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31 Grip

This low shout echoed in the darkness in the document library.

However, the hollow ball that Zheng Long was carrying was limited in light, so he could only illuminate the circle in front of him, with a very limited range.

In the darkness, there was no movement, so Luo Feiyu certainly would not make a sound, but was still invisible behind the stacked bookshelf, watching Zheng Long walk forward step by step.

Zheng Long's weapon was the hollow ball in his hand. The thin iron chain was wrapped around his arm. He held a spiral blade in his left hand, about a foot long, reflecting a slight fire, like a small snake in his hand.

He walked with great caution, his whole body was on guard, his eyes could not help but swept through the darkness around him, as if he wanted to see through everything here.

Luo Feiyu waited patiently. He was not waiting for the eunuch in charge of the squad, Zheng Long, to go out, but to wait for the opportunity to take action.

This eunuch Zheng Long, who came here at this time, was a coincidence, not a discovery. But Luo Feiyu would not let him go out of this gate again. Only in this place, with so many bookshelf blocking here, is a good place to kill this guy. Otherwise, in the open area, his weapon with a ball and a gun would be fully exerted, and using the embroidered spring knife alone would not be so easy to deal with.

As Zheng Long walked slowly over, the crossbow in Luo Feiyu's hand also slowly lifted up, crossing the gap between the tall bookshelf, and pointing to the passage in the middle of the document library.

This kind of crossbow that carries with you has only three crossbow arrows. Luo Feiyu doesn't have the time to load it again.

Buzz!

The bowstring vibrates.

The timing was just right. At this time, Zheng Long's front foot had just hit the ground and his back foot had just left the ground. As the bowstring sounded, Zheng Long turned his head, exerted force suddenly, and his whole body leaned back.

He reacted very quickly and responded very well.

Unfortunately, Luo Feiyu had already calculated his reaction. The arrow was not aimed at his body, but measured it in advance.

Luo Feiyu could not predict how Zheng Long would avoid crossbow arrows. Just as the goalkeeper could not predict the direction during the penalty shootout, he could only choose one direction to hit the target in advance.

This time, Luo Feiyu hit the target. Zheng Long heard the sound of the bowstring and flashed backwards, and the crossbow arrow hit his left waist, making a muffled sound.

Luo Feiyu half turned around, slid sideways, crossed the tall bookshelf, aiming the crossbow in his hand at the center passage.

Zheng Long was not seen.

But the light was still there, but Zheng Long hid on the side of the bookshelf and concealed his figure.

This is a tough character! Luo Feiyu felt a terrified heart and immediately continued to move forward, crossed the rows of bookshelf, and ran towards the gate.

Of course, he was not trying to escape from the gate. But in Zheng Long's opinion, his actions were just trying to escape.

"Hmph! Want to leave?" Zheng Long snorted coldly and said coldly.

There was a little pain in his voice. The crossbow arrow just now penetrated the thin armor on his body and shot into his waist. As he ran, he pulled him into pain.

At this time, Zheng Long was determined to prevent Luo Feiyu from escaping. In fact, Luo Feiyu was worried that Zheng Long would shout for warning and would attract the Dongchang men who were guarding the door.

Once there are too many people, Luo Feiyu will be unable to escape, and his plan to set fire to the documentary warehouse will be ruined.

At this time, he saw a little light in the middle of the passage, as if he was racing against him. He wanted to grab the door, but he slowed down slightly and pulled the crossbow trigger again as Zheng Long's figure swept out.

Buzz!

The bow string trembles, and the crossbow arrows fly.

This time, Zheng Long was prepared, not to continue to rush forward, but to lean back and fly backward.

The crossbow arrow sounded, swept through the middle passage and nailed to the wall opposite the desk warehouse.

Unfortunately! Luo Feiyu screamed in his heart, holding a crossbow in his left hand and an embroidered sword in his right hand, but his feet kept running forward along the passage between the big wooden frames.

Suddenly, Luo Feiyu stopped suddenly. In front of him, the orange light became brighter rapidly. From the middle passage, the hollow ball turned around at the side of the bookshelf and flew over.

Luo Feiyu was shocked. This damn eunuch actually made this hammer-like weapon so amazing. He could actually turn the hollow ball into a corner with a thin iron chain wrapped around the side of the bookshelf.

This was a trick that could not shock Luo Feiyu and lost his mind. In an instant, he realized that this was nothing more than the effect of circular motion. He immediately lowered his body, flipped his wrist, waved his embroidered sword, and slapped the hollowed-out ball with the knife surface.

Bang!

The hollow ball accelerated toward the bookshelf on the left, and the booklets flew everywhere and wood chips splashed.

This strength is really not small!

Luo Feiyu sighed, lowered his body and continued to jump forward.

At this time, the momentum of the hollow ball did not diminish. After rushing into the tall bookshelf, he was no longer under Zheng Long's control. Instead, he circled around the bookshelf, and finally a muffled sound was made, and he was embedded in the wooden frame with all his might.

This hollow ball is made of fire. The bookshelf is made of wood, and it is full of books and documents. It is all flammable. At this moment, Mars splashed and these books and documents were burned.

The fire just got up, and it was still very weak, just like a star fire.

Luo Feiyu was delighted. He chose to fight with Zheng Long, the eunuch in charge of the East Factory here, because he was attracted by this. The bookshelf here is an excellent obstacle, which can prevent his strange weapons like chain balls from exerting their maximum effects.

At this moment, Luo Feiyu turned his body and slid on the ground. While turning around, the crossbow in his left hand was aimed at the middle passage.

A figure in front of him flashed, and Zheng Long knew something was wrong and rushed into the passage between the bookshelf.

Luo Feiyu's arrow was unable to be shot out.

However, Zheng Long's chain ball was still wrapped around the bookshelf and could not be taken back for a while. He pulled it hard, and with a sound, the books on the bookshelf flew across, and the hollow ball flew out of the bookshelf. The thin iron chains were deeply tied into the side of the bookshelf.

The hollow ball whistled, and the whimpering sound of the wind was like thousands of ghosts crying, which was breathtaking. Luo Feiyu had just caught up with two steps before he met the eunuch Zheng Long in charge. At this time, there was no time to avoid it. He directly raised the embroidered spring knife and racquetted the hollow ball. At the same time, the crossbow in his left hand shook the trigger.

Zheng Long's reaction was very fast. As soon as Luo Feiyu showed up, he had stopped retreating and advanced, rushed over, holding the thin iron chain with his right hand, and holding the spiral blade with his left hand, which was about a foot long, reflecting the cold light.

Buzz!

The bowstring trembles and the sound is low.

The crossbow arrow flashed and shot to Zheng Long's chest with a puff, embedded there. Luo Feiyu was not sure whether he had broken his breastplate and really hurt him.

Before he could throw away the crossbow in his left hand, he had a loud bang, and the hollow ball was slapped by the Xiuchun Knife. The powerful force made him stagger to the right.

At the same time, Zheng Long was hit by a crossbow arrow, and after swaying, he rushed over again, with a fierce look on his face, and said fiercely: "Where did the little thief come from? How dare you come here to play wild!"

Luo Feiyu didn't say anything, but threw the crossbow directly, held the Xiuchun Sword, and went up to meet him.

The fire on the bookshelf has begun to grow gradually, and the time left for Luo Feiyu is not much ticking.
Chapter completed!
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