Zhang Jingtao sneered, this is another warning, right?

Zhao Min actually knew about Mao Runxue, which showed that he was well-informed.

Of course, this is not uncommon, because of the housekeeping affairs, the people in the Mao Mansion must know that he is the master of the Mao family.

In this way, as long as Zhao Min intervenes in Mao's mansion, then he will know the news.

However, this is completely Zhang Jingtao's private matter, although Mao Runxue is not a prostitute, it is not insignificant, but there are many such small marriages of aristocratic families, and they are usually not too important, so why bother to report it?

What's more, Zhao Min must be able to see that this is to deal with Pingyuanjun, right?

For this reason, Zhang Jingtao only returned the salute with a little pleasure and said, "Thank you princess for your concern." ”

I just didn't hear that the princess of this generation was well-informed.

Le Ying also raised her glass: "Congratulations, this result is really as my king expected, Mrs. Ben is not in a hurry to return to her life." ”

"Yes, yes." Zhang Jingtao only felt his heart beating.

Why doesn't this King Zhao care about this Le Ying? It's also too scary.

Zhao Min looked at Le Ying's expression, and then looked at Zhang Jingtao's expression, and then the corners of his mouth showed a slight hook.

Zhang Jingtao sweated, laughed dryly, and after having a drink with the two noble ladies, he hurriedly used the escape technique, and under the pretext that Luo Baoer wanted to go back to the table, he hugged Luo Baoer, pulled Chen Jiaqi, and went to the second table on Long Yangzi's side.

After returning Luo Bao'er to Ma Fang'er, he quarreled with them, until Le Ying and Zhao Min also came to this table, stepped on the stool, and fisted with the people of the mission.

Fortunately, if you drink too much, you don't have a mess, you just lose your strength and just want to sleep.

Le Ying and Zhao Min are, the two noble ladies with terrible status both drank a few more glasses of wine, and they both seemed to have some worries, so they each took a group of guards and went back to sleep early.

Zhang Jingtao finally became happy, and talked happily with Chen Jiaqi, Xiao Meiniang, Long Yangzi and others, and talked about helping to establish some weapons and equipment and luxury business, but today he naturally talked about the template model.

That is, standardized extensions.

So, even Ma Fang'er listened to it and just wanted to participate in something, because in this Warring States era, there were a lot of subordinates available, and it was much easier to complete these tasks than in modern society.

Zhang Jingtao did not refuse, but did not discuss the details, and only asked Ma Fanger to participate in the equipment affairs.

Then take Ma Fang'er and go to the Tiemu Clan.

With Ma Fang'er here, she is naturally familiar with the road and walks all the way.

After only three streets, Zhang Jingtao suddenly thought of a small question.

There seem to be a lot of people who hate themselves, and Yang Wumei said during the day that she would let herself go to the Tiemu Clan, and she would invite guests in the mission, which should also be expected by others, so maybe someone will be unfavorable to her at this moment.

You won't encounter assassins, will you? Zhang Jingtao cautiously walked along the shadows under the street shop signs, very cautious.

Always be aware that there are no ambushes in the backstreets.

With the silence of the night and his amazing ear, he dared to make sure that it was safe between the two streets behind and on the side, otherwise, he would pull Ma Fang'er to retreat immediately and run back to the mission.

After passing a few more streets, Zhang Jingtao was amazed.

Is it really coming?

In front of the alley of the Temu Mansion, a majestic sword-wielding assassin stopped in front of him.

Hurriedly let Ma Fang'er run back with Luo Bao'er, and stop in front of him, because he was sure that there was no danger in the back.

Look at this assassin again.

The figure is particularly burly, far better than Zhang Jingtao, vaguely a ring-eyed thief, but in the dark night, he wears a big white robe, and masks his face with a white cloth, like a bright lamp, lit in front of the confused Zhang Jingtao.

"Zhang Zheng is dying!" As soon as he saw Zhang Jingtao, the white-clothed assassin held the ghost-headed machete high, like a torrent of mountains, rolling and rushing, not only using a sonic attack, but also shaking the voice irregularly, and even holding the knife and using the stunt of turning bones into palms, his hands trembled like chicken feet.

Zhang Jingtao was shocked, afraid that he would not have a chance to speak in the future, so he hurriedly admired and praised: "Hero, what momentum!" ”

"Really? …… Yes! Zhang Zheng, suffered. The hero paused, then rushed again, and his momentum became even more powerful.

The left foot is running, and it can still be launched in an instant, stepping on the right foot, it seems that he intends to use a trick of Gu Wudang's Tiyun Kung Fu to attack!

Sure enough, it's a light effort!

When the white-clothed assassin approached Zhang Jingtao's last few meters, he actually used a big killing move that he had never seen before! Snap, like a piece of flatbread, soaring against the bluestone ground!

Zhang Jingtao was fully guarded, drew his sword and leaped backwards to prevent the assassin's next three attacks.

Unexpectedly, the white-clothed assassin slipped two meters in front of him, and he didn't move on the ground, which was even more weird!

Looking closely, the white-clothed assassin held back a breath of dantian, his belly bulged, and the two white eyes rolled white, and his expression was very vicious!

Could it be that there is really a toad skill of the Fire Cloud Evil God in this world?

Frightened, Zhang Jingtao once again used a move to return to the horse, jumped back again, and exerted an unprecedented level of light skill.

It's just that why hasn't the toad on the ground moved for a minute?

Zhang Jingtao took a few steps forward and carefully picked off the white cloth on the toad's face with his sword.

Well, it's just a bearded and big cake face, all with a blue nose and swollen face, but I can't recognize who it is, and I'm still stuffy in my breath, and I can't move.

Zhang Jingtao immediately had an epiphany.

It seems that anyone who is masked in white at night is either so high in martial arts that he despises everything, or his dishes are at a miserable level, and the masters who can despise everything probably don't need to be masked.

"How can I be so timid!" The big cake face finally regained his breath, and he cried out and pounded the ground with one hand, regardless of life and death.

"Who told you to come?" Zhang Jingtao slapped the face of the pie with the spine of the sword.

"Haruhei-kun." After the ring-eyed thief finished speaking, he seemed to find that he had missed his mouth and trembled even more.

"I was born to be useful, it seems that your lord originally wanted you to be captured, but he didn't want you to tell him, right, who did you want you to impersonate?" Zhang Jingtao asked with a sneer.

"Pingyuan-kun, the captain spares his life!" The ring-eyed thief wept bitterly.

Plains-kun?

Zhang Jingtao's heart sank, this strategy is not poisonous, it can make the Tiemu clan completely break with the Plains Clan, then the Plains Monarch will definitely take action against the Ironwood Clan.

Sure enough, how meaningful is it to kill only oneself, a small soldier?

"Name?" Zhang Jingtao asked again.

"Zhou Cang." Ring-eyed thief.

Zhang Jingtao straightened up, stepped on the back of the left hand of the flatbread and stepped on the backs of the left hand of the flatbread, but in the screams of the flatbread, the Zen has been on the neck of the flatbread.

His stampede was actually not heavy, but Zhou Cang called out because of fear in his heart, just afraid that he would use too much force and his left hand would be wasted.

Zhang Jingtao greeted Ma Fanger at this time.

Waiting for Ma Fang'er to walk over, Zhang Jingtao stepped on the back of the flatbread and walked over, completely ignoring the goods.