The night has gradually deepened, and the others in the dormitory have already slept.

Dong Wenfeng was about to fall asleep when he suddenly felt something flying from the window next to him.

Dong Wenfeng fiercely opened his eyes and flashed to his side.

A bamboo chopstick flew in from outside the window and directly inserted into Dong Wenfeng's pillow.

The chopsticks went straight in. If Dong Wenfeng was sleeping, or didn't react and got up a little slower, then now the chopsticks are inserted on Dong Wenfeng's head.

Dong Wenfeng's eyes narrowed, and a cold murderous spirit filled out from him.

This deadly way, coupled with the familiar technique of flying chopsticks, Dong Wenfeng didn't even have to guess. He knew who was coming.

"Horn!"

Dong Wenfeng bit his teeth and said these two words.

Because Dong Wenfeng didn't take off his clothes when he slept at night, he put on his shoes directly and flashed out of the dormitory with a quick but very quiet action.

After passing an instructor on duty, Dong Wenfeng turned over directly and went up to the roof.

Under the white moonlight, Dong Wenfeng soon saw the man standing on the roof of the row of barracks across the four companies.

"Hum."

Horn saw Dong Wenfeng on the roof, snorted coldly, and then set off directly. He was as light as a swallow and sped away in the direction of the training ground.

Dong Wenfeng hurried to catch up.

He wanted to see what medicine was sold in horn's gourd.

When he stopped himself from cleaning up during the day, Dong Wenfeng had a hunch that there would be a war between himself and horn.

I just didn't expect that Horne was so worried that he came to the door tonight.

Horn's figure is very dexterous. He is not tall himself, and his figure belongs to that kind of thin type. Therefore, the action is also faster than Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng used a little innate strength, which made him not completely left by horn.

The two chased each other from the barracks to the training ground, and then passed the training ground to a forest outside the military training base.

Ten minutes later, horn stopped, turned around and faced Dong Wenfeng who just caught up.

"Do you Hongmen people like plotting against others so much?"

Dong Wenfeng looked at horn standing there and said coldly.

"Plotting?" horn smiled.

"That's just a greeting. If you can't stand my greeting, you're not qualified to stand here and talk to me."

The moonlight scattered through the cracks of the leaves, making Dong Wenfeng barely take a rough look at horn.

Horne's appearance among men definitely belongs to the very exquisite type, or in another word, it's a little beautiful.

There is no problem with the word beauty when it is used in women, but once it is used in men, with horn's own thin voice and thin body, it will always be strange.

"Say hello, ha ha."

Dong Wenfeng's view of horn is to smile. Horn is worthy of coming out of Hongmen. His behavior style is really different from that of other sects.

"You have nothing to do but go to the three treasures hall. You took so much trouble to lead me here in the middle of the night. What can I do for you?"

Dong Wenfeng looked at horn's hands and asked directly.

"Hehe, it's nothing. I heard that a cruel man came to the school of Arts this year. He can't get through half the moves with his kung fu, so he's just curious."

Horn put his hands behind his back and replied in a very relaxed and curious tone.

"Oh? Is that Wang Laoer from Hongmen?"

Dong Wenfeng raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise.

"I'm an outside disciple, but I have some money at home, which can provide some income for the sect. Otherwise, even if Hongmen is declining, we won't accept this waste."

Horn mentioned the second son of Wang in a tone of disdain.

When Dong Wenfeng saw horn carrying his hands, he couldn't help being more vigilant.

From today's performance during the day, Horne is definitely good at concealed weapons.

Of course, Dong Wenfeng can catch and hide flying chopsticks, but it's hard to say if there's anything else fatal.

"Oh, are you afraid?"

Horn obviously saw the vigilance in Dong Wenfeng's look and asked.

"Open guns are easy to hide, but hidden arrows are difficult to defend. Your Kung Fu is not low, so I have to be careful."

Dong Wenfeng didn't relax his vigilance, replied.

"Yes, it's a bright man, not as hypocritical as others. But..."

Horn looked at Dong Wenfeng with a very appreciative look and said.

"Open gun, is it really so easy to hide?"

As soon as horn's voice fell, Dong Wenfeng subconsciously flashed next to him.

"Ding!" Dong Wenfeng looked back and saw a plum blossom dart playing on the stone behind the place where he had just stood.

"You!"

Before Dong Wenfeng finished speaking, horn continued to shoot.

His hands are completely different from those of ordinary men. His hands are slender and white, just like women's hands, warm and moist as jade.

But in this pair of dexterous and beautiful hands, there are infinite killing opportunities.

Dong Wenfeng only felt that there was a faint murderous spirit around him. His previous sharp perception became a burden at this moment.

The plum blossom dart in horn's hand crossed a very elegant arc and flew towards the key points of various parts of Dong Wenfeng.

"Ding Ding..."

Dong Wenfeng dodged left and right, relying on the big trees in the tree forest to help himself block these deadly plum blossom darts sent out by horn.

"Good posture."

Horn saw that he had sent so many, and Dong Wenfeng was unharmed. He nodded and said.

"Then can you hide?"

Horn's mouth showed an elegant and charming smile, and seven plum blossom darts appeared in his hand at the same time.

"Flowers rain all over the sky!"

Horn moved his hands and saw the seven plum blossom darts flying towards Dong Wenfeng in a very mysterious way at the same time.

Dong Wenfeng now has a cold sweat on his forehead. In his perception, he has no room to avoid this time.

He felt that there was a fatal threat in every direction around him. No matter which direction he hid, there was only one end, that is, he was hit by a plum blossom dart.

With horn's strength, being hit is basically equal to death.