Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 608: Underestimating the Heroes of the World

As soon as she entered the house, she saw Pei Qiyin standing in front of her, looking at her with a scrutinizing expression.

The woman had a smile on her face and looked at Pei Qiyin quietly.

Pei Qiyin frowned and glanced at her up and down, but found nothing unusual, then stretched out his hand.

"Just give me the bucket, and you can go back."

She didn't say much about Bai Jing's guards.

Unexpectedly, the woman still had a smile on her face and shook her head slightly.

"Master General's water cannot be entrusted to others."

Pei Qiyin was in this line of work and knew that some rules were not too troublesome, so he just stepped aside and let the woman pass.

The woman looked up at the dining table which was only seven or eight steps away, picked up the bucket and walked forward.

Pei Qiyin still watched her movements warily.

The woman had just taken a step forward when she heard Cui Ying ask in a low voice.

"Stop and tell me your name?"

Cui Ying had been with Bai Jing for some time. She was familiar with Bai Jing's personal bodyguard, but had never seen this woman.

The woman grinned and said, "I am the steward's bodyguard."

"What's your name, and which team do you belong to?"

Cui Ying was naturally familiar with Bai Jing's guards and asked again.

The woman calmly put down the bucket and smiled.

"I'll just show you the badge, so you don't get suspicious."

As he spoke, his hand reached towards his waist, as if to touch the badge.

Cui Ying immediately frowned and shouted, "Don't move, stand back."

She knew very well that Bai Jing's guards did not have any badges and were identified by their names and faces.

That is to say, these guards must be familiar people.

This time her voice was so loud that it startled Lin Feng and others who were eating.

Bai Jing turned her head in surprise, with confusion in her eyes.

Because she didn't know this woman either.

Lin Feng immediately became alert, and Pei Qiyin behind him reached out and took out his weapon, bringing it to his mouth.

However, the woman standing there moved too quickly.

With a ghostly flash, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and he flew towards Lin Feng at a speed that was invisible to the human eye.

For the first time, Lin Feng felt a sense of powerlessness. The opponent's speed was too fast, making him see illusions.

Seeing the bright light coming towards him, he still couldn't avoid it.

The originally swift movement speed lost its advantage in front of the opponent.

In just a blink of an eye, I heard a scream, and then a light breeze passed by my cheek.

Lin Feng then stepped back half a step and turned his head to find that the ghostly figure of the woman had disappeared in front of the back window of the living room.

The carved window sash was knocked open and continued to sway.

After a moment of stunned silence, the people in the room looked at Cui Ying in surprise and slowly fell to the ground.

Lin Feng took a step forward and reached out to support her soft body.

I immediately noticed that there was a bright red spot on Cui Ying's chest, which was very eye-catching against her moon-white blouse.

Zhao Shuo had already started shouting, "There's an assassin! Put everyone on guard! It's a woman! Capture her, kill her or not."

All the guards immediately took action and began to chase through the rear window.

Pei Qiyin also followed him out through the back window, making faint sounds from his mouth.

This sound makes people feel weak, as if they are unable to stand up straight.

Her purpose was to disrupt the other party's escape speed.

After Zhao Shuo finished shouting, he also noticed the blood on Cui Ying’s chest. He screamed and rushed over.

Lin Feng hugged Cui Ying, he had regained consciousness.

The female assassin was too fast just now. She was aiming at me with her sword, and I couldn't dodge it at all.

However, Cui Ying, who had been on guard for a long time, stepped in front of him and blocked the knife for him.

"Don't touch her, go find a doctor."

Bai Jing stood in front of the table in a daze, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, she was more thinking about the woman just now. She seemed to have some impression of her, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her.

A doctor from the army was quickly brought over, and several medical staff took over Cui Ying's body.

Under Bai Jing's guidance, he was carried into his bedroom and laid flat on the bed.

The doctor immediately unbuttoned Cui Ying's clothes and checked the wound.

Lin Feng originally wanted to follow in, but seeing this situation, he had to retreat.

Just then he met Zhao Shuo who was running back in a hurry.

"How about it?"

"Brother, that man ran too fast. Our guards didn't even see his shadow."

This was also within Lin Feng's expectations.

He had never seen anyone run so fast.

It's beyond my knowledge.

Lin Feng boasted that once he displayed his Pifeng sword technique, there would be few, or almost no, people in the world who could be faster than him.

But today he realized very clearly that his vision was still short-sighted.

"Damn, a true master has finally appeared."

Zhao Shuo was staring anxiously at the door of Bai Jing's bedroom, worried about Cui Ying's injury.

I heard Lin Feng mumbling to himself, but I couldn't hear clearly for a moment.

"Brother, what did you say?"

"Haha, I have always underestimated the heroes of the world."

Lin Feng was still lamenting his mood.

He just couldn't understand why the killer, who could have assassinated him again, suddenly ran away when he had the upper hand.

The two of them, each with their own thoughts, stood outside the door waiting for the result.

Not long after, the military doctor came out shaking his head.

"There's no hope. His lungs are injured and he's dead."

Zhao Shuo's body softened and he sat down on the ground, looking at Lin Feng with a dull and pleading look.

"Brother, please save Cui Ying. She...she...said..."

He seemed to have lost the ability to speak and stammered, unable to form a complete sentence.

Lin Feng frowned and glanced at the doctor.

"Not breathing?"

The doctor shook his head: "The lungs are injured. He can't breathe. He will suffocate to death."

Zhao Shuo suddenly found the strength to jump up from the ground, grabbed Lin Feng's arms with both hands, and shook them violently.

"Brother, please save Cui Ying. She loves you the most and keeps talking about you to me all day long..."

Lin Feng shook off his hand: "Calm down, I'm not a god. The doctor said there's no hope."

Zhao Shuo was still talking when he saw Bai Jing walk out of the house, looking at Lin Feng with pleading eyes.

"Brother, are you still blaming her?"

Lin Feng complained inwardly, I am really not a god. If someone is hurt, how can I save him?

Since everyone looks at me like this, and I said that I have already made peace with her, don’t I want to save people?

I just wanted to say something, but I sighed instead.

I have to do my best, after all, Cui Ying was injured while saving me.

If Cui Ying hadn't blocked it, it would be me lying on the bed right now.

Lin Feng stepped into the room, came to the bed, and leaned over to observe.

Sure enough, Cui Ying was already out of breath. His face turned blue and purple, and his body was twisting slightly. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't breathe.

Lin Feng suddenly thought, could it be that blood has entered the lungs, causing hemothorax?

As long as the blood is drained out, it is likely that breathing will be unobstructed?

"Zhao Shuo, go get a thin bamboo stick, quick!"