When Han Zhaozhi came out of the provincial yamen, it was already completely dark, playing mahjong was not really just playing mahjong, such four people sat together and casually discussed something, which was enough to make the entire Pingyue Road shake up and down.

When he went out, the carriage was still waiting on the side of the road, and standing next to the carriage was his subordinate Qianban Yue Invincible, this name was a little ridiculous no matter how it sounded, but Yue Invincible was definitely not a ridiculous person.

In fact, the most unsmiling of the eight thousand offices in the entire Tingwei Mansion was Yue Wuving, so this stereotypical and peaceful person seemed unsociable, and several other thousand offices didn't like to communicate with him very much, because this was a person who didn't even joke, not only didn't joke, he couldn't even tell what was a joke and what was serious most of the time, in his opinion, everything should be taken seriously, so it seemed boring.

"Your Excellency."

Seeing Han Zhaozhi come out, Yue Wushu immediately lowered his head and shouted, Han Zhaozhi nodded slightly and boarded the carriage, Yue Wushu immediately sat in front of the carriage and shook the whip.

The carriage slowly started forward, this is not the black carriage in the Tingwei Mansion that makes people chill from the bones, so passers-by will naturally not avoid it from a distance, it is rainy in Pingyue Road in southern Xinjiang, and when Han Zhaozhi entered the Yamen of the Daoist Mansion, the sky was still clear and it was already drenched in light rain when he went out, and the rainwater accumulated on the stone road was comfortable What made people feel that even the rain that fell to the ground seemed so clean, and there would be no mud if the shoes were wet when walking on such a path.

A few people with umbrellas walked by quickly, as if annoyed by the sudden light rain.

Han Zhaozhi did not live in the official post, but lived in a large empty courtyard about three or four miles away from the Yamen of the Taoist government, this courtyard was originally the residence of a national prince in South Vietnam, this national prince was also one of the few people who dared to resist when the Daning soldiers besieged Shi'en City, he first ran to the forbidden army camp to call on the team to protect the emperor with him to fight out of the siege, there was no war in the southern Xinjiang of the Yue country, at least hundreds of thousands of Vietnamese troops guarded the southern Xinjiang as long as the emperor Yang Yu fled to the southern Xinjiang, there was still a glimmer of hope.

But there was not a single man of the 28,000 men in the camp of the forbidden army who wanted to follow him.

When those powerful ministers opened the city gate to welcome Shi Yuanxiong's army into the city, he took these people like cattle and sheep to pounce on the tiger and wolf, without the slightest accident, more than 100 people were killed by all the random arrows and even failed to get close to Shi Yuanxiong, Shi Yuanxiong's subordinates were going to his house to arrest people and ask for guilt, but he stopped the impulse of his subordinates, dismounted and went over to personally pick up the body of the Duke of Nanyue and order a thick burial.

Now the family members of this prince have already returned to their hometown in the countryside of Nanyang, and their lives are said to be quite good. It's just that there is no man in the family who can hold it up, and I am afraid that it will be hard and I don't want to say it in my heart.

When Han Zhaozhi first arrived, Ye Kaitai arranged a residence for him, but he named him to live here, and Ye Kaitai had no choice but to let him.

If you look closely, the picture of the water droplets being carried into the air when the wheels rotate is also quite poetic, and the few pedestrians holding umbrellas suddenly stopped, looking back at the side of the carriage, Yue Wudi, who was driving the car, with a hat, holding the reins with one hand and the handle of the horizontal knife next to him with the other.

Han Zhaozhi only brought him out alone, so he was more cautious and careful than before, but in the end, the few people holding the umbrella walked forward again without coming, and Yue Wuyi's hand slowly let go of the hilt.

Han Zhaozhi in the carriage was trimming his nails with a small file, as if he felt the cold air of the rainy night outside, and pulled the clothes he was wearing up, at this time, dozens of crossbow arrows came from all directions, the carriage of the carriage was not solid, in order to lighten the wooden plank, it was very thin, and the crossbow arrows penetrated the wooden board and shot into the carriage.

Yue Wushu grabbed the horse pulling the cart violently, drew his knife and jumped down from the carriage.

Countless black-clothed people rushed out of the alley on the rooftop, and the few people holding umbrellas who had left before seemed to be startled by the sound, and they stopped and turned around.

More than a dozen black-clothed people entangled Yue Wuving, a strong man with a height of two meters jumped from the roof, he had a big outrageous mountain knife in his hand, this knife was hundreds of catties, the blade was one meter long, the handle of the knife was half a meter, and the strong man holding the knife in both hands fell into the air, splitting the carriage with a knife!

With a bang, flying sawdust made a worrying trail in the rain.

The carriage parted on both sides, and the knife hovered in mid-air.

Of course, the knife does not stop for no reason, it does not stop there as if it had slashed into a crack in the stone, just because there was a hand there.

The mountain knife is heavy enough and sharp enough, who dares to catch it against the blade? Han Zhaozhi naturally couldn't either, so he reached up and waited for the moment the knife fell and grabbed the back of the knife, if it deviated by a fraction, his own head would be split in two like the carriage.

But of course he won't miss, he is Han Zhaozhi who can't be killed by sixteen top killers.

Relatively speaking, the strong man's body size can fit two Han Zhaozhi, Han Zhaozhi's palm is not as thick as the strong man's forearm, the muscles on the strong man's arms have been stretched up like a swimming dragon, but Han Zhaozhi's hand seems to just casually raise it to catch the knife.

The strong man was furious, and he wanted to pull the mountain knife back like crazy, but the knife couldn't be pulled at all in Han Zhaozhi's hand as if it was caught by an iron gate, Han Zhaozhi looked sideways at the strong man's hideous face, his face was expressionless, and he didn't even disdain.

The reason why he has faced so many assassinations is not only because he is strong enough, but also because he takes every enemy seriously, even when he knows that the enemy is far inferior to his own.

Han Zhaozhi's famous quote is...... Rating an enemy's strength is something that should only be done after killing him.

The strong man couldn't pull the knife back three times in a row, so he abandoned the knife, let go of the handle of the knife with both hands and pinched Han Zhaozhi's neck with both hands, Han Zhaozhi's hand holding the blade of the knife shook out, and the knife flew back and slammed into the strong man's skull, and the one-foot-wide blade was completely stuck in his head, and the strong man shook and fell to the side.

Han Zhaozhi got out of the carriage, and by the way, he found the umbrella from the broken carriage and opened it.

He is waiting, the person who wants to kill him will definitely not send just one reckless man, if a random stupid big man can kill Han Zhaozhi by brute force, then wouldn't the sixteen people who were killed on the list of the top 20 killers in Yangtai Ticket number be in vain?

Yue Invincible fought alone in the crowd of black-clothed killers, slashing one by one, like a fierce tiger being besieged by a group of vicious wolves, the fierce tigers were fierce and there were many vicious wolves, it was clear that Yue Invincible had fallen into absolute passivity, but Han Zhaozhi did not have the slightest appearance of helping him, still standing on the side of the road with an umbrella, and the rain falling from the back eaves hit his umbrella.

With a pop, Yue Wuving's back was slashed, blood splattered out, and the scene of slowing down and seeing the intersection with the rain was really a bit thrilling.

Yue Wushu snorted, and slashed the person who slashed him to death with a backhand, he glanced back at Han Zhaozhi, and Lord Du Tingwei was still standing there straight.

He knew the adults were waiting.

So he came even more frantically, guarding an alley alone, and dozens of men in black couldn't break through his defense.

In front of him was the man in black, behind him was Han Zhaozhi, and on the other side were a few passers-by who had never left but were obviously reluctant to approach, frightened and attracted by the scene of the fight, holding an umbrella and watching there.

A few crossbow arrows hit Yue Invincible through the gap in the light of the rain curtain knife, Yue Invincible could still forcibly twist in this situation, and those few crossbow arrows hit his shoulder and back, of course it hurts, but it is better than hitting the heart.

At this moment, Han Zhaozhi's feet seemed to be lifted forward, and his subordinates were about to be killed, but after all, he still couldn't help it.

At the moment when he raised his foot, a black shadow and a long sword appeared from behind him and went straight to the back of his heart, this sword was perfect enough in terms of timing and angle of the sword, and the person who came out of the sword had been waiting, waiting for Han Zhaozhi to be distracted, and when Han Zhaozhi's feet moved, he was already distracted.

However, Han Zhaozhi's feet didn't move at all, he just looked like he had moved, no matter how he looked at it, he should have moved.

The sword reached the back of Han Zhaozhi's heart, Han Zhaozhi took a step forward, twisted, drew the knife, dropped the knife, held the knife in his right hand and pressed the back of the knife with his left hand...... With a bang, the sword was cut off, but the person behind the sword shrank back like a poisonous snake.

At the same time, the passers-by who were watching from a distance threw away their oil-paper umbrellas and rushed towards this side, drawing their knives as they rushed forward.

A black shadow climbed up against the back wall like a gecko and quickly reached the roof, several passers-by chased here, two squatted down and built a bridge with both hands, and the other two jumped up and clicked on it and swept onto the roof.

Several men in black attacked on the roof, but the person who had drawn the sword before had disappeared without a trace.

Han Zhaozhi frowned slightly, the knife he had just now didn't hurt anyone, the sword was about to stab him and retracted it to block the top of the killer's head, the sword broke, slightly blocking the speed of the knife falling, and it was this moment of slowing down that the person retreated safely.

The man on the roof knocked the man in black over and jumped down, and all four of them had apologetic faces.

Han Zhaozhi pointed to Yue Invincible's side, and the four of them immediately rushed over.

Han Zhaozhi bent down and picked up the half of the sword on the ground, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, there was no smell at all, and the sword was not poisonous.

How confident is it that he thinks he has the confidence to kill Han Zhaozhi with one sword?

After the four subordinates pounced, Yue Wu's pressure suddenly lightened, most of the black-clothed people were killed after half a pillar of incense, and four or five people were captured alive, and the sound of neat footsteps and rain hitting the leather armor sounded all around, and teams of elite armored soldiers poured over from all directions.

Ye Jingtian, who was riding a horse, glanced at Han Zhaozhi, and Han Zhaozhi shook his head slightly.

Yao Taozhi, who was already a few hundred meters away, landed in the courtyard of a family, landing silently, he couldn't help but think of Han Zhaozhi's knife just now, the knife that had been gaining momentum for a long time, even if he had escaped now, he still had palpitations.

He raised his hand and wiped it on his forehead, touching the wound, and his fingers were stained with blood.

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[Tomorrow I will return home, and the travel time on the road will be about six hours, but it will take a whole day, and there will be two more guarantees tomorrow, and the third one may not be. 】