"There are eight guards and soldiers, and they are elite in a hundred battles." Meng Xingsoul stood in the middle of the long street and muttered to himself, and the crowd of people coming and going around him did not affect his observation of the eight soldiers guarding the gate of He Jin's mansion.

That's right, He Jin is He Jin, and one of the commissions that Meng Xingsoul is interested in is the commission to assassinate He Jin. This commission is the row of commissions, the most difficult commission that he, the killer of the land list, can see.

Heaven-level commission, he has no way to take it by himself, so he can only take this commission by waiting for the arrival of other branches or the killer of the main building. As long as such a heaven-level commission is successfully completed, the remuneration will be almost a sky-high price.

Heaven-level commission, sky-high rewards, in addition to the share of the fixed killer building, the remaining rewards are enough for a killer to eat and wear in the game, and can also be exchanged for the currency of the second world and then converted into real currency. Even if ten killers complete it together, the rewards are evenly distributed, and they are still generous.

What killer wouldn't want to complete such a commission? What's more, this is a challenge, for the challenge, Meng Xingsoul will never refuse, the higher the danger of assassinating the target, the stronger the protection around the target, or the strength, he will only be excited.

Adjusting his perception to the most acute state, Meng Xingsoul looked at the eight soldiers intently, and the hustle and bustle on the street was completely away from Meng Xingsoul at this moment. Now there is darkness around him, and he has abandoned all the superfluous pedestrians in the world. It can be said that now in Meng Xingsoul's perceptual world, his eyes and ears only pay attention to the eight soldiers and every subtlety of the mansion.

The expressions of every soldier guarding the gate were very serious, to a level of coldness. They stood on either side of the gate, without the slightest movement, their right hands resting near the long knife they wore at their waists, ready to pull it out at any time.

Every soldier was scanning the crowd on the long street with his eyes, frowning from time to time, his feet would be slightly sideways, and his palms were directly on the hilt of his sword. It was the pedestrian they felt threatened, and as long as the soldiers felt threatened, they would enter a state of alertness at any time.

And that was just the initial state, as all the soldiers tensed up when the pedestrians, who they felt threatened, walked from the other side of the long street to the gate facing the mansion. Yes, Meng Xing Soul could see the palm of their hand clenching the hilt of the knife, and the foot that was beginning to gather momentum, ready to eject their bodies.

"So two meters in front of the door is what they consider to be a safe distance?" Meng Xingsoul reasoned.

Two meters in front of the door, two meters away, is enough for a killer to get close and take the target's life. But this is only two meters in front of the door, two meters outside the steps of the gate in front of He Jinfu. There is still a distance of more than four meters, which is the step, the distance from himself to the gate, and the eight soldiers are guarding this position.

No matter how strong his Meng Xing soul is, he can only kill a person in a period of time. Within this distance, he can't kill anyone, because there is not a single pedestrian on the long street, who will be close to the distance of two meters in front of He Jin's general's mansion, if he gets close, it will be an abrupt person, how can he continue to cross the remaining distance of more than four meters?

"Can it only be said that he really deserves to be a general who holds military power?" Meng Xingsoul whispered, such an elite soldier is used to guard the gate, I am afraid that only He Jin, or other generals, can enjoy such treatment.

Seeing a soldier raising his eyebrows, the puzzled face, and the searching eyes, Meng Xingsoul hurriedly turned his gaze away, and walked a few steps forward along the crowd, and finally stopped in front of a stall. "It's sharp." He couldn't help but sigh.

"Huh?" The stall owner didn't hear what Meng Xingsoul was saying clearly, and it was rare for a guest to come to the door, so he asked, "May I ask the guest, what do you want?" I have rouge gouache here, it's good to send it to the girl's house, and a comb and copper mirror..."

"No need." Meng Xingsoul waved his hand, turned around, and blended into the flow of people again.

Those guarding the gate are definitely the kind of elite soldiers who have fought a hundred battles, and only the elite soldiers of a hundred battles have such a keen perception, a perception that is almost intuitive. Just observing it would cause them to react, but fortunately, Meng Xingsoul had already known this, and his eyes were just inquiry, not a trace of killing intent.

Otherwise, the other party will have a feeling of being targeted, a foreknowledge of danger. You must know that even Meng Xingsoul has already exercised this beast-like intuition, it can be said that there are a pair of eyes behind him, as long as someone stares at him for a long time, Meng Xingsoul will feel a strange feeling coming from behind.

"The three-meter-high wall, there is no climbing around it, and there is a circle of inclined tiles at the top of the wall, as long as there is an external force, it may fall. It's not easy to do. Meng Xingsoul touched his chin and fell into thought, "There is also intelligence, there are hunting dogs patrolling the mansion at night in the mansion, plus these elites of a hundred battles, it is estimated that it is very difficult to sneak in." ”

"Not to mention, where the other party's living room is, and how strong the guards around them are, these are even more unknown."

Meng Xingsoul couldn't help but shake his head, there were so many difficulties just to be seen, not to mention how difficult it would be to really implement. But he's not ready to give up, it's because it's hard, it's fun, isn't it? If it's not difficult, then there won't be a real killer in the killer building.

"Do it on the road?" As soon as this idea appeared, Meng Xingsoul felt that it was feasible. However, they should only have one chance, and if they don't succeed once, they will never have another chance, so their preparation must be to the point where they can defeat the protective force beside He Jin in one fell swoop.

It's just that...

It turned out that Meng Xingsoul didn't care about the situation in Luoyang City, but looking at the tasks in the Luoyang branch of the killer building, he could also guess that now in Luoyang City, the two forces collided with each other. There is also a specific description in the intelligence of the Luoyang City Branch, which is just a confrontation on the dark side, but it is precisely this that makes Meng Xingsoul feel tricky.

Otherwise, how could he care which force dies or rises wildly? It's all because it's just a confrontation on the dark side, which proves that no matter which side of the main person, the guards next to him will only be more and not less, and they are in a state of extreme vigilance.

This is also the reason why the earth-level to heaven-level commissions he can receive are all dangerous commissions with bright red colors, and this is the reason.

Killers, assassins are generally able to kill targets, and they can only succeed when the target is lax and defenseless. Once the other party is vigilant and has a corresponding arrangement, then the difficulty will be infinitely higher. Not to mention, on the list of commissions of the Luoyang Branch, the target of each commission is an important official in the imperial court, or a powerful person.

If you want to kill them, it is equivalent to fighting against the power in the hands of the other party, and that kind of difficulty, even if the entire killer building is mobilized, it will not be able to catch it.

Hard, hard, hard.

Rao is Meng Xingsoul, and he has to admit that no matter which of these commissions he is, it makes him feel tricky. He Jin is like this, let alone the ten permanent servants, the latter is the eunuch and eunuch in the palace, and they usually serve in the palace, if you want to find out when they leave the palace, the current killer building can't do it to this extent.

As a killer, Meng Xingsoul did not lack time, he once spent a full month to find out the law of a target's actions and his schedule, and finally assassinated him. So time is one of the successful partners for a killer. Because time can make a person from vigilant to lax, because time can make him understand a person better and understand how to kill this person.

The current Luoyang City is also the most lacking in time. Although Meng Xingsoul didn't care about those times, he also understood that before Dong Zhuo entered Luoyang City, if he didn't complete these commissions, there would be no commissions.

At that time, the overall situation had been decided, and every goal entrusted to it should have died at that time. Not to mention that Luoyang City will be purged in the future, and the army under Dong Zhuo's command will not care who you are, but will only do it directly.

Someone brushed Meng Xingsoul's side, and at this moment, Meng Xingsoul's face immediately sank. "Look for death." His hand quickly stretched out and grabbed the other party's hand that he didn't have time to withdraw, and in that palm, it was Meng Xing's soul money bag that he was holding.

Meng Xingsoul is a killer, and he would not have cared about such a thing, because he would only hide all his edges, hide himself, and make others unable to see through his identity. It's like a knife, the moment it comes out of its sheath, it's wrapped in a dull scabbard, and no excess part is revealed. Only when it is unsheathed, that is when a knife is at its sharpest, because it will be accompanied by blood flowers.

A murderous knife is never admired or flaunted. The killer is also a person who specializes in killing people, and he doesn't do superfluous things, but Meng Xingsoul hates being disturbed when he thinks about things the most, not to mention, his money is not so good.

That's all his life's money, even if it's a little, if Meng Xingsoul doesn't say that it's okay, no one can take it. He's not a big wrongdoer!

The palms of his hands were clenched, there was no trace of fluctuation on Meng Xingsoul's face, and he came out with all his strength, and the sound of bones shattering sounded crisp and pleasant in his ears. The hand that his palm grabbed had already been crushed by him, and this was just a small punishment, otherwise Meng Xing Soul would not be just like this, he would still kill him.

The money bag fell, and Meng Xingsoul's palm was released in an instant, and he grabbed the money bag in his hand. The pickpocket sat on the ground with his teeth bared and his face full of pain.

"Huh?" Meng Xingsoul sighed lightly, the disdain at the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, it seemed that he waved away not just a fly, but a hornet's nest.

Among the pedestrians around, five or six big men were slowly approaching him with a cold smile. There was a dagger hidden in the palm of one of their hands behind them, and it was obvious that after Meng Xingsoul had eliminated their companions, these big men were going to come and return the tooth for a tooth and make Meng Xingsoul pay the price.

It's just that these people's actions that they thought were secretive fell into Meng Xingsoul's eyes, compared to the real masters of concealment, these people's lame methods are very ridiculous.

"That's..."Meng Xingsoul's face changed suddenly, he rushed forward directly, and as soon as his hind feet left, he heard a roar from behind him, accompanied by a terrible scream. A stone flew and hit him on the back, and it hurt faintly.

Meng Xingsoul didn't see what was happening behind him because he had his back to him, but he probably knew that the pickpocket with the third hand just now must be dead now. He didn't look back, and he didn't have time to turn back, the kind of murderous lock, almost like a shadow, made the cold hairs on Meng Xing's soul stand upright.

Starting from the first step, Meng Xingsoul's second and third steps, every leap is extremely fast. Without a moment of hesitation, and without continuing to hide himself, the moment he was locked in, Meng Xingsoul knew that if he didn't completely get rid of the owner behind him with a sharp gaze like an eagle, he would die here!

That kind of alarm, almost crazy, he is really going to die here!

"Bang, bang."

When Meng Xingsoul's figure moved forward quickly, every time he just left his original position, the next moment there would be such a sound of something piercing through the stone slab. Death is like a shadow, Meng Xingsoul is constantly improving his speed, as long as he slows down a little, he will die!

Behind him, four feathered arrows stood on the stone slabs at intervals, and the arrows were so deeply embedded that they pierced through the slabs. The feather arrows on the stone slab closest to Meng Xing's soul were still trembling continuously, and the tail feathers were whistling.

This kind of arrow, such a force, even if it is half a knuckle thick, shows this scene, which is enough to make people frightened. If you can shoot into the slate, then when the arrow passes through the human body, there is little that can stop it!

"Ahh

Screams erupted, and pedestrians fled in all directions, and were discovered as early as the first feathered arrow appeared, and when there was an additional corpse on the ground. Even the most sluggish pedestrian could sense that something was wrong, the whistling sound of the arrows almost suppressed the noise of most of the long street, and with the corpses, even a fool knew what was going on.

The entire long street was chaotic at this time, full of pedestrians running away, and among these pedestrians, Meng Xingsoul seemed so unnoticed. He was also running, running faster than anyone else, and the feeling of pins and needles in his back let him know that even with the cover of the crowd, he was still locked in.

So, only run faster!

Meng Xing roared and tried his best to escape.

(End of chapter)