Several assassins' personal martial arts are good, but the cooperation is very average, busy mistakes, Li Mao saw the opportunity, suddenly roared, short body rushed forward, hugged a person's waist, carried the meat shield and rushed forward, everyone swung knives and slashed, Li Mao hung a few knife wounds, fortunately did not hurt the vital point, in the scuffle Li Mao grabbed the garden pond, Li Mao jumped into the lotus pond with the assassin in his arms. Poof, splashing the boss with a mud flower.

The moment he entered the water, Li Mao suddenly felt a piercing pain at the corner of his eyebrows, his head slammed to the ground, and he almost fainted, he would never have thought that the dignified Zhenhai Town Envoy would actually drive anti-theft piles in the lotus pond in his back garden. The so-called anti-theft pile is to drive a tree stump into the pond, and iron shoots are obliquely inserted on the pile to hook the fishing net to prevent someone from casting the net and stealing fish.

Li Mao's eyebrow bone was hung by the iron shoots on the wooden stake, and there was a big crack, and he was lucky, if he deviated by an inch, he would be blind in one left eye.

Unlucky, the Assassin who was holding him was slamming his eyebrows into a stake, and he lost his life on the spot.

Li Mao has an important mission on this trip, and there are thirty guards accompanying him, all of whom are elites who have survived a hundred battles, and they are guarding the mansion at this moment. Seeing that the situation was not good, the three assassins left Li Mao and retreated into the flowers, and the guards saw that the vegetation was lush and the sky was dark, so they did not dare to trespass.

Qingmo commanded people to fish Li Mao out of the water, seeing that his face was covered with blood, and he didn't know where the injury was, he cried anxiously, Li Mao shouted: "It's not out, and I'm not dead." He said that he was not dead, but the wound was in severe pain, and his face was hideous in pain, and he grinned and couldn't speak. Chang Heqing opened the medical bag and hurriedly treated him, Li Mao took a medicine towel to cover the wound, and said to Chang Heqing: "I'm fine, you save the magic first." ”

Mo Qi Shentong was hit by an arrow in the back, the arrow wound was not serious, but the poison smeared on the arrow was very deadly, Chang Heqing untied his armor, took the lancet in his hand, and cut it down fiercely around the arrow shaft, and spun out a piece of skin and flesh, the skin and flesh have changed color, and the blood that flows out is black and brown. Everyone was shocked when they saw this. Mo Qi's supernatural power had already entered a deep coma, and he didn't scream from beginning to end.

After Chang Heqing finished rescuing, his face was covered with sweat, and when he wiped his face with his sleeve, his face was covered with blood, and the shape was very terrifying.

At this time, everyone had already fished the assassin out of the water, Qingmo looked at it, and said hatefully: "The clothes are sold in the ready-to-wear shop, and the knife is an old saber with a sharpened seal, and there is no token on the body, but unfortunately the person is dead again." One of the guards accompanying him said coldly at this moment: "I think it's time to do it." ”

Everyone looked at Li Mao together, the skin and flesh of Li Mao's eyebrow bones bloomed and turned outside, which was very terrifying. The weather was hot and sultry, he was nervous, sweating profusely, hearing this, he reminded Li Mao: "You can't nod, you can't nod." ”

Li Mao didn't nod, but just threw a look at everyone.

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When Li Zhun woke up, he found that his whole body was cold but his chest was burning, and when he opened his eyes, the smell of wine on his body instantly turned into cold sweat and evaporated, and he found that he was tied to a wooden stake, and a brazier was lit in front of him, and several torture instruments were placed in the brazier that he was very familiar with. Standing around the brazier were six tower-like men, all wearing one-color masks, the masks should have been worn by the harlequin on the stage, which looked very funny, but at this moment, Li Zhun only felt horror and weirdness.

Li Zhun smiled bitterly in his heart, and the reaction on his face was obscene and timid. He cautiously turned his head and asked Li Mao, who was standing in front of the brazier fiddling with the soldering iron: "Who are you, ...... Do you know who I am, you have eaten the bear's heart leopard gall? You guys...... The hero spares his life, how much money do you want, just say, I will give, I will give, what I have is money, enough for you to be free for a lifetime. ”

Li Mao picked up a piece of burning red soldering iron, moved to Li Zhun, stopped one step away from him, stretched the red soldering iron to Li Zhun's face, stopped a few inches away from the tip of his nose, and then blew on the soldering iron.

Li Zhun desperately contracted his neck, and a light rain fell from his crotch, and the light rain gathered into a stream and wet the ground.

Someone snorted and laughed at Li Zhun for being pustules. Li Mao didn't think so, how could a person who dared to buy and kill him really be? He threw the soldering iron into the brazier, turned his hands behind his back, circled around Li Zhun twice, and asked, "Are you guilty?" Li Zhun was stunned for a moment, grinned, and said, "Brother, do you know who I am?" ”

Li Mao said: "I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know, I only know that many people in Dengzhou City want to eat your flesh and gnaw your bones, you were drunk like mud in the drunken fairy building last night, but your companions ignored you, no one knows where you went, I think if you accidentally fell into the street ditch and drowned, there must be many people who applauded, and the cause of death will never be known." ”

Li Zhun was stunned, and then his face turned pale, and he pleaded: "I'm guilty, I'm guilty, I say, I'll say it all, but you should always let me know who I'm talking to." I can't be so confused, can I? ”

Someone picked up a red iron chisel and branded it on Li Zhun's buttocks, and the air around him was filled with the smell of burnt flesh. Lee Joon screamed and passed out. After a basin of cold water, he woke up. One sneered: "Do you still want to ask who we are now?" Li Zhun was dripping with cold sweat, and said with a smile: "I know that the sin is heinous, and if I say it, it will be death, and if I don't say it, it will be death, why should I say it, unless you can show me a way out." ”

Someone picked up the red iron chisel again, and said: "I said, I will reward you with a good time, don't say it, you know the consequences." ”

Li Zhun was stunned for a long time, heyed, and said with a smile: "It's all my own people, why bother, I am embarrassed today, and I don't know who will be embarrassed tomorrow, why bother?" Li Mao said: "Since you know it, you should confess truthfully, don't toast and don't eat and drink." Over the years, the wine has already hollowed out your backbone, and you can't bear it. Li Zhun was silent when he heard this, and after a long time, he licked his lips and said silently: "I said, what do you want to know, I will tell you all." ”

A book case was set up in the torture room, and one person spread out the paper and pen and sat down.

Li Mao lost his eyes, Qingmo cleared his throat, and began to ask Li Zhun about bullying men and women during his time as an official in Dengzhou, and the evil deeds that rampant in the township. After playing the cards according to the routine, Qingmo closed his mouth and asked Li Mao for the next step. Li Zhun suddenly laughed, and after laughing, he said hesitantly: "I see that you don't have much paper with you, so don't you ask me about accepting bribes and bribes, buying and selling officials?" Qingmo said: "Oh, you have a kind, aren't you afraid of punishing your nine clans?" Li Zhun laughed and said: "Standing alone, always walking alone, it's me who is talking about it." After I die, my wife will inevitably remarry, and my children will have other people's surnames, so there will be no nine tribes, so it is better to let them go with me to the underworld to continue their fate. ”

Qingmo pursed his lips, shook his head, and said: "That's it, even if you are bent on death, I can't fail you, everyone is a smart person, and a smart person does a smart thing, say." Because the paper was precious, the officer in charge of recording only brought six pieces of paper, and he found that it was not enough to write and write, he stood up and greeted Qingmo, who hurriedly interrupted Li Zhun's statement and said: "Don't talk about trivial things, choose what matters." ”

Li Zhun asked him rhetorically: "What is important, buy the history of the assassin, or the soldiers?" Knowing too much, aren't you afraid that the head on your neck won't last long? Qingmo said: "What nonsense, how much to say." ”

Li Zhun glanced at Li Mao and said with a smile: "The picketer still asked the irrelevant personnel to avoid it, and I can't run away anyway." Li Mao ordered the guards to retreat, and Li Mao said to the secretary in charge of the record: "You also go out." The secretary got up and gave a salute and hurried out.

Li Mao pointed to the bookcase that had been set up temporarily, Qingmo pointed to himself, and asked, "Me?" After looking around, Qingmo had no choice but to sit down.

This is an abandoned temple, located on the outskirts of Dengzhou City, surrounded by Li Mao's people, and no one will come to disturb it.

Li Mao stood in front of the charcoal brazier, struck the iron with a soldering iron with great interest, and said to Li Zhun: "As long as you are willing to say it, I will give you a sum of money, you can go to Silla, Japan, and Liaodong." Li Zhun laughed and said: "The second child of the Li family is suspicious, tyrannical, and harsh, and countless staff members of the four mansions have died at his hands. Chang'an Shizi regards Ziqing as a land of tigers and wolves, and you won't know this. And ten years ago, people were still willing to come to Ziqing to be officials, what do you say, the treatment is good, comfortable and relaxed, the lord of the house can be polite and virtuous, and the scholar is not worried about his life. If you look at him again, when he is on an errand under his hands, you can only be a dog with your tail between your legs, you have no food to eat, you have no drink, and the rope around your neck is tightly tied, and you can't tolerate the slightest mistake. You are only eight buckets high, Jinxiuzhang, in his eyes is a dog, you must have a deep understanding of this. ”

Li Mao sneered and listened patiently to what he had to say.

"Not only do outsiders hate him, but the clan elders are not satisfied with him, they have the heart to promote Mizhou to take over the military and government, I advise you not to go all the way to the dark, you have to leave a way back for yourself. There are not a few people who eat with you now. Li Mao said: "You don't plan to say it." Li Zhun said with a hippie smile: "I am a little county lieutenant, what ability do I have to buy and sell officials?" Even if you take my confession, I'm afraid you won't be able to convince the public, the world in Ziqing is not anyone's, everything has to be reasonable. Qingmo dropped his pen and stood up, pointed at Li Zhun's face and scolded: "Don't be embarrassed, believe it or not, I'll peel you off a layer of skin." ”

Li Zhun still had a hippie smile on his face, and said: "I believe it, I believe it, how dare I not believe what Ziqing came to Junchen?" Hehe......" Qingmo quietly asked Li Mao: "Who is Lai Junchen?" Li Mao coughed and did not answer. Li Zhun didn't say anything more, so Li Mao snorted and walked out without saying a word. At the door, Li Zhun suddenly said: "I can't write." The words snorted, and when the two looked back, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, Qingmo screamed badly, and flew over, and Li Zhun spit out a ball of meat with a "poof". Grinning and laughing, his mouth was full of blood, and before he could finish laughing, the person had passed out. (Dissertation College)