"What to do, Boss? Didn't the person who came to the mission tell you the name of the person we were going to kill? Eagle's subordinates looked at their boss's confused look, and finally couldn't help but whisper.

The eagle pondered for a moment, and then asked in a strong voice towards the large wave of people in front of him, "Which of you is the King of Jing'an??" ”

As soon as his words fell, everyone's eyes involuntarily looked towards Mo Hanqing.

Mo Hanqing's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, looked at the scar-faced man, was silent for a moment, and then said in a cold voice: "It's me." ”

“……”

"Oh grass, I really got it wrong!!" Eagle's subordinates couldn't help but reach out and tug at the hem of their boss's clothes.

“……”

The eagle was also a little speechless.

They lay in ambush for a long time, and they also painted the portrait for half a day, but they got the wrong person.

Mo Xiuzhu saw that they didn't speak, so he frowned and asked, "Who did you have ordered to kill me?" ”

"Ahem...... This ......" The eagle came back to his senses, coughed lightly at Mo Xiuzhu twice with some embarrassment, and then said embarrassedly: "Sorry, little brother, we made the wrong person just now." ”

"Got the wrong person?" Mo Xiuzhu was stunned for a moment.

"He's the one we're going to kill." The eagle stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Mo Hanqing.

Mo Xiuzhu glanced at Mo Hanqing in the direction of his finger, and his originally puzzled expression instantly became clear.

"Oh, then I won't ask, anyway, assassination is already commonplace for Han Qing." Mo Xiuzhu muttered quietly, then shrugged his shoulders and retreated to the back.

Mo Hanqing had a handsome face, looking at the thieves in front of him, and only felt a little speechless.

In the past, I still sent some professional killers to kill myself, why now, I actually sent these unpopular bandits??

Just when the two of them were at a stalemate, the originally silent mountains and forests in the dark night suddenly remembered a burst of slogans.

Eagle's subordinates suddenly said with a happy face: "Boss, the reinforcements from our cottage are here." ”

In just a moment's effort, Ye Qiqi and their 1,000 light cavalry were surrounded by layers of bandits.

Murong Hongyu raised his eyes and swept around, those bandits with swords, to say the least, there were about three thousand.

Although dealing with these more than 3,000 bandits is not a big deal for their 1,000 light cavalry, after all, their main task at the moment is to support the front line in northern Xinjiang......

Seeing that the thieves in his village were coming, the eagle suddenly came to his senses, and he said proudly to Mo Hanqing: "Be honest, hand over your little life, you are so small in number, you will definitely not be able to beat us!" ”

Mo Hanqing frowned, stared directly at the eagle and did not speak.

Ye Qiqi stood aside and stared at the eagle carefully for a long time, and finally recognized him by the three eagle feathers stuck in the black turban on his head.

It's been so many years, and his three feathers are still there??

Ye Qiqi couldn't help laughing.

When these two groups of people confronted each other, there was a sudden burst of crisp laughter, and the eagle immediately shouted unhappily: "Who, who's=laughing at such a time." ”

"Me." Ye Qiqi took a step forward with a smile, looked at the eagle standing opposite him, and replied casually.