Chapter Twenty-Seven: Tonight Is Destined to Be Long (Part 1)

Fang Bei's voice echoed silently over the stream in the forest.

And He Ping nodded: "Yes." ”

"I've arrived in Los Angeles, and I may be able to do something to Shang Jiuge tonight."

"This is your territory." Fang Bei looked at He Ping and said.

"But now the situation is too chaotic." He Ping shook his head and said.

The bright moon shines among the pines.

Two men, one standing among the pines, the other on the stream.

"Yes." Fang Bei nodded and said, "Now in Los Angeles, there is Ningxia with Hei Wu, a top master, as the biggest unstable factor. ”

"There are also Shang Jiuge who suddenly broke in and Sheng Junqian, who will come to Los Angeles for some reason."

"The assassin who was tasked by the hive to strangle Shang Jiuge is also on the way."

"It's just that I'm curious." Fang Bei looked at He Ping: "Why didn't you send me and Lin Xue this task?" ”

"Because killing Shang Jiuge is a Tianzi mission." He Ping looked at Fang Bei and said calmly: "Only the silver bee and the golden bee who can perform tasks across regions can do it. ”

"Sounds really powerful and troublesome." Fang Bei sighed: "I should have thought that the one who came to kill Shang Jiu Ge was at least the silver bee." ”

Fang didn't say that, but there wasn't much regret in his tone.

"Sister Ping, you don't want Shang Jiuge to die, do you?" Fang Bei continued.

He Ping nodded, otherwise, He Ping would not have asked for the words of nine songs and fifty taels.

"Sister Ping, don't you make a move tonight, okay?" Fang Bei continued.

He Ping looked at Fang Bei quietly and did not speak.

"Just like that, literally." Fang Bei emphasized: "Please don't make a move." ”

"Of course, the current situation is also tricky for you."

"Shang Jiuge, Sheng Junqian, Lin Xue is on the side."

"Ningxia is black and there is no one side."

"The Hive has arrived, and the Assassins in Los Angeles are on the other side."

"There is also the imperial court that is currently being confused, I heard that the people from the six doors have rushed to Los Angeles overnight, but the first-class master among them did not come, and without the first-class master, it will not play a big role on the chessboard tonight."

"However, the six doors and the Luocheng Mansion, as representatives of the imperial court, are still somewhat useful."

Fang Bei said quietly, pointing out the words of the country, but the young man's tone was unusually calm and even a little humble.

"Can you handle it?" He Ping asked, "If I'm not mistaken, you still have a mission to assassinate Ningxia." ”

"Speaking of which, why did Ningxia finally let Hei Wu stop and leave today?"

"She recognizes you? Or is there something else? ”

Fang Bei shook his head: "I haven't figured this out either. ”

"Originally, I decided to stand up, just to kill Hei Wu and Ningxia, cut through the chaos quickly, and solve the problem of one side first."

"But if Ningxia forcibly terminates the duel, there is no need for me to chase after me."

"After all, my purpose has been achieved."

"Hmm." He Ping nodded lightly: "I feel a little strange." ”

"By the way, I checked it out more, and it was exactly as I thought."

"The mission to investigate Gou Zazhong and assassinate Ningxia was sent by the same person."

"And the person who sent these two tasks is Ningxia."

"I already know that." Fang Bei said: "Although it is only a little earlier than Sister Ping, you know. ”

"So I'm going to meet Ningxia tonight and ask about these things."

"If you can make a deal with Ningxia Heiwu, then you can spend tonight more peacefully."

"You just have to watch from the sidelines."

He Ping was silent for a while, and then nodded silently.

It's the default.

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried, today to show the king, who has injustice." Fang Bei quietly read out this poem, and then looked at He Ping: "This is the first time I have tried to solve such a complex situation on my own, after all, no matter how much talk there is on paper, it is just a castle in the air." ”

"In this world, there must always be a first time."

"Also." Fang Bei lowered his eyes and looked at the precious materials such as tiger skin and tiger bones in the place that was demolished on the ground.

"Sister He asked Shang Jiu Ge to pay fifty taels to repair the wall and let her mortgage the Scarlet Night Sword here, originally she wanted to use this Scarlet Night Sword to save Shang Jiu Ge's life."

"Now that Shang Jiu Ge has come out of this tiger, fifty taels is enough."

Saying this, Fang Bei raised his head and looked at He Ping: "How about I do this task for me?" ”

"It's going to be a long night." He Ping said quietly.

"Yes." Fang Bei smiled and said: "But tomorrow's sun will be even more brilliant." ”

With that, Fang Bei turned around and jumped, like a bird, jumped over the stream, jumped onto the treetops, and then leaped all the way in the direction of Los Angeles.

As light and agile as an ape.

He Ping looked at Fang Bei's back, shook his head and smiled.

In fact, she has always felt that her age is okay, at least fighting and killing people or something, and it doesn't matter if she does it for another ten years.

But at this moment, He Ping really felt a little old.

When people feel old, it is not that their physical functions are declining, or that their energy and concentration are beginning to be greatly reduced.

It's when you feel that you can finally hand over the burden on your body, and when you see that the disciples you have cultivated can take charge of it on your own.

Naturally, I feel old.

Thinking like this, He Ping stepped forward and began to squat down to fold the tiger skin spread out on the boulder.

Just like Fang Bei said before.

This tiger skin was the money paid to them by Shang Jiu Ge to buy their lives.

The moonlight sprinkled on He Ping's body.

The moonlight is so nice.

The night was long.

……

……

In the city of Los Angeles, in the courtyard of the sycamore, the moonlight leaves a shadow in the flecks of the sycamore.

Ningxia was looking at the moon in front of the window, and Hei Wu slowly opened his eyes: "Why! ”

"How's your injury?" Ningxia asked quietly.

This beautiful woman from the Western Regions had a calm expression, the moonlight sprinkled on her beautiful face, the bridge of her nose was high, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

"Her name is Lin Xue, right? Why is she adamant and not bad! Hei Wu didn't answer Ningxia's question, and he really held his breath at this time.

"How's your injury?" Ningxia continued to ask.

Hei Wu paused, and the slightly cold swarthy young man's face revealed a trace of helplessness: "It's okay, I'm just defenseless, it doesn't mean that her three-legged cat's King Kong is not bad magic can hurt me." ”

"You're obviously going to kill Gou Zazhong, right?"

"As long as I am on the market square, let me kill him, and then find Shang Jiu Ge to kill him, we will be able to return to the Western Regions immediately, won't we?" Hei Wusheng asked.

He couldn't understand why Ningxia had made such a decision at that time.

But at that time, Hei Wu, who was too lazy to think, could only obey Ningxia's will.

It's not bad to come back and think about it slowly.

After all, there is only one hour in a day, and Kuro, who can think rationally, is so pitiful.

Ningxia looked at the moonlight.

The moon also shines on Ningxia.

"When did I say that." Ningxia's eyes are deep, and the brown eyes are bright and reflect the moonlight.

"I'm going to kill Gou Zaza?"

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