye Chen is not an opponent of the third-level berserker, so he advances instead of retreating. His body turns into a flying shadow in an instant, and he shuttles past at the moment when his energy spreads.
With his pupils dilated, Jack didn't expect Ye Chen to be so brave and so fast.
"Cross cut!" Crossing his hands, Jack was about to increase his fighting spirit when the figure of Ye Chen opposite him suddenly disappeared from his eyes.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Ye Chen swayed left and right and appeared on the left side of Jack, with the dagger in his left hand still thrust into Jack's neck.
One blow hit, followed by seven consecutive stabs. Each blow opened a bloody hole in Jack's body and turned him into a sieve.
Falling to the ground with a thud, Ye Chen said outside the window: "Peony!"
Creaking, the window opened, and a slender and voluptuous man in black rushed in, exclaiming: "You really killed him, why is the backhand backstab just now different from what I knew."
After cutting off Jack's head, Ye Chen said: "You have to know that any technique is to serve people, so there is no prescribed posture. All it requires is to kill people. It can change tens of millions, and it has only one purpose."
"This is the secret of backhand stabbing!"
"It can also be understood that the backhand backstab is just the result, the important thing is the process, so every time I use the backhand backstab, it is not the same action."
Peony nodded. There is no doubt that she learned a lot from Ye Chen, and these things might save her life in the future. "The mission is completed, let's go back!"
Jumping to the window, Ye Chen shot out two sawdust to break the woman's restraints, and immediately disappeared into the night with Peony.
Back at the guild branch, Ye Chen placed Jack¡¯s head on the table in the data room.
The test elder smiled and said: "Congratulations, you have officially become a purple-level intermediate killer. Here is 90,000 gold coins as your reward."
Received the amethyst of nine yuan and ten thousand denominationsCoins, Ye Chen said: "Can I go watch the killer skills now?"
"Your contribution value is 50,000. You can watch ordinary killing skills of B level and below. Remember, you cannot bring them out."
After walking out of the data room, Ye Chen came to the secret room of killer skills.
Killing skills are different from combat skills. There are very few books. There are no more than fifty books on C-level killing skills and about thirty books on B-level killing skills. Each type is marked, such as unarmed killing skills, dagger killing skills, and speed killer. Technology and so on.
"B-level killer skills: thrusting, using the explosive power of the body and fighting spirit to kill with one blow, which requires extremely strong insight and timing. If a hit is missed, the body will become temporarily stiff. Follow-up killer skills: backhand stabbing, If the thrust misses, the backhand stab can block or kill the enemy."
Nodding, in the confrontation test that day, the test elder missed the thrust and blocked Ye Chen's attack with a backhand back stab. This is more detailed than his own world, and it is easier to cultivate qualified killers.
Each killing skill has different luck skills. This kind of skill cannot improve fighting spirit, but can temper it. If you want to master the killing skills, you must practice luck skills and be able to switch luck skills in an instant. , to practice the next killer skill.
After flipping through the books, Ye Chen had a rough understanding of the killing skills in this world. The foundation seemed to be stronger than that of his own world, but the essence was slightly weaker. This was a matter of realm. Extremely strong force would eventually make People develop laziness and a desire for higher realms.
Peony became more and more interested in Ye Chen. At this time, she walked in and said, "You already know a lot of things. These should be of no use to you."
"No, anything advanced is derived from the most basic. On the contrary, the basics are the most important. If your killing skills have stagnated, I advise you to study these basic skills. They will be very useful to you." Ye Chen He said without raising his head.
"Really, but I've already mastered it." Mudan picked up a C-level killer skill.
"You think you have mastered it, but you are far from it. It's like you understand the flow of water, but how much can you understand the undercurrent in the water. For example, this B-level killer skill kick, on the surface, means to interrupt the opponent. Fighting energy is running, but have you ever thought about why kicking can interrupt the movement of fighting spirit? You are just copying it, and you are far behind the person who created this killing skill."
Hearing what Ye Chen said, Mudan fell into deep thought.
Ye Chen smiled and said, "If you want to bite off more than you can chew, try to study one basic killer technique, and then study other ones. You will find that your comprehension ability will gradually improve. This is called analogy."
"Thank you, my uncle also said what you said to me."
"Who is your uncle?"
Mudan said: "It's Gui Hu, the leader of the branch."
"He is worthy of being a film-level killer. He seems to be not inferior to himself in this aspect," Ye Chen secretly thought.
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