The man took out a cyan ball from his arms, flicked it out with a flick of his fingertips, and then hit the beam and burst. A faint scent of flowers filled the room.

"The poison in your body has been temporarily suppressed by me, if it is recruited from the truth, maybe I can consider completely curing the poison for you. The man said lightly.

"Dao Ye! the little one is recruited from the truth, and there is absolutely no concealment of anything!" The leader of the idle man was overjoyed, and hurriedly waved his subordinates away, and stepped forward alone to inform the man of the matter.

The time has come, and most of the ordinary people are full of food and drink, and under normal circumstances, if there is no other entertainment activities, the family should go to sleep. One of the upper rooms of the inn opened slightly, and out came a tall, thin man, dressed in green clothes and carrying a long sword, and his long hair tied up into a tall crown and heroic. If Xuanyi was here, he would definitely be surprised, it turned out that the down-and-out man who was dressed as a groom before was actually a junior disciple who was chased and intercepted by the two major forces of the Inner Government and the Fair Council. Unexpectedly, he escaped layers of interception and returned to Beijing with his extraordinary ability to disguise.

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"Guest, what do you command?"

"It's fine!I'll do it myself!" the man waved his hand.

The shopkeeper opened his mouth, glanced at the long sword behind the man's back, and still couldn't help but kindly remind: "Guest officer! The hour has passed, and a curfew is about to be imposed in the city." Moreover, it doesn't seem to be peaceful out there these days!"

"It's okay! I'll go and I'll be back!" the man walked outside without looking back, leaving only a figure in the flickering candlelight.

Xiao Er shook his head, got up quickly, walked to the door, he glanced at the black hole in the street, and then hurriedly retracted his head.

"Bang!" he gently closed the wooden door, keeping out the cold wind and endless darkness.

Wu Ya tightened his shirt, although he had internal strength to protect his body, but the cold night wind still blew his robe to hunt. He raised his head and looked into the distance, and there were several figures moving up and down under a street corner, and Wu Yan leaned forward in understanding.

Sensing that someone was approaching, several men immediately looked over vigilantly, and several people who were jumping up and down to warm up also pulled out their sharp blades and looked at this side demonstratively.

"It's me!" came Boundless' deep voice.

"It's Daoye! Put the guy away! You idiot!" the leader of the idlers heard the sound and hurriedly beckoned his men to put away their weapons, and came up with a courteous face.

Wuya glanced at a few people, nodded and urged, "It's all here?"

"Dao Ye, don't worry!" The leader of the idler hurriedly grabbed Wu Yan, pointed to his robe and said in embarrassment: "Dao Ye! Your dress is too conspicuous, I'm afraid it will be difficult to enter our gang!"

Seeing that Wuya seemed to accept his proposal with an expression of approval, the leader of the idle man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took a gray-white robe from a subordinate behind him and handed it to Wuya: "Dao Master, if you don't dislike it, how about changing into the robe of our gang." ”

"Okay!" Without saying a word, Wu Ya immediately took off his clothes and changed into the standard robe of the kamikaze gang: "It's not too early, act quickly!"

"Obey the order! Dao Ye, please come with me!"

A group of dozens of people quickly disappeared around the corner, finally reaching their destination after passing through several eerie alleys.

The leader of the idle man pointed to a two-story building in front of him and said to Wuya: "Master Dao, the former convenience is where the main altar of our kamikaze gang is located, and the gang leader Nan Muheng is in charge of it. ”

"Well, okay!" Wuya agreed, and then carefully looked at the small building in front of him, as if looking for a flaw to sneak into.

Seeing him like this, the leader of the idle man reminded softly: "Master Dao, this two-story small building in front of you looks square, but in fact, the entire exterior wall is coated with special animal oil, which is extremely sticky, and once it is glued, it is easy to take off!"

He then stretched out his hand and pointed to several other buildings around him, and continued: "Moreover, there are more than fifty crossbowmen hidden in these buildings, and once they find an incoming enemy, they will be waiting for them with arrows. ”

"Oh?" Wuya's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that the leader of a non-influent gang who was not taken seriously by him would have such a scheming, which made his previous contempt a little lowered.

"All you have to do is take me over to the house!"

The leader of the idlers gritted his teeth: "Dao Ye, come with me!" The group quickly approached the place where the main altar was located.

"Huh!" A sharp weapon screamed suddenly above everyone's heads, and a white feather long arrow stuck to the hair bun of the idler leader and nailed it into the ground less than half a meter in front of him, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling violently.

The leader of the idlers was so devastated that he fell to the ground on his knees, and wailed loudly: "My lord, don't do anything!

No one responded in the darkness, and only after a moment did a male voice come: "What are the members of the spy group doing at the main altar at night? The people in charge of the help have all stopped, and they order you to retreat quickly! Otherwise, bows and arrows will wait!"

"Okay! let's go!" the leader of the idlers agreed, and just as he turned around with a wry smile and was about to discuss countermeasures with Wuya, his side was already empty, and there was no such figure as Wuya.

In a room on the second floor of the Kamikaze Gang's main altar, the gang leader Nan Mu Heng was sitting at his desk and energetically flipping through the mountains of information in front of him.

A hint of cold wind made Nan Muheng, who was preoccupied, shiver, tremble, and just as he looked up in surprise at the window that had been closed, a palm gently rested on his right shoulder.

Nan Mu Heng's body tightened, and he wanted to get up with a sigh of surprise, who expected that a huge force came and pressed his whole person on the seat, and a faint male voice came: "Nan Gang Master, if you don't want your whole shoulder to be wasted, I advise you to sit honestly and don't move!"

"Who is Your Excellency, if you want money, there are 1,000 taels of gold and a stack of Tongtian Money Bank silver tickets worth 30,000 taels in the wooden box under the bed, both of which can be offered!" Nan Muheng's breathing gradually slowed down from rapid, and he took the initiative to open his mouth to send money.

"The little kamikaze gang leader is so rich? Tens of thousands of taels of silver were given away without blinking an eyelid?" the man praised playfully, and his hands quickly connected the dots on the big acupoints around Nanmu Heng's body, and then slowly paced in front of him.

Nan Muheng's face changed drastically, and his mind turned sharply, and several guesses quickly took turns in his mind. The person who came was dressed in the ordinary clothes of the kamikaze gang, and his appearance was not disguised, and he stood in front of him openly.

Often, the kidnappers have no scruples about revealing their appearance, either extremely confident in their own strength, or have no intention of staying alive.