Downtown. XshuOTXt.CoM.

A young man with two small beards sat by the window, staring at the stall under the willow tree downstairs;

The old man with a childish face at the back of the stall was showing palmistry to the customers in line.

This old man is a physiognomist who has only appeared in the last two months, he doesn't look at anything except palmistry, but he sees it very accurately, so far there is no time to miss, and he doesn't charge much, but whenever he comes out to set up a stall, there is a long queue in front of the stall.

The young man drank wine, listened to the little song from the first floor, and looked at the old man, very leisurely.

He's not in a hurry. What he has is time. There is no rush at all.

There is no rush to do big things.

This area is a civilian area, and it is very lively, but there are few rich and noble people, and he does not have to worry about anyone recognizing him.

Because there were too many people watching palmistry, the old man did not close his stall until sunset, and under the escort of two apprentices, he got on a donkey and went home.

When the old man closed the stall, the young man with the beard had already gone downstairs, and after calculating the direction of the old man's travel, he took the lead and hid in front.

Soon after he disappeared into the corner, a number of pedestrians passed by one after another, and these pedestrians were also strange, and after looking around, they saw that there was no one around, so they flashed into the shadows with a "whoosh", ran to his side, and stared at the intersection with him.

Obviously, they had planned it for a long time, and they were waiting to ambush here.

After a long while, the figures of the old man riding a donkey and two apprentices appeared in their sight.

The bearded man's eyes became excited.

The feeling of hunting is really great, and it's no wonder that so many men are belligerent and aggressive.

The old man slowly approached.

It was also quite dark, and there were no pedestrians on the road.

Originally, the old man was supposed to go home before dark, but there were too many guests to see the photo today, and he encountered someone blocking the road on the way to see the face, and the time was delayed when he came and went.

Walking at night, it is easy to encounter ghosts;

When the old man finally walked into the encirclement, the bearded man, who was trembling slightly from nervousness and excitement, clapped his hands suddenly, signaling his men to attack.

He is not the one who lies in ambush on this road.

Rather, there were three whole places, including the exit in front, the retreat in the rear, and the ambush point in his road, which happened to block the three old men.

He has been hunting this old man for half a month, and he has long figured out the route and habits of the old man's travel, the old man is only escorted by two apprentices, but there are more than a dozen masters on his side, how can he not kill this old man?

This old man is one of the only three remaining elders of the Zhu family, and he is still the youngest and most prestigious among them, if this old man dies, no one in the Zhu family can control the overall situation.

When he killed the old man, he entered the palace to ask Niangniang for credit, and then he would definitely be able to go to the next level in his career.

In fact, it's not that he couldn't kill the old man earlier, it's just that the old man was escorted by two strong and trained apprentices, and the old man was very cautious, and he would definitely go back before dark, he wanted to do things neatly and leave no traces, so he had to wait until everything was foolproof.

-- And now's the time to be sure!

As soon as his slap sounded, the killer next to him, who had already changed into his night outfit, rushed out like the wind and slashed with a knife.

The killers in the other two locations saw that someone from this side rushed out, and they also rushed out, forming an encirclement.

The bearded man thought that the operation would be over soon, and that he would soon be able to leave, and then he would be able to enter the palace tomorrow to invite merit, but—

Things are not at all as he imagined!

When the killers rushed towards the old man with their knives, they didn't know what was going on, and those killers suddenly fell down one by one with a muffled grunt, some of them didn't move as soon as they fell, and some seemed to be seriously injured and couldn't get up;

Because of the dim light and the fact that the killers blocked their view, the bearded man couldn't see what was going on.

By the time he could barely see what was happening, the dozen or so killers he had arranged had all fallen, and the two apprentices of the old man took out something like ropes and began to tie up the killers.

Oops! He exclaimed in his heart, although these killers are trained and should not betray their masters, but, but people's hearts are unpredictable, maybe they will be tortured to extract a confession or something!

If his and Niangniang's identities are exposed, things will be in trouble!

At all costs...... Never let that happen!

What should Coco do?

He thought about it for a while, but he didn't think of a way, and finally he only thought that the thirty-six plan was the best plan, and then he went to Niangniang to discuss countermeasures with Niangniang!

Thinking about it, he crawled out of the corner of the wall in fear—literally, crawling, on all fours, clinging to the foot of the wall, for fear of being discovered.

It wasn't until he had climbed out for a long distance that he ran away as if a ghost was chasing him.

He quietly looked back as he ran, and didn't notice that anyone was chasing him, which made him feel a little relieved.

After running a long way, he found a secluded place to change his clothes, turned back into his usual merry boy, and went to the house.

On the door of the house where he went back, the words "Ji Fu" were hung.

What he didn't know was that the spies from the Military Aircraft Department had also been secretly following the wizard of the Zhu family, and they had not missed him, the escaped rat.

At the same time, the well-informed spies of the Military Aircraft Department quickly recognized him - Ji Linfeng.

Not long after Ji Linfeng, who had not shown up for a long time, arrived home, tonight's incident also reached the emperor's ears.

What the emperor thought after receiving this news, no one knows.

It's just that the next morning, the more Ji Linfeng thinks about it, the more uneasy he feels, and before dawn, he hits his horse out of the city and goes to inspect the killer stronghold in the suburbs;

However, all he saw was the ruins of the fire.

And this fire was already three days ago.

Three days ago, Niangniang's killer stronghold was completely destroyed, and he didn't even know until now?

What happened in just a few days?

Thinking of the events of last night, he instantly sweated like rain, his hands and feet were cold, and he fell from his horse several times.

Could it be that the Zhu family knew about Niangniang, so they took full revenge?

His mind was in a mess, shaking his top-heavy body, and he hit his horse and ran towards the palace.

He's going to report it to his mother.

Suddenly, however, several more masked figures appeared in front of them.

Could it be, could it be that the family chased him down?

His handsome face turned white with fright, and no amount of reason and ambition could calm him down, and he fell off his horse as if he had no bones, and could no longer climb.

Are you going to die?

Is he really going to die this time?

But his young husband has a bright future, how can he die here?

He watched in horror as the murderous masked men approached, and despair rose in his heart.

His pears, his ambitions, his future......

He's not reconciled! At this moment, his man's tears finally fell, it turned out that licking blood on the head of the knife was really not something that a person like him could play!

It's better to be a literati and play antiques and calligraphy and paintings......

If he was given another chance, he would never play with the knife again, just the pen......