After the failed assassination of the powerful minister

The desolate and deserted streets of Shangjing were raining heavily in autumn.

The cold autumn frost combined with the autumn rain is uncomfortable.Shuowang was wearing night clothes, the cat was on the roof of an inn, and the bamboo hat he wore on his head was useless, and when the autumn rain blew over, most of his face was still blurred.

At this time, the night was quiet, except for the sound of the watchman beating the gong, Shuo Wang was looking around with a pair of bright peach blossom eyes, holding dry grass that he didn't know where to pick up.

The place where he was staying was Shenwu Avenue in Shangjing, the only way for officials to enter and leave the palace.

Shuo Wang had been squatting on the roof for more than an hour, but no one came out now, and his brows were furrowed a little impatiently.The owner asked him to come to Beijing to kill people, set a time and a place, and agreed that the target would pass Shenwu Avenue tonight at Xushi.

If he hadn't accepted the ten thousand taels of silver from the other party, he would have left by now and gone back to the inn to rest, so he wouldn't have come to soak in this annoying autumn rain!

Shuowang muttered and scolded the victim in the autumn rain for a long while, when the beater happened to be beating the gong from Shenwu Street, shouting loudly: "Three quarters of the Hai hour!"

His face darkened under the bamboo hat, and he thought about the target——Cen Xian, the commander of the Jinyiwei of the Great Wei Dynasty, could it be that he served the emperor with sex like the folklore? Come out? !

Just as he was slandering, there was an indistinct murmur mixed with the rolling of wheels and the sound of horseshoes on the official road. Shuo Wang's eyes lit up, he spit out the dry grass in his mouth, put on the mask, and then pulled the mask from his waist He drew out half of the sharp horizontal knife.

What came was a black standard, extremely simple and low-key carriage, but the spot on the roof was red, as bright as blood drops, and had a ghostly smell.

This standard is the same as the carriage shown to him by the owner.It was undoubtedly the carriage of the Commander of Jin Yiwei.

In addition, there were a dozen or so Jinyiwei accompanying the carriage.

Shuo Wang slowly drew out the horizontal knife in his hand, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone in the darkness who was about to move...

The victim had told him before that he was not the only one who invited him, and whoever took down the head of Jin Yiwei's commander would get the remaining 1 taels of silver.

The corners of Shuo Wang's mouth hidden under the mask twitched, it seemed that this commander's life was quite difficult.

Then he moved with the assassin who was following in the dark, leaped forward, the piercing light of the saber sliced ​​through the autumn rain, and instantly came into close contact with a Jin Yiwei.

There was a crisp sound of "Qiang", the cold iron collided, and Shenwu Street suddenly became chaotic. Slippery.

The smell of blood stimulated Shuo Wang's perception, his protruding eyebrows and eyes slightly raised, tinged with a sense of madness, the horizontal knife in his hand pierced through the heart, and the tip of the knife was bleeding.

Dozens of Jin Yiwei and the killer fought together, and the carriage stayed quietly in the center of the encirclement, not moving.

Shuowang's horizontal knife was extremely fast, and three or four Jinyiwei were fighting with him, but they couldn't catch his blade. One Jinyiwei just looked at it slowly for a moment, but Shuowang's horizontal knife, which was about to become an afterimage, found the gap and crossed And Guo slashed his neck!Bright red blood spurted out, splashing the side of the carriage.

He kicked down Jin Yiwei who was blocking his way, blowing towards the carriage like the wind, and stepped on the crossbar of the carriage first.Shang Zhi, who was still fighting with other assassins, lost his voice and shouted towards the carriage: "Master!!"

If the commander made half a mistake, even [-] deaths would not be enough for these people!

Before he finished speaking, Shuowang's horizontal knife had already cut the curtain of the carriage in half, and the blood-stained blade was immediately sent to the pale neck of the man in the carriage, trying to cut the man's neck open, but just arrived. Halfway through, the thin blade was pinched by the man, and he couldn't move forward any further.

Shuo Wang's eyebrows move a little, he is a formidable practitioner.

With the twilight of this autumn night, Shuo Wang saw the person in front of him clearly.

I have to say that the ghostly and disgusting Commander of Jinyiwei in this folk style review is surprisingly beautiful, so beautiful that Shuo Wang feels that the legend of Israel serving the king is not groundless.

Even if they asked the most outstanding painters in Wei Dynasty to outline the thick and colorful facial features, it is estimated that they would not be able to draw half of the charm.

While thinking, the commander of Jin Yiwei in front of him turned Cen Xian's wrist, and the other hand touched the black wristband wrapped around his hand like a ghost, and then the blade flipped instantly, Shuo Wang felt his tiger's mouth go numb, and the horizontal knife fell on the ground. on the ground.Immediately afterwards, Cen Xian put his hand on Shuo Wang's wristband, and the two of them made a move in the narrow carriage.

His moves are extremely vicious, just like Shuo Wang, he always moves to kill people, there is nothing fancy about it.It was the first time for Shuo Wang to meet such an even-handed opponent, and he had to admit that Jin Yiwei was worthy of being a running dog raised by the government, and he was even darker than those quacks who used people's money to kill others...

The sounds of fighting outside had gradually subsided.

As expected, Jin Yiwei was raised by the imperial court, but he took care of most of the assassins in a short while, and some of them saw that the situation was not good, and they had already run away!

Shuowang's secret passage is not good, if Jin Yiwei from outside comes over again, his little life will be lost!

At this moment, Cen Xian's hand stabbed towards his gate of life, Shuo Wang was startled, and quickly turned around, but the mask was hooked off by Cen Xian's fingertips.

So when Shuo Wang saw the murderous commander just now, his expression went blank for a moment.

When you are fighting for your life, you should avoid losing your mind!Shuo Wang seized this rare opportunity and kicked towards Cen Xian's heart. Cen Xian couldn't dodge in time, and was kicked until he vomited blood!

Jin Yiwei's blade was already poking towards the carriage, Shuo Wang didn't dare to fight for his own life, so he turned around and ran out of the carriage, stepping on Jin Yiwei's blade to climb up to the inn.

There was a piercing sound behind him, accompanied by Shang Zhi's shout: "Master! No!!"

Cen Xian was unmoved, just staring at the figure who wanted to run away, his internal force passed along the iron whip drawn from Shang Zhi's body, and then the iron whip wrapped around Shuo Wang's ankle, Cen Xian exerted force A pull.Shuo Wang was pulled back by Cen Xian, just like a swallow whose hind legs were ripped off and its wings were ripped off!

There were barbs on the iron whip, which were soaked in cartilage powder, and a little bit of it could make people lose their strength instantly.Shuo Wang looked constipated at the iron whip wrapped around his ankle, with an expression of "I'm going to finish it".

Who would have thought that Suo Mingmen's No. [-] killer would fall directly on Jin Yiwei's place?Isn't this a fucking signboard that was smashed by the officials? !

Really... I really saw a ghost!

Shuo Wang regretted it too much, and secretly cursed himself that he would not take this business with money in his eyes!

And if he had known earlier, he would not only need to wrap wrist guards on his hands, he thought before being dragged back and slapped him unconscious, he should also wrap his feet on his feet!

Shang Zhi looked at the black-clothed killer who had fainted, and Cen Xian, whose face was as white as paper because of being kicked, with undried blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth, and timidly shouted: "Master, this man... "

Whether to kill or cut, what kind of punishment will their subordinates who are not well guarded be locked up for a few days in the Jinyiwei Prison?

Before he could speak, Cen Xian glanced at the unconscious killer, coughed, and said to Shang Zhi, "Ruoyu, take him back..."

He thought and thought, and said, "Don't put him in prison...send him to my residence in Zhenfusi."

Hearing this, Shang Zhi responded subconsciously: "Yes! Master, this subordinate will go now..."

Then suddenly reacted——

and many more! !

Where did the commander ask him to send people? !

They are wise and unsmiling, they are cruel and ruthless, and when they meet an assassin, they will be sent to the Jinyiwei Prison with a blank face to suffer [-] tortures. The commander asked him to send this damn assassin... to a room? !

Shang Zhi felt that the five thunders struck him in disbelief.

"What's the matter?" The commander's faint voice sounded in his ear, "Do you have any questions?"

"No...no!" Shang Zhi came back to his senses, and hurriedly replied, "This subordinate will do it now!"

In Jin Yiwei's eyes, the Commander's words were comparable to imperial edicts, and Shang Zhi dared not question them, thinking that maybe the Commander was angry - although the Commander's face was expressionless and no emotion could be seen.

Shang Zhi thought, maybe the lord wanted to lock the assassin in the room to torture himself.

So Shang Zhi took out a rope and tied Shuo Wang who was unconscious on the ground into a rice dumpling, walked two steps like dragging a dead dog, and then threw him on the horse's back.

Then he turned around and helped Cen Xian, who was standing still, into the carriage.

The smell of blood in the carriage was strong, Cen Xian's chest was overwhelmed, and his face was frighteningly pale.

Just now Shuowang's kick kicked him half to death, and he used his internal strength to catch Shuowang, now his injuries are compounded, and his whole body is not well.

He half-closed his eyelids, his face was ashen, his lips were trembling all the time, and the ease with which he had forcibly propped up in front of all the Jin Yiwei just now disappeared in an instant.

"Go and call—" Before he finished speaking, Cen Xian grabbed the armrest of the carriage and coughed, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, "Go and call...call Jiang Jinyue to come over."

Shang Zhi nodded immediately, and then worried: "Master, is your injury?"

"It's okay," Cen Xian slightly opened his eyes, the corners of his eyes glowed a little red, "I'm wearing a golden robe, that assassin can't kick me to death."

For Cen Xian, fatal injuries are not serious injuries.

Shang Zhi had no choice but to nod again, then got out of the carriage and headed towards Anning Hou Mansion to look for Jiang Jinyue.

Inside the carriage, Cen Xian took a careful breath, his heart ached like a tear, he opened the curtain of the carriage and looked out, only to see Shuo Wang being tied up and thrown on the horse's back under the autumn rain, most of the black clothes on his body were soaked by the autumn rain, The darker the color.

He let out a long sigh, and knocked on the window of the carriage, and a well-trained Jin Yiwei greeted him in no time, and said respectfully, "Master."

Cen Xian closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Put that assassin in my carriage."