In the conference hall, only Zhang Jiao was left, and now all the generals of the Yellow Turban Army, big and small leaders, including Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, have gone to deal with the siege of the Han army. Outside his council room, there was not even a single guard, and the Yellow Turban wrestlers who should have been sent out by Zhang Jiao.

He sat on a chair in the middle of the council hall, and from the moment Sun Jian and Li Qianjun attacked the city, there was a slight condensation on his face. He looked up, and the wind of the winter night poured in through the open window, and the corners of his robe fluttered continuously, bringing a chill with him.

Outside the window, the leaves of the trees rustled, the shadows swayed, and the shadows flickered in the light and shadow of the room. On the trunk of the tree, a dark shadow lurked, motionless, and between the shadows of the tree, his shadow was also cut into fine pieces, mixed with the gaps between the leaves and leaves.

Motionless. Only a gentle breath was a little familiar with the half of the dark shadow's exposed face, a bright glow wrapped around his waist. Meng Xingsoul did not participate in the previous attack on the middle-level generals of the Yellow Turban Army, his action was to stay here after dark, waiting for the final attack.

Assassins like him, killers, are now hiding in dark corners. They didn't look at Zhang Jiao in the council chamber, even if they could see Zhang Jiao through the window, they didn't do it. That's because the gaze, though invisible, is qualitative, perceptive, and able to perceive the prying eyes of the gaze. Even if it's just an illusion, people will always act according to their feelings, and at that time, it became a coincidence.

Meng Xingsoul's eyes were closed, his chest slowly rose and fell, and he was seizing every moment of time to recuperate his spirit. He was now like a dagger hidden in the shadows, hiding all the edges, waiting for the moment to stab. Suddenly, Meng Xingsoul's eyes opened, and looking down from above, someone appeared in his field of vision, walking towards the council hall where Zhang Jiao was.

Zhang Banxian traveled all the way, and received many obstacles on the way, of course, those were not a problem. Under his current identity, in Guangzong City, he can enter and exit any place at will, that is, when he was in Julucheng, as Zhang Jiao's nephew, and later, the place where he often stood was behind Zhang Jiao.

In the field of vision, the outline of the council hall in the city of Gwangjong appeared, and as I approached step by step, the lights in the room became brighter and brighter. Zhang Banxian looked directly at the closed door of the conference hall, as if he could penetrate it and see the scene in the conference hall.

He could faintly feel that someone was snooping, but he was not surprised, because the owners of those eyes were now the objects of his cooperation. Because it was just a vague feeling, Zhang Banxian couldn't really find the source of those gazes and the location of the owner of the gaze.

Because in the darkness around the council chamber, trees, grass, and houses not far away, corners, as long as the darkness is in a place where the eye cannot easily explore, there may be a person hidden. When he was in such an environment, Zhang Banxian could also feel a chill in his heart, if it was the target of the Killer Building stepping here, he was afraid that what he would encounter in an instant would be a siege.

Luckily, he wasn't the target of the killer building, but their client. This made Zhang Banxian's heart settled, with the bottom, even if it was him, there was no way to survive the siege of so many people, right? At least he can't, but if it's Zhang Jiao, it's not necessarily, even if Zhang Jiao is not one of those powerful generals, but the strength he has will definitely not be inferior.

Zhang Banxian smiled lightly, stood still, and stopped in front of the door of the council hall. The door is close at hand, just stretch out your hand, and with a gentle push, you can push it open, but Zhang Banxian is a little hesitant now. Because the man inside the gate was also the one who could often only see his back, and he was also the one who guided him on this path. It is also a mountain that he has to face.

But this is the kind of person he gets, but he is the object that Zhang Banxian wants to attack now, and it is also the person he wants to seize power. No matter how much preparation you make, at this moment, there will be doubts, and the door in front of you, pushed open, means facing the corner. I've thought about the same scenario countless times before, and I've gone through the plot he set up countless times, but when I'm really about to face it, I'm still a little short of breath.

The scene of Zhang Jiao killing the enemy with thunder and lightning came to mind, and when he stood behind Zhang Jiao, he only felt excited when he saw it. But when he imagined it now, he was only left with fear, because the thunder that could kill the enemy might be himself the next moment.

"Half-immortal? Come on in. Just when Zhang Banxian hesitated, the voice of Zhang Jiao sounded inside the door.

Plain, without half an emotion, and with a warm and powerful voice. Once Zhang Jiao used such words, saying that the sky is dead and the yellow sky is standing, and there is not much emotional surge, and the emotions of the soldiers in the entire Yellow Turban Army are completely mobilized.

Zhang Banxian settled down, stretched out his hand to open the door, the door slowly opened, the lights in the conference hall came out, and Zhang Jiao's figure appeared in front of Zhang Banxian. He lifted his feet, stepped in, turned back, and slowly closed the door.

At the moment when the gate finally closed, the Seven Kills wearing an iron mask appeared here, standing in front of the gate, leaving only a black back for the many people in black. No one knew what he was thinking now, and in the next moment, Seven Kills just said lightly: "Prepare for action." ”

This is the first time that the killer building is really preparing to assassinate the lord of this kind of power, in fact, before, they have also been involved in large and small events in the Three Kingdoms, but they are not known. It is definitely not the first time to participate in the defense of Beihai before, and it will not be the last. As for now, what they really want to change is the course of history, they really killed Zhang Jiao and let him die early, instead of dying of illness as recorded in history.

Zhang Banxian's arrival gave them such an opportunity, the tasks of the Han army, and Zhang Banxian's tasks, are undoubtedly the hands that pushed behind. There is a more important point, that is, the Killer Building, it's time to show their real fangs in the Three Kingdoms, and really start to spread the horror of the killers to every corner, starting today!

After hearing the order of the Seven Kills, the men in black who were hiding also began to act quickly. In other words, they had been prepared long ago, but it was only after Zhang Banxian appeared, at the moment when he stepped into the conference hall, that their arrangements were truly implemented.

In the grass on both sides, there were men in black assembling bed crossbows, and a bed crossbow smaller than the normal bed crossbow was rapidly appearing. And there are only two men in black who assemble it, their fingers moving rapidly, and the parts are being assembled at a dizzying speed.

They are people who eat by their hands, and the dagger can spin in the palm of their hand, let alone assemble a bed crossbow. Of course, it's not all the work of the hands, but also the memory and even the sweat. Because they had trained countless times before this assembly, in order to save every bit of time and make no mistakes.

In the creed that belongs to Killer House itself, time is life, everything. Every little time wasted, there may be an opportunity to slip away, because they rely on that moment of time to assassinate others. Killing people is extremely simple, people are sometimes so fragile that they will die completely in a breath. Killing people is the same as being killed, so time is a knife that can kill pigs and kill people, and the key lies in the mentality of the person holding the knife.

Similarly, while the two men in black were quickly assembling the bed crossbow, there were also three groups of men in black who were assembling the same as them around the council chamber. On the roof in the distance, one on the left and one on the right, two bed crossbows with crossbow bolts were already pointing in the direction of the council chamber. Their bed crossbow can be regarded as the smallest bed crossbow because it is easy to carry and disassemble, but the crossbow arrows used are also the crossbow arrows on the two bed crossbows, but they are not the crossbow arrows of the bed crossbows used by the Han army at all.

This is an armor-piercing arrow, an armor-piercing arrow that can easily penetrate walls. And that's not all. The corners on both sides of the sharp arrows are not flat, but have many spikes, which means that even if the crossbow arrow cannot hit the target, as long as it is gently rubbed, it can tear off a piece of flesh.

This is also restructured for Zhang Jiao, because in Zhang Banxian's description, the killer building has an estimate of Zhang Jiao's strength, and does not think that their bed crossbow can shoot Zhang Jiao. The reason why the bed crossbow appears here is to block Zhang Jiao's action space, constantly squeezing, compressing his activity space to a minimum, and after that, even if he can't shoot Zhang Jiao, he can rub a little edge, it's okay. And most importantly, the destructive power of the bed crossbow can destroy the entire council chamber in the smallest amount of time.

They were not afraid of too much movement, because the Yellow Turban soldiers outside felt that it would take time here. Long before this, they had long observed the movement patterns of the Yellow Turban soldiers, including the guards around Zhang Jiao, when they saw that there were no guards around Zhang Jiao, and now that the Han army was attacking the city, the attention of the entire Guangzong City was on the side of the city wall, and many killers were immediately keenly aware of this opportunity.

Isn't all the planning just for this moment?

A man in black walked slowly around the council hall, bending over, holding an altar, the mouth of which was very close to the ground, and a liquid was flowing from the edge, dripping onto the ground, and shedding a circle of marks. His movements were very slow, and there was not the slightest superfluous sound, only the slight sound of the oil dripping.

Yes, fire oil. This is also one of the preparations of the Killer Building, it is not enough to destroy the council hall with a bed crossbow, they also have to use flames to surround the entire council chamber inside. When planning to kill such a person as Zhang Jiao, no matter what, no amount of preparation can be overstated.

A man in black, holding a small bottle, was very careful to sprinkle the venom in it on the tip of a small crossbow arrow. Poured on one side, flipped to the other, and only then did they put the bottle back in the bottle after they had coated the arrows of the entire crossbow with venom.

Snake venom, this is the most primitive poison, and it is also the simplest that almost does not require too much concoction, as long as you can catch the poisonous snake, you can take it from the poisonous snake. There is a special logistics department in the killer building, which is preparing this series of objects, of course, these objects are very dangerous and can easily take people's lives.

The men in black took out a small crossbow and wound the small crossbow arrows soaked in venom and fixed them. Some of them directly aimed at the direction of the council hall with the small crossbow in their hands, while some of the black-clothed people put the small crossbow behind their backs, they were ready to fight in close combat, and there was only one crossbow arrow on the small crossbow, which meant that they had to reload the arrow, that is, there was only one chance.

Not only that, but the weapons carried by many black-clothed people were all poison blades, which had been quenched long before. One doesn't work, one dies, then there will be the next. If one arrow can't be shot, then the next arrow, there is always an arrow that can be shot, even if it just grazes the edge, it is enough.

Everything is done to kill people, as long as you can successfully kill the target, no matter what the means, it is a good means. In the killer building, there is no other means, a killer organization, of course, is born to kill people.

With the fastest speed, the killers of the Killer Building are ready, just waiting for a moment to come. Calming down, they habitually hid in the darkness, waiting, waiting for the moment when they came into contact with the light, which of course also meant that someone was going to enter the eternal darkness.

"Mr. Xuan Ling." Zhang Banxian stepped into the conference hall, looked at Zhang Jiao, who was sitting in the middle of the hall, and slowly spoke.

"You're here. I thought you wouldn't be back. Zhang Jiao also looked at Zhang Banxian, with a very calm gaze.

But in an instant, Zhang Banxian's heart seemed to be clenched by a pair of hands. What he read from Zhang Jiao's gaze was thorough, as if all his possession was pierced in this gaze, and he was found to have nothing, and all his secrets were nowhere to hide.

With an embarrassed smile, Zhang Banxian knew that his current smile must be extremely embarrassing, but he still habitually used such a smile to cover up his momentary panic. After a while, he quickly calmed down and calmly looked at Zhang Jiao.

(Forcibly water chapter, forgive me for being powerless at the end of every month!) Anyway, people like me who have no discipline, you have already seen it! So of course I am extremely calm! ）

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