He was stunned for a moment, feeling that somewhere in his heart was collapsing softly, and it took a while to recover the smiling face that some people like and some people hate, "Chu Guoyi, it's been three years, right?" There was a warm smile in his pale golden eyes. Well. An Le looked into his eyes, and only felt that there were a thousand words, but at this time, there was no need to say a word. What are you doing? The noodles here are good, come and eat a bowl. As I said, we will see each other again. Jiugong said with a smile, reaching out and patting the empty seat of his body. A deep scar on the back of his hand stung An Le's eyes. An Le sat on the li, lowered his head, listened to Jiugong shouting loudly for Xiao Er to come to the bowl of noodles again, stretched out his hand and scratched a few casually on the table, like a girl who had something on her mind and drew circles on the table. Do you also have a task? That's the code word of the main parish. Yes, urgently. You too? Half of Jiugong's hand was under his sleeve, and his fingers moved silently on the table. Working together again? At this point in the conversation, An Le heard a noise behind him.

"Boss, come to half a catty of wine! Be strong enough! Don't fool yourself with water! I've traveled so much, but I'm dying of thirst! "Two men came in with the curtain lifted, one young and the other old. The young man's eyes were small, but nimble and sharp, and the moment he entered, he quickly swept everything in the room, like a hunting eagle. A man and a woman? Could it be that there are other people of their own in this operation? Li Er muttered secretly in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change, and he sat in the corner of the house with Li Da, and continued to scold and complain about the hard work on the road. Lida still smoked his hookah, his eyes smiling and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the door curtain, if all the people in the house were his own people, then this operation was really a big deal, I don't know what the old men had to think. Li Da is the old man of the main hall, and if it was a peaceful era, a killer of his age should have retired as a teacher. But he can't now, there are too many top killers in the imperial capital, and the hall is very short of manpower. In his memory, it was rare for Hondo to dispatch four people at the same time, and it seemed that the lazy young man had sharp and terrifying eyes, it was a "knife", and he and Riji always played the role of "knife", what kind of character needed three excellent "knives" to cooperate.

A slender white hand suddenly came in through the greasy curtain, white as jade, and then walked into the wine shop with the sun outside was a young woman in a gray robe, her face hidden under the gray hood, her body wrapped in a wide cloth robe, but she could still faintly see the beautiful curves. Jiugong watched with interest as Su Yi took off her hood, her golden hair falling down, and her amber eyes were full of seduction. And a fifth person! Li Da thought that this task would only exceed his expectations more and more. The person who came this time was really interesting, such a superb woman, shouldn't she be upside down in bed? To be sent to such a dangerous place? Jiugong chuckled in his heart, the old men of this hall are really willing! "Ah, isn't this Miss Su?" Li Er's surprised voice sounded in the corner of the house, the expression on Su Yi's face froze for a moment, and he turned his head to see that the coachman he hired when he entered the city was also sitting in this wine shop.

Is...... A mixed mission...... Su Yi sighed in her heart, and instantly regained her natural expression, "Hehe, you two, it's really fate." She smiled like a flower, walked across from Riji, lifted the hem of her robe, and sat down. She leaned down slightly to look at Riji, her low-hanging robe revealing a smooth and jade-like complexion. "Miss Su's golden body will also come to this kind of place to eat noodles?" Lida knocked the cigarette stick on the table and asked with a smile. "I guess it's the same purpose as the old gentleman." What will the location be? "This time it was Zhu Thorn who spoke, and his voice was low and unemotional." Eight people are in front, eight people are behind, and in the middle are the two parallel carriages of him and Zhu Wugongzi. "Who is the best of the sixteen retinues?" Zhu Thorn's eyes glowed, sharp as a knife. "Yuan Che, a swordsman from the rest of the country, one of Su Mingyu's deputies, but he will be your first target, and no one can dodge your first blow. Then you need to feint Su Mingyu and retreat to divert the remaining seven people in front. Zhu Thorn nodded with satisfaction, "No problem, what about the eight people in the back?" ”

"Li Da will drive a big car to cut off the team," Jing Liuli turned to look at Li Da, who nodded, "The car will be filled with the finest fire oil made by Lei Yan Shan Heluo, and the fire after it is lit is amazing, and it will not be possible to break through without a quarter of an hour." "What's his weapon?" Su Xiaochuan asked. "He always carries a Jin State arc knife with him, which is a famous blade called 'Yueli', but it is rarely used." Jing Liuli pondered for a moment, "Among our people, only the white-haired ghost saw him use a knife, and it was when he assassinated Da Hongluqing Xie Yuyan. Su Ming killed a good hand of the Zhu family, codenamed 'Tabby Butterfly'. "I know the tabby butterfly...... Her real name is Zhu Die, if Su Mingyu killed her one-on-one, then his sword skills are extremely exquisite. An Le said. This is not a problem, Su Mingyu will not have a chance to draw a knife. Jing Liuli said. Does he wear armor? Su Xiaochuan asked. No one had ever seen him wear armor, he was used to wearing a light robe, and he was so thin that it was clear if there was any armor under the robe. ”

"How much time can you give me to shoot?" Su Xiaochuan's amber eyes looked at Jing Liuli. "No more than twelve instantaneous brakes, if you haven't succeeded in the past twelve instantaneous brakes, you have to withdraw immediately, and after twelve instantaneous brakes, the rest of the guards will surround you." "Seven moments is enough, and I was less than fourteen feet away from him at the moment of my move." Su Xiaochuan looked at his slender hands. "Thirteen feet six inches, at most, I calculated." "How will I retreat when I succeed?" "The Nine Palaces will rush into the convoy from the end of the street when Zhu Thorn leads away the guards. From the end of the street to the center of the street, it is a total of 396 steps. When the Nine Palaces drove the horse to you, it should be between the tenth and eleventh instantaneous brakes. Whether you succeed or not, you must retreat with him. Jing Liuli glanced at Jiugong, who nodded quietly, "Otherwise, I will mend the knife to you as a watchman." "You're not going to have that chance." Su Yi said casually, the five fingers of her right hand rotated, like a blooming flower.

"Any questions?" "Nope." "Then from now on......" "Su Ming is dead." Jing Liuli smiled and poured the lamp oil on the table, a spark fell, and a fire suddenly rose in the originally dim room. After a crackling sound, a strange wind blew, and the fire was suddenly extinguished, and the whole liquor store was plunged into darkness. All of them were gone, except for the remains of the burned-out wooden table, faintly glowing red. A month after Greedy Wolf Su Ming, the imperial capital Tianyuan. In the seventh year of the Great Zhou Holy King, in order to fight against the Tianluo Mountain Hall that infiltrated the Apocalypse and launched a full-scale confrontation with Chenyue, the original armed force within Chenyue, Ti Wei, was expanded to an unprecedented scale with the expansion of Chenyue itself. There were seven guards in total, and the number reached nearly 2,000. Among them, there is a guard whose reputation is the loudest in the streets and alleys of the Apocalypse - the seventh guard of the guard. In order to find a group of rebels, they almost slaughtered the Xi clan in Xuanwei Fang. That night, the blood of the overlapping corpses overflowed the bluestone streets of the Apocalypse, and the entire Xi compound became Senluo Hell. Since then, the name of Qiwei has become a nightmare for many people along with the snake tail chrysanthemum in northern Jin. Ti Wei's seventh captain, Su Mingyu, is now sitting upright in the carriage.

His hair was casually draped down, and he didn't wear a crown on his head. His face is very ordinary, and at first glance it looks like a small person in the market on Apocalypse Street. However, he wore a black light robe, and the neckline of the black robe delicately hooked a snake tail chrysanthemum, the most common in northern Jin, with silver threads, but the flowers had some more hideous thorns, like the teeth of a poisonous snake. With a faint smile on his lips, he held a long black gold yew pipe in his left hand, the smoke swirled in the car, and his eyes were covered by a faint smoke, like a veil. The sun shone in through the rolled up curtains, which made him feel good. Today is his thirty-fifth birthday, and Zhu Wugongzi, one of the five wealthy businessmen of Tianyuan, personally drove to invite him to the mansion. Although Zhu Wugongzi's face showed some disappointment when he insisted on riding the carriage by himself, he didn't care. As one of the hottest people in today's enlightenment, there are not many people Su Mingyu needs to care about. Maybe there are some of them, they hide in the dark like spiders, but they are everywhere. Jiugong was sitting on the second floor of the Ye family building eating noodles. The half bowl of Yangchun noodles in front of him was no longer steaming because it had been left for too long, so he was more and more lazy to move his chopsticks. The sun was already hanging on the east top of the Ye family building, and the sun near noon was a little dazzling, he shrank in, his slender fingers moved slowly on the ivory chopsticks unintentionally, and the scar on the back of his hand showed a corner from the sleeve of his robe, he straightened his sleeves, and continued to look at the street outside the window carelessly. He saw Jing Liuli sitting in the Invitation Moon Building in the middle of the street.

Although the name of Yingyue Tower is elegant, most of the people who go are coolies who work in the street and the owners of small workshops. The once beautiful Invitation Moon Building was opened a few years ago, because it was far away from the official road, and the few chefs invited were vain, so it was abandoned by those high-ranking officials and wealthy people within a few months of opening, and finally ended up in a situation on the verge of closure. Fortunately, the shopkeeper of the Gu family had a lively mind and did not hang himself on a tree, so he turned his head and began to make some cheap home-cooked food to supply Zhouli's increasing coolies and small workshops. The coolies in the workshop were happy to take a few coppers to this place where the façade of the table and stool was good, and a little extravagant. Although the courtyard of the Invitation Moon Building has long been dilapidated due to the lack of people, it is already the best place for those coolies who struggle in dust and sweat all day long. Jing Liuli was dressed as a coolie, with a white towel draped around his neck that had already turned a little yellow, and his open rag robe revealed a broad bronze chest, which was mottled with all kinds of scars. He was drinking in a big bowl, wiping the sweat from his head with that towel from time to time.

Jiugong knew that his left hand was actually tightly clasped with a three-inch long nail, and when Su Mingyu's carriage wheel ran over the forty-seventh blue brick, this three-inch long nail would hit the horse's hip pulling the cart. The main entrance of the Inviting Moon Building still maintains the pride and scale of the first construction, and the wide white jade stone steps have long been dilapidated because they have not been taken care of for a long time, and the two stone unicorns with missing ears at the door are in contrast to each other. The spacious cornices are now a favorite of the beggars on the streets, and in the midday sun, it is the best place to rest. Three meters square, there were six or seven people crowded, and the shopkeeper of the Gu family had bombarded several times at the beginning, but in a blink of an eye, those beggars covered in dirt quickly occupied their own territory. At that time, the Gu family, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, did not have the extra manpower to take care of these ghosts, so they simply ignored it. However, Gu Laosan, who took over later, found that these beggars actually had a lot of money in their pockets, and often asked people to come over to sell some shoddy wine and old food, but they had one more livelihood to make money.

Today, there are still six or seven people crowded in this "blessed land", all covered in dirt and with their hair disheveled, and these beggars who have been wandering and kneeling on the streets for a long time are crowded here to avoid the midday sun. Jiugong still saw Li Er at a glance, his whole person curled up in the corner of the stone qilin, his hair was as greasy and terrifying as pickled salted fish, and his body was a dilapidated burden and porcelain bowl. Jiugong knew that his best-used Mingguo scimitar was hidden in that patched baggage, like a poisonous snake quietly waiting to devour blood. When the cart of the Levy divides the entire convoy, he and the ghostly scimitar will be the nightmare of the guards. Jing Liuli was startled, Zhu Thorn killed Atom Che, Li Da drove to the team, Li Er blocked and killed Ti Wei, Su Xiaochuan sniped Su Mingyu, and Jiugong and An Le responded. The seven of them had practiced this work countless times, and they were already as familiar with the timing and angle of every movement they were going to do as if they were their own palm prints. Every step, every detail, the angle of the sun, the change of the wind, the panic of passers-by, they have all been calculated. The operation was seamless and foolproof.

The only thing they had to wait for now was Su Ming. He will die as soon as he comes. "Zilin flowers, freshly picked purple flowers, three copper cents a bouquet, it's cheap." A crisp voice sounded in the street, and a flower girl dressed in red came in, two white arms were exposed under the half-length sleeves, and the slightly tightened top highlighted her beautiful figure, and two shiny braids swayed with her jump.