Five Hundred and Seven Late Night Killing

"In that case, that's good! I am willing to make a modest contribution to the prosperity of the Han Dynasty. ”

The head of the He family, who turned around at this time, turned his back to the light, and his face sank into the darkness, making it impossible to see his joy and anger at the moment, plus his tone had always been very calm and respectful, which made it even more elusive.

"Well, then you go and let someone vacate two rooms, and explore the situation by the way."

When he said this, Wang Yue paused and said, "After all, when the time comes, we still need to go all out to deal with the chase from Dong Zhuo's traitorous party, so you have to be responsible for this matter." ”

"No!" The head of the He family nodded and bowed, and respectfully sent Gao Zhi and the others away.

Looking at the backs of the two, he looked at the ground for a moment.

It wasn't until the figures of Gaozhi and Wang Yue had turned the corner and could no longer be seen that they retracted their gaze and turned around and walked towards the corridor outside the hall.

There, there is also a "negotiation" waiting for him!

...

"What? So... Let me ask you? The words of this letter... But is it really a promise? The head of the He family changed his opinion of Gao Zhi and Wang Yue before him, and questioned the other person in the wing.

"Hmph, or else you think how important those substances are, to my lord, they are just a drizzle! Moreover, my lord can also crown you with an official knight! ”

A shrill voice rang out.

"What ?!!"

Greed flashed in He Jun's eyes.

"How big is it?"

"Those who capture Cao Cao alive and one of them will be sealed as the Marquis of Guannei!"

"In that case..."

The head of the He family was still shaken in the end, his expression was solemn, and there was a coldness and surprise in his eyes.

However, the suspicion in his eyes became firm at the thought of that great man, and he had already made a choice, then, since it was the order implied by the great man, his family would do its best.

He is naturally no stranger to a defective blow.

If the court is strong, they will naturally keep to themselves, but at this time, the Han Dynasty has long lost its prestige, like a tiger that is about to die of illness, anyone dares to come over and provoke.

There is no turning back from the bow, and things have reached this point, no matter what, it is impossible to retreat.

In this case, it is better not to do it endlessly, clean and neat is the best policy, as long as Gao Zhi and them are captured or killed, there will be people behind them to deal with the aftermath.

The world belongs only to the strongest, and the others are only slaves to the strongest or the strongest group, and they are all slaves, but slaves who are deregulated.

All institutional changes cannot be changed, from the mythological era to the Xia and Shang to the Spring and Autumn Period, and then to the Qin and Han dynasties, all of this has not changed, the world belongs to the strongest, which is the greatest fairness and the greatest unfairness.

Thinking of this, He Jun's face was gloomy as water, and he sneered and said, "It seems that you two unlucky ghosts can be regarded as... I'm going to kill myself, Hugh Mo wants to blame me, I'm also forced to be helpless, you have a good way on the Huangquan Road, every year, I will not forget to burn a pillar of incense for you! ”

The eyes of the head of the He family were full of firmness, and there was a hint of cunning in the firmness, and then, it turned into infinite greed!

....

Night.

In the bedroom, everything here looks clean and tidy, elegant and luxurious, and on top of a gorgeous big chuang, a young man with a bit of spirit lies on it.

Suddenly, there was a slight "click! The sound sounded, and it was faint even in the quiet bedroom.

Then, a window was gently opened, and then, a dark shadow flashed in.

The speed of the black shadow is extremely fast, like a sharp arrow, and it goes straight to the big chuang in the bedroom, and the black shadow is obviously extremely familiar with the layout of the bedroom, as if he knows it well.

A white cold light appeared from the hand of the black shadow, and the cold light stabbed ******* the throat of the sleeping young man.

At this moment, the young man who ******* suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a cold light coming straight to his throat, and the young man's eyes suddenly contracted, and his eyes also flashed with cold and coldness.

Gao Zhi never imagined that when he came to his senses, he would be greeted by an extremely sharp dagger.

The dagger stabbed straight at him, and the biting cold light made his heart pound.

A pair of cold eyes, and did not see the fear of death.

Even this killer who was going to assassinate Gao Zhi couldn't help but condense slightly when he saw Gao Zhi's cold and fearless eyes.

However, this person also seems to be a professional killer, and his temporary reaction is also very fast, and he instantly senses that Gao Zhi's speed is too fast, and he has no chance to take out the short dagger, and at the same time, the hand that was originally raised to his chest suddenly clenched into a fist, and punched Gao Zhi's head.

Well...?

Master!

At this moment, the alarm bell in the Assassin's heart rang out.

Damn it!

With the other party's alertness, this ability to adapt to changes, it is definitely not an ordinary simple master.

Gao Zhi's movements were more agile, his body suddenly buried lower, and he rushed under the punch.

He began to turn as he scurried forward, and in an instant he turned half of his back against the man, and with a lightning crush of his hands, he pressed the assassin's right arm against his shoulder.

He pressed hard under his feet, his shoulders went up, and the force of his hands pressing down was even more ferocious.

With a click, the assassin's right arm bent into an eerie arc.

The man let out a scream, and his left hand was already touching his waist, where there was a spare poison blade.

But before his hand could touch the hilt of the knife, Gao Zhi's body had already bowed again, and as soon as he stepped back, the whole person slipped to the right rear of the assassin.

But the man's broken right arm was still firmly locked in his hands by Gao Zhi, and he pulled and twisted it hard.

This time, the man screamed frantically, and his hand froze when he touched the knife.

The severed arm was pulled and twisted by a huge force, and this kind of pain was simply not something that a normal person could endure, and neither could he.

Gao Zhi didn't react at all, there was only a calmness in his eyes, and he didn't stop because of the other party's miserable howl, but rushed forward violently, pressing the person to the ground.

The man's twisted right arm was squeezed and hit again, and the pain came again, but he couldn't even scream, and his body was twitching slightly.

At this time, Gao Zhi once again exerted his extraordinary agility, wrapped his hands around the man's neck, twisted and pressed hard.

With a click, the body beneath him suddenly lost its ability to resist.

Then, Gao Zhi quickly glanced back and forth, but no one came.

A man who stumbled and was panting on the ground lifted the other person up with overwhelming strength and agility, slammed it into the wall, and punched him hard at the Adam's apple.

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