"Director! Oh no! Sikong Xi kicked open the wooden door of the hotel and rushed in.

But he suddenly saw the young man sitting opposite Yi Yu in the room, staying where he was, pointing at the young man blankly.

"Director...... Who is he? ”

"What's the hurry! What a system! How does the Governor usually teach you! Yi Yu slapped his palm on the table and glanced at Sikong Xi.

"Director, Director Jiang and Zhao Yi were hung on the street." Gu Jian fiddled with Sikong Xi and put the letter that Yi Yu had originally given him on the table, his eyebrows and eyes holding back his horror.

"I've heard it all...... Sit down and drink saliva first. Yi Yu pushed half a cup of tea on the table, and pinched Yinyuan hanging from his waist with his other hand.

Gu Jian took the tea and didn't rush to drink it, but looked at the young man opposite Yi Yu, revealing a suspicious look, "Are you Wu Cai?" ”

"It's me, Big Brother Gu." Wu Cai nodded shyly, and there were still tears on his face that had just cried.

"Why are you ......" Gu Jian paused, realizing that there was something wrong with his words.

"I know what you want to ask, Big Brother Gu." Wu Cai slowly took out Jiang Xi's most cherished pipe from his waist and presented it to Gu Key's eyes.

"Is this Director Jiang's pipe?" The ancient key was stunned.

"Yes."

"But why are you here? They killed Zhao Yi and Director Jiang, but they only let you go? It's not realistic. Gu Key's expression turned cold, "Could it be that they will deliberately let go of a brat who is extremely unfavorable to them, and give you a small profit to let you know our whereabouts?" ”

"Ancient Key! You calm down first! Let Wu Cai say slowly, I believe he will not be the kind of perfidious villain. Yi Yu stood up and patted Wu Cai's back, "Relax, kid." ”

Director Yi ...... Thank you, in fact, it's no wonder that Big Brother Gu doubted me, even I felt that I was just a waste, and I didn't find out that something was wrong with the director earlier. If I could have found out earlier, I might have been able to stop the director, but you know the director's temper......" Wu Cai wiped the tears from his eyes.

"I asked him to change his temper a long time ago...... After all, it was because of my own heart that I missed a big thing! Yi Yu sighed deeply.

Sikong Xi knew that the current matter had nothing to do with him, so he quietly opened the door and covered it lightly. Maybe he felt that he could still be of some use to help Yi Yu outside.

The coldness outside the door was as silent as when he came. Obviously, a large number of civilians rushed to the downtown to see the excitement. Because this long-lost hanging head display is too unusual, driven by curiosity, many children even forget about their fears.

The slight cold wrapped in a little spring blew over, and Sikong Xi shivered fiercely and tightened his placket.

"Little guest officer, how can you be free today?"

Sikong Xi was frightened, quickly turned his head, and the next moment he would pull out his battle knife. But under the sight, it was just a hunchbacked old man.

"Who are you?" He asked subconsciously.

"It's okay not to know me. After all, you've never seen me, little guest officer. The old man stroked his long hair, and a smile appeared between his eyebrows.

"Are you the innkeeper here?" Sikong Xi was confused.

"It's half a lot...... After all, the shopkeeper here is my son, and I often come to help him with his work. He did not run the inn well, and he did not pay taxes in baht, so his subordinates took most of his land deeds. Later, the guard found out that my daughter-in-law was quite attractive, and he took him and became his concubine. ”

The old man pulled out a rotten cigarette stick from his waist, and he took a pinch of tobacco from the cigarette pouch he carried with him and stuffed it into the smoking pot. Sikong Xi saw it in his eyes, obviously an old smoking gun who smoked all year round, but how could a little tobacco stuffed in the smoke pot be enough to alleviate his addiction.

"Uncle, how can this tobacco be enough......" Sikong Xi looked at the old man in front of him, and laboriously lit the smoke pot with a firearm, but he couldn't light it after trying several times, and his heart actually twitched.

"Hehe......" The old man chuckled twice, and the smoking pot in his hand was finally lit, and he hurriedly put it in his mouth and inhaled it violently, and slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbidity, "There are no baht taels......

……

Outside the deep corridor, there were hundreds of soldiers dressed in black clouds, and after a long look in the corridor, only four people were silent, wrapped in the big hall.

"That's all there is to explain, Director Yan, the little one retired first." The black soldier who couldn't see his face clearly bowed down deeply, then stood up and had the intention of leaving, "I hope you can move faster, you are a person who doesn't like to wait for a long time, you know." ”

"Of course I do." Yan Yitu smiled silently, "It's just that you, as the messenger of the capital, followed my trails, but you are a little anti-guest." ”

"The forces of the capital are completely hollowed out by the Martial King, if I follow you to escape in a hurry, I am afraid that the completion of the layout will take even longer." The visitor frowned.

"Young man, you are my subordinate......" Yan Yitu stepped forward and patted the person on the shoulder, "The military merits obtained by opportunism can make you promoted to director, it's rare, right?" ”

"Director Yan, your behavior is a little out of line." The man withdrew his shoulders and clenched the hilt of his knife in his palm.

"I don't like people asking me or even ordering me." Yan Yitu waved his hand backwards, and the sturdy black man disappeared into the darkness in response, and walked towards the end of the corridor, followed by several wolf Gu soldiers.

The person who came saw Yan Yitu's small move, and the sword in his hand was already more than half unsheathed. He knew what he was doing, Yan Yitu was blocking the cloister. But he couldn't believe it, because there were hundreds of wolf soldiers in front of the cloister for his own use. And Yan Yitu is a smart person, he never does things that are not beneficial to himself.

"The order of the capital...... Do you dare not listen? The person who came took a deep look at Yan Yitu, and all the war knives in his hands were unsheathed.

But in the next moment, he realized that his assumption was completely wrong. A cold light slashed his hard throat very quickly. Another sharp blade stabbed into his chest, and hot blood poured out, provoking a spasm in his body. He tried to scream, but the rupture of his neck veins deprived him of any chance to utter anything, and the massive bleeding made him nearly faint.

He saw the blade clearly, and the vicious design of the blood groove made his blood easier to drain and made him die faster.

"Of course...... I only do what is good for me. Don't you know best in your heart? Yan Yitu smiled gloomily, and with his other hand he held the corpse of the person who came to dump.

In the deep corridor, you can only hear the cold wind outside the corridor. Hundreds of wolf soldiers standing around the corridor were originally the messenger's subordinates, but when Yan Yitu executed the messenger, they really revealed their original colors.

Yan Yitu shook off the messenger's corpse, and slipped out between the corpse's sleeves, and what fell to the ground was a heavy war knife. Before Yan Yitu could reveal his dangerous aura, the messenger suddenly pulled out his battle knife, and he was able to cut off Yan Yitu's head in an instant. It's just that he hesitated, and in this short moment, he lost all opportunities to fight back.

"It turns out that he has already prepared a back hand," Yan Yitu bent down to pick up the heavy sword and observed it carefully, "It's a pity that there is still a woman's kindness, and he only deserves to be executed." ”

"Why kill him, do you think the wolf lord really won't find out? He has been fighting openly and secretly with others all his life, how can this trick fool his eyes? Beitang Sheng frowned and asked in a low voice.

"Boy, send someone to throw this dead meat where no one is." Yan Yitu ignored Beitang Sheng's words, and finally kicked the corpse on the ground and walked towards the entrance of the cloister.

"Director Yan!" Beitang Sheng yelled, clenched his fists, and the fracture zone at his right thumb was forced, and blood flowed out of the wound that had just formed a scab. He jerked out of his strength, remembering his right thumb that had been severed for allegiance, and the pain of thousands of arrows floated upward.

He had learned the old wolf's quick and slashing style, so he also knew how vicious the old wolf's heart was. Yan Yitu alone is confident, I'm afraid he can't suppress Ning Ye.

"Beitang Sheng, do you remember what I told you in Martial Service City?" Yan Yitu turned his head and approached the corpse. The big sleeves that twisted under the shoulders were slowly smoothed by him. The rudiments of a war knife gradually emerged from underneath, and then a wide-backed war knife emerged from the sleeve and lay across the broken neck of the corpse.

"It's too long...... It seems to have been forgotten a little. "Beitang Sheng is rarely a little embarrassed.

"Really?" Yan Yitu smiled, and the war knife in his hand ran like the wind, cutting into the deepest part of the corpse's neck.

As the sword sliced through the bones, the sound of shattering came out. After a short moment, Yan Yitu cut off a rag on the corpse and wiped the blade carefully.

A long time had passed, the sky had gradually faded, and the candles in the cloisters had been lit leisurely.

"That's heavy or ......" Beitang Sheng couldn't bear it anymore and asked at the exit.

"What's important......" Yan Yitu stopped his voice and put the knife into the sheath. The other hand grabbed the corpse's head and pulled it up in a bun.

"But that's not the problem now," Beitang Sheng glanced at the dried and bloodied head, with some inexplicable fear, "You killed the old wolf's messenger, and the old wolf will soon know." Our plans may be revealed sooner rather than later! ”

"Did you say him?" Yan Yitu lifted the head, and there was candlelight in his dark brown eyes, "It's just a dead person." ”

"A long time ago, when I was in Martial Arts City, I thought you were just a skinny monkey who spent all his thoughts on women. Ignorant and obscene. ”

"Really? It turns out that a long time ago, I was so unbearable. Yan Yitu smiled silently, but his eyes didn't look at Beitang Sheng from beginning to end.

"More." Beitang Sheng's voice grew lower and lower, and finally came down to the cold wind outside the cloister.