！！！！ A series of exclamation marks appeared in Yun Ting's mind, and from the heads of these black-clothed men, he clearly saw a kind of look that could only be possessed after various training. They are not ordinary people!

"Plop, plop." The headless corpses fell to the ground, and the corpses shook the ground with a cloud of dust, and blood was dripping from their broken necks.

This is nonsense, how can ordinary people kill him with such a sophisticated layout? How can ordinary people, even death, have no fear, not even the slightest fear of pain! Even if they're gamers! Even if they can be resurrected, the pain they suffer before they die is the same. They didn't beg for mercy, they didn't even frown, and with such an indifferent attitude, almost all of a sudden, Yun Ting compared them with those dead soldiers in the peak of the dark war in his previous life.

What kind of organization is this? Why are you staring at yourself? Yun Ting had no reason, and his heart was cold, almost subconsciously, he decided that this must be a huge organizational structure. Otherwise, it would be difficult for such an organization to emerge in the land of one state and one city in Jinyang. And how to verify it, Yun Ting already has a plan in his heart.

Although he knew that he might not be able to dig out clues from the mouths of these living black-clothed people, Yun Ting still asked a little knowingly: "Wen Yuan, have you dug out clues from their mouths?" ”

Zhang Liao looked at the black-clothed people from beginning to end, including the moment they were pulled up, including the moment when the head was cut off, the head fell and rolled down, and the blood splattered from the neck, all in his eyes. Unlike those ordinary players who were watching, Zhang Liao's face had no expression, no fear, no fluctuation in his eyes, no fear, curiosity, fanaticism, inquiry, and so on. He was like an ice cube, without the slightest warmth or emotion, just watching.

It wasn't until the end that he sighed. You can't dig out a single word from a living person, and you don't have to think about anything after you die. The most I heard was the angry scolding in their mouths, which blocked the mouths of these people. Even before he died, Zhang Liao didn't remove the rags from their mouths, because he had already gotten the result from their eyes, that is, not to say two words.

"Nope." Zhang Liao shook his head, feeling a kind of shame in his heart. When he left, this happened to Yun Ting, and then Ding Tingshi took full control of the matter to himself, but he made slow progress, and these were like slaps in the face, crackling.

"Still." He paused, waved his hand, and motioned to the soldiers, "Drag the corpse down, and take a few buckets of water to clean it by the way." ”

After giving the order, Zhang Liao continued: "From the arrows used by these assassins, I can conclude that they are probably all Xianbei people. Because the Xianbei cavalry who raided us in the first few times used exactly the same arrows. ”

Xianbei people? Federation! Yun Ting immediately thought of the Federation player, Xianbei himself was one of the alien races, and in terms of his position in history, it was impossible for Xianbei to play such a chess piece within the territory of the Han Dynasty. Only players, Federation players, can do such a thing. It's just terrifying, it's too terrifying, to be able to play such a chess piece in Jinyang City in a short period of time, or even a large organization that has been formed, what kind of genius is his founder?

Yun Ting shuddered.

"General." The servant who was examining the corpse stood up and began to pray.

"I have examined it in detail, and all the scars left on these people are fatal scars, and these are probably the handiwork of this general and his general's friends." He said cautiously.

"Let's get to the point." Zhang Liao shook his head slightly, he knew that he would definitely not find anything in his work. I had checked it before, and there was nothing superfluous on these black-clothed people except for the black clothes and weapons on their bodies, and there was no way to prove the identities of these people.

"Yes, yes." He was a little embarrassed, and immediately began to say the most important part in a loud voice, "According to my inspection, these assassins are all adult males, with strong bodies and cocoons in their mouths, and they should have been specially selected and trained. In addition, some of these people have smooth palms and no calluses, which are probably specially maintained to hide their martial arts identity. ”

"In addition, from the corpses at this moment, I found that the bones and joints of these people are larger than our ordinary people, I don't know what the reason is, there is probably only one explanation? They are not the common people of Han China. ”

"It seems that it is really Xianbei?" Zhang Liao muttered to himself, and the cold light in his eyes became more and more abundant. The Xianbei people actually sent spies in the middle of Jinyang City in silence, and also bought bed crossbows from the munitions warehouse, and even their weapons can have the quality of their own standard weapons.

The governance of the state and Jinyang City are like this, what is the situation in other places? Does every movement of the army fall into the eyes of those who lurk in the shadows?

All this made Zhang Liao deeply worried, and he was afraid that a new storm was coming on the grassland.

"Okay, you go down." Zhang Liao forcibly suppressed the sense of urgency in his heart, waved his work back, and looked towards Yunting again.

"General Yun, I must now update the situation to Ding Tingshi."

"Wait." Yun Ting stopped Zhang Liao with a loud voice.

There was an expression on his face that Zhizhu was holding it, as if everything had been expected and under his control. Zhang Liao had just taken a few steps, and when he looked back, he saw this scene, and suddenly had a stronger desire to explore Yun Ting in his heart.

"Doesn't Wen Yuan want to uproot these crows in Jinyang City?" Yun Ting chuckled.

"What? Are you sure General Yun is not wrong? Zhang Liao was shocked, a look of disbelief appeared on his face, he was sure that he had heard correctly, that was probably Yun Ting wrong? At the thought of this possibility, his cold face loosened slightly.

It was rare to see this kind of expression on Zhang Liao's face, Yun Ting was quite complacent, and he said slowly: "Of course, I am very sure that I did not say the wrong thing. ”

"How about we just gamble on a drink?" Flicking his fingers slightly, Yun Ting proposed.

"Okay." Zhang Liao nodded without hesitation.

"Then wait and see, Wen Yuan, you will definitely lose. Remember to have your drink money ready. A smile on the corner of Yun Ting's mouth widened, turning into a brighter laugh.

He's got the bet to win anyway!

(End of chapter)