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Chapter 52:Night Assassin

At this time, Xianyang City, Zhao Gaofu Middle Room.

"The matter of the son-in-law and Feng robbing the two to go to Fanyang County was arranged?"It was Zhao Gao and Yan Leong’s son-in-law, sitting under a dark candle.

"It proposed to rush to Fan Yang suddenly, Fan Yang's people's withdrawal is too late, but I have made arrangements, I am afraid this pedestrian will not reach Fanyang..."

In the face of Zhao Gao's inquiry, Yanle's eyes were full of hatred, as if waiting for the head to win the high on the table opposite him, obviously, he arranged this time for this.

"There are two hundred elite guards on its side, this son is very slippery, you arrange it so, is there a suspicion of making a grass and a snake?"Once this is defiled and caught by the son-in-law, how can I protect you?”

This time, Zhao Gao did not reprimand Yan, but his face was full of helplessness, this time the charm of the heart, in the high of the stirring and under the complete failure to meet their expectations, but also let him not expect to win high directly to the East County, which let him have been prepared before several royal history are all blind.Fan Yang certainly has Zhao Gaoshang plugged in people, but he believes that the insertion is deep enough, and the most important thing is that those people do not know that the master behind the scenes is him, so he is worried about his own son-in-law.

"The uncle is relieved, this time the sent are dead, even if this man does not die, it is difficult to find out the relationship."

“Fanyang County, Xu Gong, can there be news?”Zhao Gao sighed slightly and no longer asked about the assassination, he has always been to help him grasp the general direction of Yanle, as for how to act, he never intervened.

"The number of people has sent to test his hustle and mouth, but this person is stubborn, not for me to use, it is no matter, Fan Yang officials countless, not to be inferior to one of his counties to make Xu Gong, for his own family, this time the son went high, he thought would not fail to raise."

"So far, this is the only thing, from today, you are still alive, Fan Yang's things do not participate, until the son returns."

“Believe me, follow your uncle’s advice.”

Looking at the figure of Yan Le's respectable departure, Zhao Gao's heart suddenly had a feeling of no bottom, and several times before, although he did not personally participate, but the win-gatherer repeatedly hit Yanle's face.Zhao Gao knew that the more this person was frustrated, the more disobedient, the more unconvinced, the more impulsive, the more impulsive, just like the current Yanle.

And thousands of miles away in the outskirts of Fanyang County, the plot is indeed to Yan Le imagined as in the way, the winning carriage is coming from the rhythmic groaning, the guards are patrolling on the outside, but the crisis is just from the circle.

In a moment, in an ancient tree above the winning carriage, no less than ten black people had gathered, and their hands were glittering under the moonlight, and their identities were interpreted by the blades of soldiers shining under the moonlight.

These people were obviously all tree climbers, and from the top down, a little sound did not come out, and even the birds in the next tree looked at them curiously, and then languidly inserted their heads into the feathers.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps...

They took advantage of the patrol's forbidden guard to turn their backs, all jumped off the branches, and the landing was still silent, to win the high, still snoring carriage, and walked away.

At this time, the win was high, as if sleeping soundly, and the snoring had changed, and even if these people made a slight sound of footsteps, it was covered by him, and that the snoring was not the only one who won the high, that it was only one or two away from his carriage, as if it were in the race with the high.

As they approached the carriage, the ten men boarded, and divided into two sets, they went to the windows on both sides of the carriage, which was evidently calculated in advance.

The window of the carriage, blocked by the cloth mantle, the hystery sound is from the inside of the continuous coming, the two teams of horses to the sides of the cloth mantle, compared to each other, the knife ran to the mantle, the inside of the carriage can be able to lie down a person's place, the two sides together out of the knife, but all there are people inside, stabbed is also ten nine stable things, not to mention inside.

“Hm on!“Oh!”

“Oooh!Gollum!"

Two empty sounds are enough to indicate the strength of the two blades, but the next "gaw!Gollum!"Two, but not quite right, this is the sound of the flesh and blood, and clearly stabbed the wooden board.

“There is fraud!”

One blow, the two people who were out of the knife could not help but send out a low cry, almost simultaneously reaching out to the cloth mantle on the latch, but they really heard, until the blade reached the plank, the hustle in the car has not stopped.

Take off the cloth mantle, they look in through the moonlight, there is indeed a slippery plank, where is the imagination is sleeping to win?

But just as they were trying to retreat, something unexpected happened...

"Oh hey?"Let's go!There are assassins!Get up and catch the killer!It almost killed me!”

This call, almost put the carriage cover up, even the assassin is also startled, but this statement is from the carriage, coupled with this sound and Qin's official words are not a small difference, is it a ghost?

But one of the assassins looked closely in the carriage and finally found the end of it.

This car has a mezzanine!“Man is under the board!”

It is true that the winning high was indeed in this carriage, and cymbria did indeed come out of it, but the carriage had undergone some small improvements long before it had set out.

Because of the fear of being attacked by the assassins on this long journey, the two carriages that won the high fate for him and Feng were all added to the mezzanine layer, and the ordinary carriage was the same on weekdays, and once the wind meal was spent at night, he could cover the board and sleep in the mezzanine, so it was no different from an extra layer of protection.

No, this kind of transformation just worked tonight.

However, the pig-killing shouts after Wingao was killed and awakened by the assassination in his sleep also revealed his true position.

These people are indeed dead, they do the work of killing, and at this time they find out where the people are hiding, and they can leave like this.

So the first person found out directly into the car and reached out to pick up the plank.

“Oh!”

“Ah!”

Just when he had just grasped the plank, he suddenly cried, directly covered his neck and withdrew from the carriage, and fell to the ground, and his little friends looked down and saw a short arrow inserted in his neck, and the blood was DC, which was already alive...

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