Chapter 117: Assassination (I)

On the top of the moon, He Fangxiong gradually became tired.

He Mingye walked out of He Fangxiong's study lightly and closed the door lightly.

Due to He Fangxiong's age, it is inconvenient to move around. In order to facilitate daily life, He Fangxiong's bedroom is set next to the study.

He Fangxiong pushed open a door on the side of the study, and on one side of the door was the bedroom.

The maid who took care of He Fangxiong had already lit the lamp in He Fangxiong's bedroom. The bedroom was brightly lit.

He Fangxiong, who was born in the army, does not like luxury and advocates practicality. The furnishings in He Fangxiong's bedroom are not luxurious. Compared with Huang Yongtao's Pingliao King's residence in Jinzhou, He Fangxiong's bedroom even looks a little shabby.

At that moment, a figure swept past the window.

He Fangxiong's study is an important place in the Wu'an Mansion, and the guards and maids in the mansion cannot enter the study without He Fangxiong's permission.

Especially since it was late at night, and most of the servants had already slept, no one would run to the study at this time.

He Fangxiong treats his subordinates quite generously on weekdays. There was once a new servant who strayed into He Fangxiong's study and was bumped into by He Fangxiong, who had always been generous to servants, and He Fangxiong immediately turned his face and punished the servant who strayed into the study.

Since then, the servants of the Wu'an Mansion have been extremely careful with He Fangxiong's study. No uneyed servant would approach He Fangxiong's study without anything to touch He Fangxiong's brow.

He Fangxiong has been in the army for decades, and his decades of military experience have formed his habit of vigilance.

He Fangxiong put down the hand that was on his shoulder to untie his clothes. He stared at the window and asked sharply, "Who is it?!" ”

The vague figure that flashed through the window flickered and disappeared without a trace.

He Fangxiong looked at the empty window suspiciously, only to think that he was dazzled and misunderstood.

He Fangxiong wiped his eyes, carefully looked at the window, and after making sure that the window was not moving, he turned around and walked to the bedside, ready to blow out the beacon fire and prepare to sleep.

The moment He Fangxiong blew out the lights, the window was slammed open with a click.

After the wooden window lattice was shattered, the broken wood flew all over the ground, and in the darkness, He Fangxiong turned back in shock.

After turning around, He Fangxiong saw a figure standing in front of him.

He Fangxiong calmly looked at the figure, the person was wearing a night suit all over his body, black, perfectly blended with the night, like a ghost. If you don't look closely, you may not be able to see that there is a person standing in the darkness.

"Wu Angong really lives up to his reputation." The man in black praised He Fangxiong from the bottom of his heart.

He was a professional assassin who specialized in assassination for a living, and he assassinated hundreds of people. It is rare for He Fangxiong to be so calm when he is assassinated.

If He Fangxiong was assassinated when he was young and strong, and maintained such a calm posture, the people in black could ignore it indifferently. After all, he was strong when he was young, and He Fangxiong was famous in the army as a fierce general when he was young. The men in black haven't assassinated me yet, a well-known young warrior.

However, the current He Fangxiong is already in his last years. His physical strength is not as good as before, his health is not good, and the man in black is absolutely sure that he will successfully assassinate He Fangxiong, and in this case, He Fangxiong can still ignore him indifferently, which is very rare. is worthy of the title of the first warrior in Liaodong that year, and he is not shocked when he is in danger, this is the demeanor of the first warrior in Liaodong!

"The foot is also extraordinary, Liaodong can have such an assassin, I'm afraid the only way is luxury." He Fangxiong smiled faintly.

Although the security of the Duchy of Wu'an is not as strict as that of the imperial palace, it is after all a family of nearly three hundred years and a prominent national mansion. There are not a few elite guards in the mansion. The man in black was able to go straight to the Duchy of Wu'an Mansion and go straight to He Fangxiong's study, and the other party was definitely not a simple character.

Although the nightwalk wraps the opponent's body tightly, the head wrapped in the mask and turban only reveals a pair of chilling eyes. In addition to the extravagance of assassinating the head of the Wu family back then, He Fangxiong didn't think that assassin could have such an aura.

He Fangxiong faintly felt that the other party was the famous Liaodong assassin.

"Wu Angong has good eyesight." The extravagant voice is cold, perhaps out of professional habits, and there is no emotional color in the extravagant voice, such a person is simply a natural assassin.

He Fangxiong knew why Hao Li was not in a hurry to kill him. It was not because he was bold to break the window and enter He Fangxiong's bedroom, but because he had already cleaned up the guards around the bedroom before he came to He Fangxiong's bedroom. The sound of a broken window does not alarm anyone. Hao Li thought that He Fangxiong was now the prey in his hands, and as long as he wanted to do it, he could take He Fangxiong's life at any time. Anyway, He Fangxiong is also a dying person, and he doesn't mind letting He Fangxiong live a little longer.

He Fangxiong couldn't help coughing a few times, coughing up several mouthfuls of phlegm, and after a long time, the coughing stopped. Hao Li frowned, He Fangxiong is a well-known figure in Liaodong, Hao Li knows how old He Fangxiong is, such an old man who is old and in poor health, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is not much time left. What is the difference between dying early and dying later?

"If you can die under your extravagant knife, it is not unjust to die, at least you are worthy of the identity of Wu Angong." After stopping the cough, He Fangxiong smiled reluctantly, not knowing whether he was laughing at luxury or himself, "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that you have never missed an assassination, and before assassinating a person, you will tell him who the person who paid to assassinate him is, let him die clearly, I don't know if this rumor is true?" ”

"It's true, because I'm absolutely sure I'll kill him." Hao Li said very seriously, "I didn't expect Wu Angong to know anything about the things on the rivers and lakes. ”

He straightened his chest, this was his pride, and among the more than 100 people he assassinated, there were many princes and nobles, but he never missed a single time, and became a legendary assassin. In Liaodong and even the northern Zhili of the empire, Shandong and Shanxi, the most famous assassin is none other than extravagance.

"Then you let me die." He Fangxiong said slowly, He Fangxiong seemed to have guessed who the extravagant employer was, and his face revealed a little uneasy.

Although the surroundings were shrouded in thick darkness, Hao Li still noticed the change in He Fangxiong's expression very clearly. Yu Li said lightly: "Your expression tells me that you already know who the person who paid me to kill you is, and I don't need to say anything more." ”

"Is it really him?" He Fangxiong asked extravagantly, he would rather his conjecture be wrong than accept this unacceptable fact. (To be continued.) )