"Maybe it's providential, and I don't think it's against it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 After the little devil finished speaking, he motioned to Jing Ling to put the black box back into the wine barrel, and after closing the lid, the little devil opened the lid of another wine barrel, only to see that he took out a map of the ice city from the wine barrel, and the red circle in the map marked the place where the weapon was hidden. Weapons are hidden in a stable, or buried under a tree in the middle of the city, or even a dagger may be hidden in the garbage bin of the wet market.

"What are your plans?" Jing Ling asked.

"The bounty didn't say that the head was to be brought back for delivery, so whatever the means, as long as you can kill the ukulele. And we'd better choose to act at night, so that even if the whole city is under martial law, we will have a chance to escape. The little devil said with a solemn face.

In fact, the assassination of the ukulele is the biggest bounty he has ever received, and he must deal with it wholeheartedly or face a miserable end.

And Jing Ling is also very aware of this, as a special soldier in his previous life, he knows that once the assassin is caught, he will face extremely terrifying punishment, which is worse than death. It was precisely because of this realization that Kyoryo became wary of this tavern.

"First of all, you have to tell me, who set up this tavern?"

The little devil froze for a moment, he didn't expect Jing Ling to suddenly ask such a question. He shook his head and sighed, "Although the first rule of bounty hunters is not to trace the identity of their employers, I have investigated this tavern as an intermediary for a long time, but until now I have not been able to find out which organization it belongs to. It can only be said that the organization that set up this tavern has a lot of ability, perhaps an intelligence organization of a certain country. ”

"Ukulele is the general of the Nolan Empire, and only the Blackland Kingdom and the Albertan Empire want him to die." Jing Ling analyzed.

"Not necessarily, don't forget, although the First Legion of the North of Nolan is controlled by the slave owner class, it is actually secretly controlled by the Nolan royal family. And the Nolan royal family and the Light Sect have long been incompatible, maybe these two powerful groups are intriguing. ”

"If we do assassinate the ukulele, can we get the bounty and get out of it?" The cautious personality still made Jing Ling ask this sentence, he had seen too many cases of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge in his previous life, and he didn't want to be sent to the west again after he had just crossed.

"You can rest assured," the imp said, "as bounty hunters, we have our own ethics, and as an assassination agent of a national intelligence organization, they have their own ethics. Whoever violates ethics will have brutal consequences. ”

Jing Ling looked at the cold light in the little devil's eyes, and he finally realized that this brother of his not only had a chivalrous heart, but also had the same cold-blooded murderous intent as him.

Many years later, when the little demon was called Hades, only he knew that the real Hades was the law of survival......

After receiving the task, Jing Ling and the little demon found the wine glass, poured two glasses of ale, and then climbed up to the cellar, and after drinking the ale, they threw down a few copper plates and left the tavern.

They wandered through the streets of the Ice City until night fell and the bell of curfew rang, and then they climbed onto a roof and lurked unnoticed.

"It's curfew! All go home!

"Whoever dares to come out in the middle of the night must be prepared to go to prison!"

A group of patrolmen shouted in the streets, and the townspeople packed up their belongings and went home to spend time. The bustling streets fell silent, the leaves blown by the cold wind swirled across the streets in a swirling pattern, and the night sky began to glow with stars. A lonely night view of the city unfolded in front of Jing Ling's eyes, which reminded him of the busy city that never sleeps in his previous life.

"Don't be stunned, go find the weapon first." The little devil jumped off the roof first, and the patrol had long since disappeared at the end of the street, but the two of them still leaned down towards a small tree on the side of the street.

When he came to the bottom of the tree, the little devil used the stones on the side of the street to dig up the dirt, and saw a package buried under the root of the tree, and the little devil took out two ten-centimeter-long blowpipes from it, and then buried the package again.

"Although the other caches have more domineering weapons, we still use these for assassination." The little devil handed a blowpipe to Jing Ling and continued: "There is already a poisoned arrow inside, we only have two chances, once the poisoned arrow is fired, whether it is successful or not, we must escape from the ice city. If we get separated, we will meet at the ferry outside the city. ”

"I wonder when the bounty will be in hand?" Jing Ling asked.

"It will take a whole day at the earliest, after all, they have to check if the ukulele is really dead, and then I will have to go into the city and have them hide the gold coins in the place I designated."

All day...... It is not known how many slaves will die during this day. A sense of powerlessness arose in Jing Ling's heart, even if he really bought those slaves in the end and let them be free, how many people were able to successfully cross the Li River and escape to the Black Land in the clutches of slave traders?

The more he thought about it, the more powerless he felt, Jing Ling simply didn't think about it so much, the most important thing at the moment was to kill the ukulele.

"You must remember the route of escape from the town hall, and if necessary, hide in the hiding places we just marked." The little devil held the blowpipe a little harder, and he took a light breath and said, "Let's go." ”

In the ice city shrouded in night, teams of patrolmen shuttled back and forth through the streets, and no one noticed that two black shadows were lurking towards the city hall.

The palatial city hall is rectangular in shape, and the flower-filled atrium has two stone sculptures of war horses, and more than a dozen guards are distributed in all corners of the atrium.

Two guards patrolled past them, but they did not notice them hiding in the shadows. Jing Ling and the little demon rushed out of the grass, and the two guards were shocked by their necks.

They took the bodies of the two guards out of the grass, changed into the guards' light armor, and headed down the atrium path towards the town hall.

Running into no other guards along the way, Jing Ling and the little demon seized the opportunity to climb up the town hall along the raised stone bricks, and their plan was to shoot poisoned arrows at the ukulele inside the room from the window, which was also one of the best plans.

After all, the interior of the town hall can be described as a three-step post, and it is impossible for them to swagger in front of the ukulele to assassinate him.

"Where is the ukulele?" Jing Ling, who was clinging to the wall, whispered to the little demon below.

"He must not be in the office at this late hour, so he can only be in the lounge on the third floor."

As soon as the little devil finished speaking, two women's moans sounded in the lounge on the third floor.