That night, the Feng family members who were searching for other demons in Luyang City returned one after another, but found nothing.

This was within Doug's expectations.

The world in the simulation field is called Daqian, which occupies the most fertile Central Plains and is surrounded by several small countries.

The combined population of these countries is over 80 million.

Now, there are only about 600 players left in the simulation field.

More than 600 people scattered among a population of more than 80 million are like raindrops falling into the sea, without even causing a single wave.

Even if the contestants would focus on choosing sects or big cities, there were hundreds of thousands of people in Luyang City, and the Feng family could only send out five or six people.

It was like looking for a needle in a haystack for five or six people to search for a candidate hiding in the huge Luyang City who looked exactly like a local after taking over another person's body and had the memory of an indigenous person.

They were lucky enough to run into Wang San.

Not finding any other demons, Feng Shiyi comforted them with a few words and sent them to rest.

Doug and others also took a rest.

The rooms of several people were next to each other. Feng Yunjie was on the side, next to him was Du Ge, next to Du Ge was Wang San, and next to Wang San was Feng Shiyi.

Wang San was a new member. Feng Shiyi was worried about him and afraid that he would become disloyal. He did not dare to press his acupoints as he had done before. He could only keep him under guard to prevent him from escaping.

Several direct disciples who were looking for the demon slept in the rooms opposite, and two were left on duty.

Under such strict supervision, there was almost no possibility for Wang San, who had no martial arts skills, to escape.

…

Duger had his own plans, and the Feng family also had their own plans, but things are unpredictable and there are almost no things that can be completed smoothly as planned.

The accident happened that evening.

In the middle of the night, Doug, who was half asleep due to traveling and practicing martial arts, was suddenly awakened by two short muffled groans. Then, he heard light but noisy footsteps and breathing sounds outside and on the roof.

His eyes suddenly widened and he sat up. What was going on? A classic scene from a martial arts drama, a night attack?

Targeting them? This is coming too fast, isn't it?

What went wrong? In an instant, a series of questions flashed through Doug's mind. He quickly put on his clothes and took the sword and knife bag on the bedside: "Second Master, the enemy is attacking."

After shouting a warning, Doug suddenly held his breath.

It was a dark night, but with his enhanced five senses, his ability to see in the dark was far superior to that of ordinary people. He could vaguely see a blowpipe poking through the window paper and reaching in.

Night raids with smokescreen are really the standard package!

Douge's sudden shout startled the other party, and he pulled the blowpipe back sharply, but it was too late. Douge had already thrown a flying knife over.

He had not practiced using hidden weapons, but Doug did not need to hit the throat with every strike like Li Xunhuan.

At a distance of three to five meters, it is enough for the flying knife to hit a person. With Doug's current strength, as long as it hits the target, it will leave a hole in the body. The lethality is not much less than that of a pistol.

Ah! With a scream, blood stained the window frame red.

at the same time.

Their whereabouts were exposed and chaos suddenly broke out outside.

There was a loud noise of breaking windows coming from next door. Doug rushed into the corridor, ignoring Feng Yunjie, kicked open the door of Wang San's room and rushed in.

Wang San was not as alert as Doug, and fell into a coma due to the smoke. At this time, he was carried on the shoulders of a man in black and rushed towards the window.

Doug raised his hand and threw another flying knife.

The man in black was carrying Wang San with his back to Duger. Moreover, he never expected that someone would throw a hidden weapon in the dark. When he heard the sound of the wind, it was too late to dodge. The flying knife hit him in the back. He screamed and fell to the ground.

Doug was just about to go over to check on Wang San's condition.

Suddenly the personal information flashed.

He raised his hand and clicked on the personal information.

There is no change in other items, but there is one more advanced skill: Back stab: You attack others from behind, with a speed bonus. The higher the attribute, the greater the bonus ratio.

…

Aren't advanced skills just one? Can they be developed continuously? Will new skills be born when the conditions are met? Doug was stunned, and then ecstatic. If he had known this, he would have stabbed the man in the back with a flying knife.

Although the back stab limits the attack direction, it does not increase the attack power like the previous two purely auxiliary ones.

This is a good skill!

Outside the window, someone heard the noise in the house and looked inside. Doug raised his hand and swung a knife at him, but the man shrank his head and dodged. It was obvious that his kung fu was better than the person in the room.

at this time.

It's a mess outside.

Feng Shiyi's terrified voice came: "Iron Sand Palm? Are you from the Iron Palm Gang? The Feng family has no grudges against you, why did you attack Xingyu Tower at night?"

"Quick battle and a quick decision. No one shall be left alive except the devil." Another strange voice was heard, and then torches were lit outside the window, illuminating the night.

Iron Palm Gang? Demons?

As expected, they were targeting them. The Feng family was small and no one paid attention to them normally, so it wouldn't be exposed so quickly.

There is a traitor! Doug immediately figured out the reason. He took two quick steps, picked up Wang San from the ground, and pulled out the flying knife from the back of the man in black, and quickly left the room.

Even though it was more dangerous outside, there was smoke in the room and he couldn't stay there for long. Although his five senses were enhanced, he still had to breathe. It was amazing that he could hold it for so long.

Inn corridor.

Uncle Feng Shiyi, nephew and three direct descendants of the Feng family were fighting with a dozen men in black. They struggled hard and were all injured. The two direct descendants who were in charge of night patrol had already fallen in a pool of blood.

The other side had more people and their martial arts were better than those of the Feng family. Except for Feng Shiyi, the other members of the Feng family were basically suppressed and beaten.

When Du Ge came out, another descendant of the Feng family screamed and died in the corridor.

The corridor was narrow and a group of people were crowded together. It was easy to hurt one's own people by mistake when throwing flying knives. Duger decisively threw Wang San to the ground, drew his sword, aimed at the back of a man in black who was besieging Feng Yunjie, and stabbed him with the sword.

The men in black were well-trained and cooperated well with each other. The man in black next to him saw Doug drawing his sword, so he withdrew from the battle circle and intercepted Doug for his partner.

But the speed of the stab from behind was too fast. As soon as he stepped back, Doug had already stuck to his companion like a ghost and stabbed him through with his sword.

His eyes widened: "Master, there is a master."

Upon hearing this, a few of the men in black who were besieging the others immediately separated and surrounded Doug, intending to get rid of him first.

Douger cursed inwardly, suddenly drew out his sword, looked at the black-clothed men surrounding him, and said quickly: "You can't kill me, I am a demon, you have to keep me alive."

The men in black on the opposite side seemed to have not expected the other side to be so cowardly, and they were suddenly stunned on the spot.

One of the men in black looked at Doug and said, "If you are the devil, put down your sword and I will spare your life."

Doug suddenly looked behind him, a look of surprise on his face.

The man in black turned around suddenly and found no one behind him. He realized that he had been tricked, but it was too late to turn back. He rushed forward decisively, but it was too late.

He felt a pain in his heart, and the sharp tip of a sword pierced through his chest. He only had time to utter the word "despicable" before he collapsed to the ground, dying with his eyes open.

The backstab was successful, and a warm current spread throughout Douger's body, improving his attributes bit by bit.

Seeing their companion being ambushed and killed right under their noses, the rest of them were extremely sad and angry, and they all raised their knives and slashed at Doug.

Douger drew his sword to block the attack and said, "I am a demon. You can't kill me."

"I killed the devil." One of them said with red eyes.

"Don't be impulsive. If you kill me, your people will die in vain." Doug said, "Will the gang leader forgive you when you return?"

The attack of several people suddenly stopped, and the weapons that were originally aimed at Doug's vitals turned to arms, legs and other parts that would not kill people, and the force was obviously much lighter.

If they can't be hacked to death, the same goes for injuring them. These people won't be fooled by Doug into stopping.

But fighting like this inevitably restricts one's hands and feet, and everyone feels extremely aggrieved.

Doug had eyes in the back of his head. He was already relaxed when he was besieged, and now the pressure was even less. He easily blocked the sword that was chopped towards him, glanced at everyone and said, "This is the right way. Killing and arresting are two different things. Don't ruin the Iron Palm Gang's plan because of a momentary impulse. If you fail to complete the mission and get yourself involved, it will be so worthless. The dead are gone, and the living have to go on living. You have to think positively about everything. The one on the left, swing your knife less. It doesn't matter if you hurt me, but don't hurt my companions..."

(End of this chapter)