As soon as Chen Shaoyu's carriage left the Desheng Building, a muffled thunder suddenly exploded in the dark night sky, and then the raindrops of beans began to pour down. The wind was howling and blowing head-on, and the groom who was driving immediately became a chicken in the soup, and his whole body was wet.

The galloping carriage immediately slowed down, and the rain and fierce winds obstructed the coachman's vision. A dim light suddenly appeared in front of him, and the driver looked closely and saw that several people wearing hats were blocking the middle of the road.

It was still windy and rainy in the middle of the night, and they were still on this empty street, and these people were obviously not passers-by.

The carriage finally slowly stopped ten meters away from the roadblockers, confronting the roadblockers. The carriage had just stopped, and before the coachman could report to Chen Shaoyu in the carriage. On the way behind the carriage, dozens of men who were also wearing hats rushed out.

At the same time, a large group of men wearing hats rushed out in front. At this point, the whole carriage has been surrounded by these men wearing hats, and it is difficult to fly.

The driver immediately realized that something was wrong and opened his mouth to shout. But at this moment, a cold light like lightning pierced the night and pierced the coachman's throat.

The coachman couldn't react at all, shouted loudly, but in the end only made a slight heaval sound, and then his head hung down, and he died on the spot. In front of the dead coachman, there was a man in black who was soaked all over his body at this moment, and the lightning-like cold light just now was emitted by the long knife in his hand.

The man in black watched coldly as the coachman died in front of him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing an evil smile. The long knife in his hand shook slightly, and the long knife that had pierced the coachman's throat easily cut off the entire head. The long knife was not withdrawn, but cut directly at the curtain behind the driver.

Gentle lights suddenly emanated from the carriage, and under the illumination of the lights, it could be seen that the man in black had a frightened scar on his face, which almost occupied half of his face.

The two brothers Chen Shaoyu and Chen Jiahui in the carriage suddenly noticed that the situation was not good, and when the two saw the headless trunk of the coachman, and the murderous man in black in front of them. The two men were immediately shocked, and it was clear that they had been assassinated.

"You...... What do you want? Chen Jiahui couldn't suppress the fear in his heart and shouted loudly, it seemed that only in this way could he make himself calmer.

The scar-faced man coldly glanced at the situation in the carriage and only found the two brothers. His already gloomy face is becoming more and more frightening at the moment.

"Robbery!"

The scar-faced man said coldly, his voice hoarse and low, piercing through the hearts of Chen Shaoyu and Chen Jiahui.

When he went out, he encountered a catastrophe, and he was still on the street in Fucheng, Chen Shaoyu obviously didn't believe what the man in front of him said. But at this moment, he would rather what the man had just said be true, otherwise the two brothers would be absolutely unlucky.

Chen Shaoyu didn't dare to slack off, and immediately took out all the money on his body and threw it in front of the scar-faced man, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "All the money on our bodies is here, take it." ”

The scar-faced man showed his white teeth, glanced at the money at his feet with disdain, and snorted coldly: "It's called Huazi, this bit of wealth is like sending Lao Tzu." ”

The scar-faced man shook his hand suddenly, and the long knife quickly hit Chen Shaoyu's throat, only to hear him sneer: "Seeing that you are not a master without money, give you a chance to live, now take out a thousand taels of gold, and Lao Tzu will spare your life." ”

Chen Shaoyu was pressed against the cold blade to his throat, and his heart suddenly chilled. And after the scar-faced man's body moved slightly. His eyes could already see outside, and he saw that the street was full of men in black wearing hats. These people were all dressed exactly the same, and it was clear that they had come prepared.

Chen Shaoyu suppressed the fear in his heart and said in a calm tone as calmly as possible: "Who are you?" Whoever wants you to come and embarrass us, and give you as much benefit as you want, we will give you double. ”

If these people just take people's money to do things, Chen Shaoyu has nothing to worry about. He was afraid that these people had ulterior motives, so it was very likely that the two brothers would have to give their lives here tonight.

It's been less than a day since I came to Fucheng, and there are still a lot of good times waiting for me in the future. He didn't want to throw his life here in a mess.

The long knife was slightly advanced into the throat, and the sharp edge immediately pierced the skin, and a touch of blush immediately appeared. The scar-faced man snorted coldly: "So much nonsense, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will end your life now." ”

Chen Shaoyu was anxious, now he was really scared, and immediately begged for mercy: "Good man, if you have something to say, you want money, there are some." Give us a little time and let my brother go back and get it now. We simply don't have that much money on us at the moment. ”

The scar-faced man frowned, and wanted to continue to threaten Chen Shaoyu, but at this time, a figure leaned into his ear and muttered for a while. The scar-faced man frowned suddenly, and said in a cruel voice: "Today, Lao Tzu let you go, remember, tomorrow morning, I will send three thousand taels of gold to the gate of Dongcheng." If you dare not deliver it on time, Lao Tzu can take your life at any time. ”

After speaking, the scar-faced man didn't wait for Chen Shaoyu to reply, and the long knife in his hand swept over. The knife light directly shook the arm of Chen Jiahui, who was frightened and bloodless. The moment the blood light appeared, the figure of the scar-faced man had disappeared from the carriage.

Chen Shaoyu and Chen Jiahui only felt a tingling pain in their arms, and then two long scars appeared on their arms, bleeding profusely.

There was a noise outside, Chen Shaoyu followed the prestige, only to see a large number of officers and soldiers coming, and then Cheng Zuo's figure rushed into the carriage.

"Chen Gongzi, are you all right?" Cheng Zuo saw the bleeding arms of the two, and without saying a word, he tore off his clothes and bandaged the two of them first to stop the bleeding.

"General Cheng......" Chen Shaoyu reacted in shock at this moment.

"Chen Gongzi, let's go back to the yamen first." Cheng Zuo responded, and then turned around and sat in the position of driving the carriage, directly urging the horse forward.

The assassination of the young master of the Chen family was not an ordinary trivial matter, and the entire mansion was busy that night. Yan Zhenghai was even more anxious.

Mao Jingwen also hurried back after Chen Shaoyu and the others returned to the mansion, and was relieved to learn that the two brothers were fine. But this matter must not be left to rest like this, Mao Jingwen strictly ordered Yan Zhenghai to immediately find out who the assassin was?

Yan Zhenghai's ability was limited, so he had to consult with Cheng Zuo, hoping that he would take the secret guard to investigate the matter and give an explanation to the Chen family and the emperor.