The imperial city of the Ming Dynasty is also a famous tourist attraction, Zhu Di stands in the square in front of the Donghua Gate and looks into the distance, can see the green glazed tiles of the Wenhua Hall shining in the sun, across a white cordon, the tourists outside the line are like weaving, the two brocade guards in the line stand majestically, obviously there are only two people, but there is as insurmountable as a mountain peak.

He watched the crowd for a while, and for ten minutes he didn't see the two brocade guards move, the one on the left with the heavy plasma gun on his shoulder, the one on the right wearing only an embroidered spring knife, and his left hand firmly grasped the polished handle of the bronze cast.

Zhu Di waited for a while, at one o'clock in the afternoon, the sun of the first sun was always mild, but the foreheads of the two brocade guards gradually oozed sweat beads, and large beads of sweat flowed down the roasted dark skin, until the sweat evaporated, and a row of salt flowers appeared on the side of the faces of the two!

Feeling almost, Zhu Di drank the coffee bought from the roadside stall in one gulp, pinched the jar, and threw it into the garbage can. Because the 19th district does not have such strict garbage classification, I hesitated when I threw it, and was reminded by the kind cleaning aunt to choose the recyclable side.

He thanked Aunt Clean, habitually wanted to put his hands in his pants pockets, but felt that his fingers were a little sticky, frowned, and turned his back instead.

Zhu Di walked straight to Donghua Gate, he walked calmly, naturally like a wanderer returning from a long trip back to his home, the footsteps were drowned in the noise of many tourists, and his figure was also hidden by the crowd, so except for the two brocade guards in front of Donghua Gate, no one else looked at him more.

He approached the white line, stepped on the white line, crossed the white line!

"Tick-"

Sirens soared into the sky.

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The Imperial City is also very experienced in dealing with such unexpected situations, and there are countless drills large and small every year, and the first thing to do is to evacuate the tourists in the square; The second thing is to close the palace gates and temporarily detain the visitors inside the palace; The third thing to do was to concentrate the garrison on the Assassins.

Because it was only the lowest level of the third-level alarm, His Majesty the Emperor and the commander of the Jinyi Guard were not alarmed, and the cabinet ministers in the Donghua Gate did not make special notices, and the Qianhu stationed in the Donghua Gate received the news and hurried over, and just walked near the porch, there was a "bang", and a person fell into the door.

Instinctively, Chito slammed his feet, and the man fell to the ground groaning/groaning and rolling, his face facing inward, so that he immediately recognized it, and cried out in a lost voice: "Deng Lei! ”

Deng Lei also saw him, and said bitterly: "Yang Qianhu, the assassin is powerful......

He wanted to say that this assassin was amazing, and it was likely that he had practiced a certain secret book of national arts, and he stood outside the Donghua Gate and watched them for an hour, during which he and the other gatekeeper did not dare to move, and always felt that his whole body was full of flaws, just like being swept by the sniper's infrared scope in the vital points of the whole body in turn, and the evil qi of the rest of the battle was almost condensed into a needle, stabbing the two of them from the skin to the internal organs with a faint pain!

Because the 120,000 points of vigilance had already been raised, the assassin stepped into the cordon, he and his partner immediately attacked, the plasma gun of the partner was aimed at the waist down, and his embroidered spring knife slashed at the head and face, this was the most tacit way for the two to fight the enemy for many years, and they were slashed and captured, but they never expected that they would be defeated in front of this assassin today.

The assassin jumped up and avoided the plasma gun, and Deng Lei's embroidered spring knife also changed from slashing his head and face to slashing at his waist, and this was not over, he forced his body to twist in mid-air, and kicked with the force of turning, and Deng Lei flew into the Donghua Gate.

Yang Qianhu hurriedly came up to help Deng Lei, he was kicked in the left chest, angina, and couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

There are a total of 800 Jinyi guards stationed at Donghua Gate, who can be the emperor's gatekeeper, of course, they are all well-trained, and they can choose a position to ambush without commanding, and there are about 20 elite soldiers who are good at hand-to-hand combat, gathered around Yang Qianhu, eagerly waiting for his order.

Yang Qianhu handed Deng Lei over to one of his subordinates and motioned for the rest of the elite soldiers to go out to meet the enemy, while he himself walked up to the Donghua Gate with a grim face and stood on the gatehouse and looked down.

Tourists have been evacuated, leaving many vendors with bits and pieces of goods that vendors have not had time to collect, and a few pigeons walking around, pecking at popcorn that came out of nowhere...... Yang Qianhu squinted his eyes and saw shiny popcorn sprinkled out of the doorway, attracting more greedy pigeons with white feathers and red beaks.

"Okay!" He was furious, the assassin actually had time to feed the pigeons, this was really not taking the brocade guard in his eyes, and slapped him in the face unscrupulously and over again!

Since the assassins didn't treat the Jinyi guards as people, Yang Qianhu felt that there was no need for them to talk about humanitarianism anymore, so he immediately raised the index finger and tail finger of his right hand and waved it down fiercely, this is to tell all the Jinyi guards in front of Donghua Gate - life or death!

The sound of plasma guns bursting in the square immediately resounded.

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Zhu Di went straight to Beizhen Fusi after getting out of the Terracotta Division, thinking that Beizhen Fusi would symbolically punish him for overdue orders, and then drive him back to the Nineteenth District overnight, after all, according to the laws of the empire, except for the crown prince, other adult princes must be stationed in various districts and cannot stay in the capital for long.

But what he didn't expect was that Beizhen Fusi punished him for the defense of the imperial city!

Zhu Di immediately saw the shadow of the emperor on the dragon chair from this order, and asked him to play the role of an assassin, is this a warning or a temptation? He has no interest in delving into it, the so-called imperial mind is that he will always have the ability to disgust you, and you have no choice but to be disgusted.

So Zhu Di came obediently, and broke into the Donghua Gate with his bare hands, silently remembering the mistakes of the Jinyi guards one by one: the attack power of the guards was too poor, and the Jinyi guards who were supposed to guard the Donghua Gate did not know where they went, and the reaction of the soldiers was too slow, and the large army arrived five minutes later......

He was not happy, and he didn't want others to be happy, so he deliberately picked up a bag of popcorn at the stall to feed the pigeons, which really angered Jinyi Wei Qianhu, he saw the man on the gatehouse gesticulating, and quickly threw out the whole bag of popcorn, and a whole flock of pigeons fell down in the air, and the white wings spread out, covering his figure behind.

The plasma gun rang out, pigeon feathers and blood splashed everywhere, and Zhu Di had already climbed to the top of the doorway by covering it, and climbed steadily with his hands and feet open.

The imperial city is an old building that can enter the museum, and the Donghua Gate also has a history of hundreds of years, and the brocade guards will inevitably be restrained when shooting, and try to concentrate on one point and not diverge to the outside world, so Zhu Di is very safe to hide on the top of the doorway, and he has not even scratched the skin.

He waited patiently, and the blasting of the plasma gun rang out for a full eight minutes, and the pigeons were almost cut to pieces and burned into smoke, and at last there was a slow sound of footsteps approaching.

There were only three people in the front, and the one in the middle was wearing the uniform of Wei Qianhu he was familiar with, and his face was full of ferocity and expectation, like a beast that had captured blood and food and was fighting for a full meal.

Zhu Di's heart moved, and the three of them got a little closer, and he pounced quickly, aiming to ride the Qianhu accurately, and his legs clamped his neck and flipped to the left, instantly smashing him headfirst to the ground.

"Don't move," he grabbed Chiho's throat, hurrying to lift his hat to cover his face before the second round of shooting, "It's me." ”