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Three days later, in the morning, a group of troops returned to the capital.

After returning to Beijing, Jun Beimo sent someone to call the emperor to tell him, and then ordered someone to put Jun Wenwei on death row and strictly guarded him.

In a fief that was about to enter a small place on the border, a young man of the same age as Jun Wenwei was sitting in the study, holding a letter in his hand and reading it carefully.

After reading it, he took a deep breath before putting the letter down.

This letter was sent back by his own peek in the capital, but I didn't expect that fool to fail like this.

He had thought that the idiot would be able to kill the regent in one fell swoop, leave the army leaderless, and then snatch the throne.

Even if you can't kill the Regent, you should be able to inflict a heavy blow on him and devastate the entire country.

In the end, what he didn't expect was that the regent uprooted the fool without a single soldier.

This also frustrated his calculations, he wanted to take advantage of that fool to inflict a heavy blow on the vitality of the whole country, and then send troops, when the time comes, the chances of snatching the throne will be greatly increased.

However, it was this incident that made him realize how powerful Jun Beimo was. If you want to start an army in the future, you have to make all preparations to increase your chances of victory.

However, at this time, he also had a note in his heart that this plan could not only win the throne, but also be the kind that could be captured effortlessly.

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In the capital, Jun Beimo returned to the palace and washed away the dust on his body.

And Gonggong He didn't dare to stay for a moment, and returned to the palace to report to the emperor.

Jun Beimo and his entourage escorted Jun Wenwei back, and the civil and military officials in the court knew about it for the first time.

None of these well-informed civil and military officials came out, and they all chose to shrink into their own mansions, so as not to be contaminated with unnecessary disasters.

This incident also spread among many people, and many people went to watch the prisoner car.

At that time, Jun Wenwei, who was in the prison car, looked at these sneering people numbly, and had indescribable feelings in his heart.

In the past, when they were infinitely beautiful, these lowly people didn't even have the qualifications to see themselves, and even if they saw themselves, they all had to kneel on the ground and bow to themselves.

Until now that he was on cold and damp death row, he couldn't get out of his own world for a long time.

Looking at the small window high up in the wall that was only big enough for a hand to stretch out, and looking at the beam of light shining through the window, he didn't have to give birth to a longing in his heart, which was a desire to live.

At night, a circle of black-clothed men surrounded the houses of several officials or their remote mansions.

The men in black infiltrated their mansions, their intentions clear, and they all swooped towards the trap where they could hide a large number of people.

Their stealth skills and hidden weapons are very powerful, and along the way, they killed all the dead soldiers who were in charge of guarding with hidden weapons, and no one noticed their arrival.

When he arrived at the mechanism that he had already figured out, the man in black led by him opened the door of the mechanism in the way he had searched.

This stone gate is very secretive. It's in a cave in a rockery.

When the stone door slowly opened, the situation inside immediately appeared in everyone's sight.

The inside of the cave is cut out of stone bricks, and it is only the size of two people walking side by side. As for where it will lead, they do not know.

The group was very well trained to infiltrate and kill all the dead men guarding the tunnels with hidden weapons.

After walking for about two quarters of an hour, the road began to widen.

As they walked deeper and deeper, the group of men in black heard the sound of training not far away.

The leader immediately raised his hand in a ninety-degree shape, and then those people immediately stopped, and the whole person remained vigilant at all times.

At the end of the tunnel was a hollowed-out training ground, which was large and made of stone.

There are also neat houses around, as if this is a dungeon.

And a group of people who were training on the training ground, this group of people was wearing only a pair of black pants and shirtless.

They were training desperately on the field, with only the occasional few people being lazy.

Counting them down, the number of people in this group is not much, and there are more than 60 large and small.

The men in black are very patient, and when they are gulping down water after training, this is also the time for them to let their guard down, just the opportunity to let themselves go.

The black-clothed man led by him immediately made an attack gesture, and the group of black-clothed people she brought later immediately understood, and gently took out her weapon and immediately used light skills to kill those people on the field by surprise.

Because they drank water, they either held water bags or water ladles in their hands, and they did not have any weapons. And because they were drinking water, they were caught off guard.

By the time they quickly picked up their weapons, because they missed the opportunity, a third of the more than sixty people died in an instant.

They didn't expect someone to come in, and now, although they have weapons in their hands, because they have just trained and their physical energy consumption is large, this group of people has all fallen into disadvantage.

After more than two quarters of an hour, on the training ground, blood and water spread out in all directions, and then merged into the lower part of the field to form a river of blood, exuding the smell of blood.

After checking that no one in the dungeon survived, the group of undamaged men in black let out a soft snort and melted into the darkness and left.

This night was destined to be extraordinary, and the underground palaces in several places were full of blood, and the soil under the floor was almost red. The death toll was as high as 300.

Several groups of blacks returned to a low-key and luxurious mansion, led by four black-clad men, who gathered together and walked towards the mansion's study.

"Lord."

The man who was reading the recital in the study lifted his handsome face, which was as hard as a knife, but his face was completely cold.

Looking at the door of the room, he said coldly, "Come in."

When the four people outside heard this, they immediately pushed open the door and strode in, with a strong smell of blood.

When they came to the desk, they immediately knelt down on one knee, clasped their hands into fists, and said in a respectful tone: "Back to the Lord, none of the three hundred dead will survive."

The person who is called the lord is the owner of this mansion, Jun Beimo, and this time he eradicated the second prince, so naturally he had to eradicate his roots.

In the capital, although the forces of Jun Wenwei's relatives have been almost hollowed out, their small actions in secret cannot be hidden from his eyes.

This time, it was also when the three hundred dead soldiers they cultivated were not ready to be eliminated in one fell swoop.