My love options are a bit difficult

Chapter 63 Night Attack
"Zi la la!!"

A string of sparks continued to burst from Natsume Kaede's hands with the harsh sound of a round knife, sprinkled on the protective clothing he had put on and the ground, and slowly faded away from the red light and gradually turned into small black particles.

He held a long knife in his hand and endured the constant friction of the wheel knife. The blade trembled slightly. The blade that was sharp as a awn was blunt and a bit outrageous, and there was no such sharp feeling at all.

Pressed to stop the machine next to it, the wheel cutter gradually stopped running, and the noise in the workshop gradually dissipated.

Taking off the heavy protective mask, Natsume Kaede shook his hair and let out a breath of foul breath.

Picked up the long knife from the handle, walked towards the inside, and put the knife directly into the clean water pool.

The redness of the blade has not yet dissipated, and when it suddenly touched the cold water, it made a chirp sound, and small blisters appeared on the top, which gradually cooled down.

When Xia Mufeng felt that the time was almost up, he took out the long knife again, the tip of the knife pointed upward, and looked carefully.

The blade of the whole long knife has become very blunt, and the surface still exudes surface quenching.

If this is seen by the boss of Kendozhai, he will inevitably feel distressed and even teach Natsume Kaede to destroy things.

But in fact, Natsume Kaede didn't feel bad at all.

Originally, I thought about melting it into molten iron and throwing it away, but after thinking about it, it would seem that there is no silver 300 taels here, and if I want to transform in the future, I still can't do without a knife.

In the end, he thought hard about a way to blunt the blade of the long knife, so that the original traces would disappear completely, and even if he was corrected by someone, he had a reason-for fear of hurting people.

Although there is no blade, it is sharp enough, at least the tip of the blade is a deadly place, and Natsume Kaede not only sharpened the blade to a bad shape, but even the tip of the blade almost turned into a small iron ball, from the outside. It looks really ugly.

"Why do I feel a bit like a black iron epee?"

Xia Mufeng looked at the ugly long knife and smiled, and even thought of the weapon in the novel of the previous life.

Shaking his head, he put the long knife back into the black box and placed it on the iron frame beside it.

Going to the place where there is a washbasin, turning on the faucet, flushing the dust and iron filings from your hands, and wiping your hands with a few tissues.

I took out my phone and looked at the time, thinking it was almost time to go.

"You have to go back early." Xia Mufeng put the phone in his pocket and whispered.

Now he has the feeling that he also has something like "access control", but this is also a good thing, self-discipline can always bring good things to people.

Putting on his jacket and zipping it up, Natsume Feng walked to the door of the factory and was about to turn off the lights, but suddenly his brows wrinkled, and there seemed to be a shattering sound in his ears.

"No one will come to trouble me again." He thought a little speechlessly in his heart.

It stands to reason that the location here is very remote, and in a place with a deep alley, there are no houses of the public when you walk in, so no one should come.

He put his ear to the door, made no movement, and listened quietly.

At this time, the physique that is half higher than ordinary people comes into play.

This kind of transcendence is all-round, not only physical fitness, but also the five senses are strengthened, which is stronger than ordinary people.

As Natsume Feng consciously stopped moving, the workshop was silent for a while, and the sounds that could be heard in the ears began to become nuanced.

A slight hula sound came to the ears, and there were dense footsteps.

There are definitely more than two or three people just listening to the voice.

"Clap."

The faint sound of the switch sounded, and the whole factory became dark.

Xia Mufeng thought for two seconds, took out his mobile phone to find the contact, and temporarily sent a message to Yu Gongquan, then quickly muted and put it away.

A few figures outside the door saw the lights in the factory dim in an instant, and the man in the front clenched his fists upwards and made a gesture of silence to stop.

The following people followed suit in turn.

After hesitating for a while, the leader seemed to have made a decision, made several commanding gestures, and then stood up again, followed by a few people who also approached cautiously.

The man in the lead leaned against the door, put on his helmet and mask, and stretched out one hand with three fingers to mark the time.

As the number of fingers decreased, finally a few people prepared outside the door rushed in.

"boom!"

The iron gate, which has not been repaired for many years, was suddenly slammed open, making a huge echo in the silent workshop.

Several figures filed in, holding a gun in one hand and holding the other hand below, and holding a flashlight constantly illuminating the appearance of the inside of the factory building.

They are divided into groups of three, sticking together back-to-back with no dead ends, and pushing forward cautiously.

Quickly searched all the places in the factory and found no target. Everyone formed a team again and returned to the door of the factory.

"Clap."

The lights in the entire factory turned on again, revealing the whole group of people.

All black combat uniforms and tactical helmets, everyone is equipped with a small-style pistol, two short knives are tied to the legs, and the neat outfit even looks like an army.

The guy who turned on the light was the guy headed by this group of people. He pulled up his helmet and visor, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with a tough beard.

He first glanced at the audience, and then turned his attention to the other players.

When the other team members saw that there was no one in the factory, they couldn't help but start to relax. At the same time, one of the team members asked the man in the lead, "Captain, no target was found."

"The target disappears, retreat for the time being."

He was silent for a while, and issued such an order.

"Hay!"

The rest responded in a low voice.

Although the captain didn't know why the target was clearly in it but now disappeared, it was obviously not a good choice to stay here.

With a heavy heart on his mind, the captain in the lead was about to leave the factory, his eyes swept slightly, but suddenly he felt a dark shadow coming from above his head, and he was shocked.

"The goal is above!"

The captain's face suddenly changed greatly, and he let out a low growl.

All the captains responded quickly, and immediately aimed their guns at the top of their heads, looking in the direction the captain saw, and there were even some people who shot directly!
puff!puff!puff!
The gun valve of the pistol ejected bright yellow bullets one by one, the muzzle of the gun emitted rapid sparks, and the dull sound brought by the silencer kept ringing.

The high-speed rotating bullet didn't hit the figure, but hit the steel support column, wiping out sparks.

In just an instant, everyone saw a black figure jump out from the exhaust window above the factory building, and the glass suddenly burst with a bang.

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(End of this chapter)