Chapter 111: Assassination 2
The eight of them thought that this mission would be completed soon, but the more they fought, the more frightened they became, and the skill of a child was so high.
In time, there will be no adversary.
The simple knife technique could not be simpler, but it contains infinite power.
They have a way to resist, and they have a move to wait, and they can't do anything for a while.
Sonorous γγγ poofγγγ sword light and blood shadow, blood rain flying.
One, two, three enemies γγγ fall and die!
Nanjin is engrossed in attention, and he doesn't dare to be careless, and a negligence will lead to a different place.
Watching their companions fall one after another, the rest of the people were red-eyed, and their moves became more and more aggressive.
A horse rampaged through the streets wrapped in a large net, and everyone who saw it avoided it.
Since the recovery of Xuzhou Mansion, the people in the city have lived a safe and comfortable life.
The streets are orderly, and the house is not closed at night.
The military discipline of his own army is strict, and there is no disturbance to the people.
Inside and outside the city, there are people who take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, and they all go to prison, who dares to make trouble?
Is there a horse that doesn't know whether to live or die? It's artificial!
Some civilians reported it to the soldiers patrolling nearby!
It was close to the North City Gatehouse, and the soldiers patrolled it without stopping.
The soldiers of the first team led by Chen Dahua were shocked when they saw this horse.
As the commander of the southern camp, how could he not recognize his mount?
The horses were wrapped in large nets, which clearly showed signs of fighting.
Seeing that the horse is not visible, the commander of the southern camp must have had an accident!
In the battle of Xuzhou Mansion, Chen Dahua was promoted to captain and became a lot calmer.
When he saw the horse, he stepped forward.
"What's going on? Stop the horse! Immediately report to Deputy Commander Yue that something has happened to the commander of the southern camp! β
There are also recruits in the team, and they get along these days and know Chen Dahua well.
Seeing that he was terrified, he stopped the horse and ran errands.
Yue Ming was panicked when he saw the comer, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he directly led people to see Yue Qize.
The master's attention to the southward expansion can be seen by everyone. If something happened to him, there was no reason to stop.
Those who dare to make a move against the south in Xuzhou Mansion are shooting at the master.
I'm afraid that the remnants of the golden people have not been cleared!
Knowing that the matter of entering and leaving the south was unknown, the pen in Yue Qize's hand became halved.
After asking the reason, he immediately hit his horse and flew away.
Yue Ming was in a hurry, and asked Zheng Pingyuan to lead the troops to go together.
Go south, you can't be fine, and you won't be fine!
No matter how profound the kung fu is, it can't withstand the endless wheel war.
What's more, the kung fu of several of them is not low.
The old man had a few more blood marks on his face, and he looked a little weird. "He's getting tired, work harder!"
I've done activities here before, but after a long time, I can't keep it!
Nanjin said stiffly: "I think it's because you are gradually losing your support, you want to kill me, in the next life!" β
If he is not hostile, he is worthy of fellowship.
It's a pity that there is never an if, there are only the weak and the strong, the survival of the fittest.
The young man said, "If you are caught, I will give you a decent one." β
Nanjin smiled: "A decent way to die? Joke, you come, I will also give you a decent, how? β
The smiling face in the blood is too bright and moving.
A killing field is a killing field after all, and pity is tantamount to suicide.
"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Hit it with all his might.
Nanjin was kicked in the chest by the old man, spit out a mouthful of blood, fell backwards, and fell straight into a large camphor tree in a courtyard.
The three of them were excited, and there were countless knife wounds on his body, and when he went down this foot, he was not dead, but he was also seriously injured.
He died, within reach.
The young man said, "Grandpa, let me come!" "I have to admit that he is a well-known man.
Eight of them beat him, one of them and five of them died, which is unique in history.
There was a hint of pleading in the old man's eyes: "No, this baby is cunning and insidious, you can't take risks!" β
"Grandpa, don't worry, I have my own coping!"
After the young man finished speaking, without waiting for the old man to respond, he jumped down and plunged into the dense camphor tree with his knife.
The two of them were unconscious and hurriedly followed.
It was late, and a cry of pain came out, and it was the voice of the young man.
A figure was thrown out of the bushes, drawing a perfect arc, and with a "bang", it fell to the ground.
The old man and his companion were anxious, and quickly stepped forward to help the young man.
I saw a dagger stuck in his abdomen, and blood flowed.
The old man immediately sealed the acupuncture points around him, and the other person took out a white cotton ribbon to prepare.
"I don't need you, I'll do it myself. Go, kill him! β
The young man opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "It's not γγγ hurt the vital point, cough cough γγγ" A mouthful of blood spit out, scaring the two of them enough.
"You γγγ you go with you, kill him for me, and you must not let him live coughγγγ"
Damn, he actually showed weakness and infiltrated alone.
I will never forget that scene, with an incomparably handsome face, and my eyes squinting easily, as if I was asleep.
The blood at the corners of his mouth was staggering, flowing onto the black placket and blending into one.
Red and white, red and black, surprisingly magnificent.
With a breath of distraction, he opened his sharp eyes and quickly got up.
Before he could see clearly, a dagger plunged into his abdomen, and he kicked it out, waking up like a dream.
He has been showing weakness, confusing them, taking the opportunity to divide and kill them, and solve them one by one.
"Go, ahemγγγ kill him!"
The old man said firmly: "No, you can't be fine!" Don't worry, if you don't say anything, we'll kill him too!" β
The other companion stood there with a white cotton ribbon, not knowing for a moment what to do.
"If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have your life."
Nanjin stood on the top of the treetops with one foot, pointed a knife at them in one hand, condescending and proud.
"You are now one dead and two wounded! You can't kill eight, with you, is it possible? β
He is not like the little doll who begged for mercy at the beginning, this is his true face.
Wise, calm, and unhurried. The real body hidden under the doll's mask.
The boy was so angry that he vomited another mouthful of blood. "Ahemγγγ you deceive people too much, I'm not dead!" I didn't die, I didn't see it!
Nanjin sneered: "You only have one more breath than the dead, sooner or later you will be a death, does it matter?" There are two left, one old and one stupid, and the injury is not light! β
"You want to kill me, in the next life!"
One of Nanjin's hands behind his back became a hard fist, and they couldn't be seen. His heart and lungs were damaged, and his internal injuries were quite serious.
Once you get your hands on it, you expose its shortcomings.
The old man was unmoved, what he said was not unreasonable.
It's just that he himself was not lightly injured, otherwise he would have escaped a long time ago!
Wait a minute!
The old man said to the young man, "You must not be angry now, lest you really have no skills to recover." β
"Ahγγγh
An ordinary dagger is all over the street, but his master is not ordinary at all.
"You bandage his wounds, I'll go!"
"Yes!"
The southward secret path is not good, and the old man is the person with the highest martial arts and the most experience among the eight.
He must have seen something!
It's over, it's over, I'm really going to be buried here today!
"Hurry upγγγ it should be around here, hurry up, hurry up!"
Chen Dahua's irritable voice sounded, bringing a burst of life.
The old man turned around and said, "You take him first, and I will come later!" β
"Old γγγ"
"Obey orders!"
"Yes!" The companion hugged the unconscious boy, and after a few steps, he disappeared!
"There, right there, Nanying Commander, we're here!"
The old man flew forward, and a long knife went straight to the heart.
Nanjin was stiff and weak, and when he found it, he relaxed and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The old man smiled grimly, and sure enough, it was the same as he had guessed.
Don't kill now, but when.
Nanjin threw out his whip and hooked the owl's tail on the ridge, trying to use his strength to dodge.
The opportunity is short, and it is not allowed to escape from the south.
The old man kicked at his feet, and a branch flew out, shattering the gray owl's tail.
The southward advance fell short at the cornices and rolled down from above.
Seeing that he fell to the ground, the old man raised his knife and was about to come.