At the beginning of the month, the sky was overcast, thick clouds, no stars and no moon.

It is the day when the moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is the day of murder and arson.

Lingcheng, the capital of South Vietnam, was immersed in the night at this time, as if it had fallen asleep.

At this moment, a black shadow passed silently from the roof, the movement was fast and extremely light, and a few ups and downs had fallen silently, and he bowed down, and the figure in the dark night robe suddenly merged with the surrounding night.

He took his breath and took a moment to look at the rooftop, and saw that the courtyard was heavily guarded, and every quarter of an hour a group of government soldiers would pass underneath, and it was not half a cent different from before.

But he was very calm, and he lay down on the roof for a few more moments, and only after making sure that there was really nothing out of the ordinary, did he spread his body and silently swept past the group of guards who were patrolling the court.

The guards felt as if a cool breeze was passing behind them, and when they looked back, they saw nothing. As everyone knows, when they turned back, a figure had slipped under their noses, and went straight to the inner court.

Even late at night, the study room in the Prime Minister's Mansion of South Vietnam was still brightly lit. In recent years, most of the state affairs have been handed over to the prince and the prime minister, and the state has inherited the emperor's kindness, and he has become more and more diligent, often eating and drinking, busy until late at night. It's the same today, especially the recent chaos between the DPRK and China, Mao Rangjie is also very bored in his heart, and when it comes to the third watch, he hasn't stopped.

In front of him was a white fold, on which only a few words were written, and the pen was picked up and put down, put down, picked up again, hesitated several times, but did not put down the pen.

After a long time, Mao Rangjie finally sighed, put down the pen in his hand, and decided to get up, put things aside for the time being, and go back to the room to rest and then make plans.

Who knows, at the moment when he got up, the window was suddenly broken open from the outside, and the night wind blowing in made the lights and candles on the desk go out for a moment, and Mao Rangjie opened his eyes and saw a black shadow, carrying the night wind, and a sharp blade in his hand flashed under the candle flame with a dazzling light, which was rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes.

The man's movements were extremely fast, and Mao Rangjie didn't even have time to open his mouth to shout "assassin", the tip of the sword had already pierced the door in front of him.

But he didn't expect that there was a thunderbolt above his head, and with a "clang" sound, he picked up the tip of the sword that had pierced his chest, and Mao Rangjie stumbled under his feet, and sat back on Fang Cai's seat, opening his eyes, looking at the two black shadows in front of him, and the sound of swords rang out. Although he was a layman, he also knew that the assassin who came today was not an idle person, otherwise, how could he bypass the guards in his palace and get here easily, but the one who came later was even more powerful, but in an instant, the assassin was defeated by his sword.

It's just that before they could react, as soon as the man was defeated, his lips and tongue under the face towel were tightly bitten. Although the man behind him quickly picked up the scarf, it was too late, the poison sac in the assassin's mouth had been broken, and in an instant, the man's legs kicked out, a pair of eyes burst out, and a bloody mark slowly flowed out of the corners of his eyes and mouth, and the snow-white eyes were covered with strange purple and red bloodshots, and he was already dead.

Mao let Jie sit down in a chair and couldn't speak for a long time.

As the prime minister of a country, he has not been assassinated without it, but none of them have been as thrilling as this one. It's just that in an instant, he has stabilized his mind, and his eyes are blazing at the humanity in front of him, "Who are you?" "Since this man was able to rescue him at a critical moment, he must not be an accomplice of the assassins, but he was able to jump off the beam in an instant, and I don't know how long he had been lurking here, and he didn't even notice it.

However, the man obviously didn't mean to explain to Mao Rangjie, and held the sword in his hand and waved it at Mao Rangjie, and when Mao Rangjie's eyes flashed brightly, he had already stepped a little and swept towards the window that the assassin had broken when he came.

"Someone!" Mao Rangjie shouted urgently, but the sound fell, and the black shadow had already rushed into the thick night like a cloud of smoke, and it was no longer to be found.

When the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion broke into the study as if they were facing a great enemy, they only saw the Prime Minister sitting on a chair with a sinking face, but looking out of an open window, I don't know what he was thinking, and a terrible corpse on the ground, which had not yet lost its temperature.

At the other end of the mausoleum, the ordinary mansion of a rich and noble family was still lit with lights and candles, but the remote side door was gently opened in the middle of the night, and the owner of the house personally welcomed in a mysterious guest, wearing a dark cloak to cover the figure tightly, even the face was covered by a hood, and it was not real.

The master of the house, who had abandoned the majority, and left only one or two henchmen, welcomed the guest into a well-guarded courtyard, and it was not until he entered the house, and only the owner and the guest were left in the house, that the guest slowly removed the hood from his head. Revealing a face with a short beard, a flat but somewhat fat, deep facial features, typical of a South Vietnamese face.

The master here didn't take a second look, and bowed lightly to the visitor, and said with a slight smile in his mouth, "Lord Wu." What he said was the official words of a famous man.

The person known as "Lord Wu" nodded slightly, his face was upright but not contemptuous, "Boss Yue, I have discussed the matter with His Highness earlier, the meaning of the late night visit, Boss Yue should understand, is that thing still there?" "Although Lord Wu's official language has a slight accent, it seems a little weird, but he can still speak it completely, and it does not prevent people from understanding it.

"Naturally, it's there." The person known as "Boss Yue" was dressed as a famous businessman, with satin clothes, silver crown and hair, two mustaches, and a slight smile, covering up the businessman's slippery nature, but showing two rare sincerity. "Lady Wu, please wait." As he spoke, he had already turned around, walked into the inner room in three or two steps, and when he came out again, he held a baby-sized jar in his hand, and put it on the table in front of Lord Wu, and Boss Yue lifted the lid on the top again, and then let go, "Lord Wu, please take a look." ”

That afternoon, the Lord walked to the altar, reached in, picked up a little gray-white powder, put it between his nose and lips and sniffed it, and looked at it carefully for a while, although it was still that upright, but the depths of his eyes still revealed two points of satisfaction that could not be hidden.

Boss Yue had been smiling slightly and waiting aside, not making a sound. It's just that the roots of his ears moved, and he heard two sounds, and a pair of lacquered eyes flashed slightly, but his face was still the same smile, not more eager, and not alienated.

Master Wu clapped his hands, covered the jar, nodded and said, "Boss Yue's shop is honest in doing business, although I was fortunate to see Boss Yue's true face last time, but it was also the same at first sight." This time, I would like to thank Boss Yue for finding this rare good thing, this is what Boss Yue deserves, and if you need it, you have to ask Boss Yue for more help. ”