Wangshu City, Tiandu Street

As the most prosperous street in the whole city, it is also a street for the children of rich families to play, the whole street is full of magnificent shops, all kinds of treasures, and even the little gadgets bought by the roadside vendors are all of the best materials and top craftsmanship. Walking through it, it is as if you are really in the most prosperous Kyoto city in the Tang Dynasty.

Gathering the qi, slightly reshaping the clothes, and magically taking out a paper fan from his sleeve, Tang Jin walked leisurely through the crowd as if he was really shopping.

Moving left and right, the figure repeatedly, and with the cover of the slightly crowded crowd and some stalls, Tang Jin's figure disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye. With the picture in his memory, Tang Jin quickly locked onto the female killer who looked like a maid closest to him, and a cold smile crossed his face, and he quickly approached through the cover of the crowd.

Turning around, turning sideways, turning his head, walking in the crowd, the keen perception cultivated in the previous life was like a radar, so that Tang Jin could feel the sight of several people at all times. Whenever the other party's eyes were about to fall on him, Tang Jin either bought the goods in the stall next to him, or simply turned around and perfectly covered himself with the figure of others. The actions were mellow and smooth, without the slightest sense of abruptness, not only did they not attract the attention of several killers, but even the crowd around them did not feel anything unusual about Tang Jin, just as if he was shopping casually.

Although he was avoiding the sight of several people, Tang Jin did not stagnate, but approached the female killer who had already been locked by him at an extremely fast speed.

Perched forward, she passed behind him like an ordinary shopper, and pecked the opponent's left shoulder with her left hand, and the female assassin, who was already a little flustered because of Tang Jin's sudden disappearance, instinctively turned around. At the same time, Tang Jin, who had already reached his right, flipped his right hand, and a steel ball was sandwiched between his fingers, and hit his ear with a forceful flick, the woman suddenly felt a pain in her neck, her eyes suddenly darkened, and a feeling of dizziness came, and she staggered forward a few steps.

Tang Jin's eyes were quick, and he walked a few steps quickly from behind a man who happened to pass by on the right, stretched out his coat with his right hand, and took the woman into his arms, and the whole movement was as if he had practiced countless times.

In the eyes of outsiders, this scene is just Tang Jin, a rich young master, who first patted the woman's shoulder mischievously, and the woman instinctively followed it, and took two steps forward slightly, and then Tang Jin turned around and took him into his arms, and the two went away together, which was completely a scene of a naughty young master teasing his maid. The merchants on this street have seen a lot of them, and they have long been surprised.

Self-directed and self-staged a good play, Tang Jin took the woman in his arms and walked a few steps briskly in the crowd, and then turned around, passed through the street stalls, flashed, and hid behind the stables on the side of the street.

Turning over the hay behind the stable, he casually threw the sleeping woman in, took out a bottle of the drug that had been on his body when he went out, poured it down in one go, and used the forage to completely cover the woman, leaving a hole for breathing, Tang Jin turned around and walked out.

While walking, Tang Jin gently pulled the inside of his coat, the white fox skin on the outside fell off by itself, lifted the black liner and slanted it to his shoulders, untied the hair crown on his head, and the long hair tied to the top of his head fell out on his own, which suddenly added a bit of the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes to Tang Jin, and with this outfit, he looked like a ranger who roamed the rivers and lakes.

Although it seems to be a little incompatible with the street scene, Wangshu City is close to the north, and there are many bold winds in the north, and rangers and the like are not uncommon, so they are not abrupt.

Walking down the street again, Tang Jin instinctively glanced at the location of the other killers. One of the scholar-like men looked at Tang Jin suddenly, their eyes met, the other party smiled, and Tang Jin was suddenly startled.

This man recognized him! Although it was a little unexpected, Tang Jin didn't panic, his eyes were cold, as calm as stagnant water, his eyebrows were lowered, and he walked forward silently.

The scholar was obviously not a mediocre talent, he didn't make a noise, he still maintained his previous appearance, but his footsteps shifted and accelerated a little, and the target was the oncoming Tang Jin.

Thirty meters

The scholar's eyes swept away, there was no one behind Tang Jin, only a small embroidery stall, his heart was happy, his right hand was wiped on his waist, several silver needles the size of toothpicks were pinched in his hands, and his wrists shot out.

Sou!

The sound of breaking the air sounded in his ears, Tang Jin's figure did not move, his head was slightly deviated, and there was no wave in his eyes. The silver needle staggered, one shot into the hand of the embroidery stall owner, and the rest were pierced into the embroidery. The boss only felt a pain in his right hand, and then he felt his breath stagnate, and he fell to the ground with his head up, obviously the silver needle was highly poisonous. However, Tang Jin didn't care about this.

Twenty-five meters

Tang Jin retracted his right hand, took out a steel ball again, threw it away, and let it roll forward, while his figure disappeared in the crowd again. The scholar was suddenly startled, and instinctively began to look for Tang Jin's figure, but where was Tang Jin's figure in sight.

Ten meters

Tang Jin's ghostly figure appeared, and his cold eyes pierced the other party's heart.

The scholar was suddenly startled, a drop of cold sweat slipped down his forehead, he couldn't care about it, several silver needles were fired together, completely ignoring the fact that it would hurt others, it was really too much pressure Tang Jin brought to him, like a fierce beast that chooses people to eat.

In the face of the crazy attack of the silver needle, Tang Jin did not panic at all, there was no wave in his eyes, and there was no expression on his face, as if the poisonous needle was not coming at him. Turning sideways, tilting his head, and lowering his body to let the poisonous needles pass by, or pierce the ground, or pierce pedestrians, Tang Jin didn't care about the innocent people behind him, and let the people who were poisoned fall to the ground and die one by one.

For a while, several teenagers and girls in brocade clothes fell to the ground and died, and the bustling pedestrians were also stagnant, a little sensitive and faintly aware, and their faces couldn't help but swell with a touch of panic, and they immediately turned around and left, but most of them were in good habits of watching the excitement, and they were forced into a group.

One meter!

Through the crowd of people, Tang Jin's figure suddenly lowered, and at the same time, he kicked the steel ball that rolled in front of him, kicked it to the scholar's feet, and at the same time slapped the scholar's shoulder.

The scholar was startled, he didn't expect Tang Jin to suddenly appear in front of him, in a panic, his right hand instinctively touched the dagger in his sleeve, and suddenly his feet slipped, and his body involuntarily leaned forward. Tang Jin, who came with a low body, leaned out with his right hand like a spiritual snake, pulled out the opponent's dagger, lifted his body, and used the other party's curled up body because of leaning forward to cover it, and the dagger slashed on the opponent's neck mercilessly.

Without waiting for the blood to spurt out, Tang Jin put the dagger into his sleeve with his right hand, rolled up his sleeves, turned his body, covered the other party's neck with his right hand, and the whole person was attached to the other party's side, at first glance, it looked like two long-time friends walking shoulder to shoulder on the street, and the dark red sleeves perfectly covered the overflowing blood.

The scholar only had time to let out a few whimperes before he was completely killed. Let Tang Jin drag him to the side alley, casually throw it on top of a pile of foul-smelling sludge, and then turn to leave.

In an instant, the two of them were put together, and Tang Jin's eyes were still as calm as stagnant water, without any waves, as if he had just done something to be taken for granted.

(To be continued)