Under the miserable white winter moon, Hu Lanjin led a few followers to gallop on horseback, and the cold winter wind almost frozen her eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The northwest of the Human Empire is vast and sparsely populated, and the towns are extremely scattered. After traveling about two hundred miles, he finally entered a small town. The town is far from Tamu City and has not been implicated in the war. However, the fear of the dead still made the town extremely depressed, and anyone who had a way out either went to the wolf city or took refuge south into the interior of the empire.

Hu Lanjin jumped off the horse and moved his almost frozen body. She looked at the town, where she could see the end at a glance, and saw that there was a small noodle stall on the edge of the town, with a tattered sign, and there was not a single customer on the stall.

Hu Lanjin glanced at the signboard twice, and immediately walked over with his entourage.

At this time, the boss, who was dozing off against the stove, heard the sound of horses' hooves, immediately raised his head, wiped the corners of his eyes, and greeted him with a smile.

Hu Lanjin gave a few orders to the owner of the noodle stall, and the other party immediately set up a square table, and the entourage sat down. After a while, the boss served a few bowls of hot noodle soup, and several people ate it with hula.

Hu Lanjin walked up to the boss and asked, "But there is still the noodles that were just delivered?"

The noodle stall owner glanced at Hu Lanjin's right hand hanging in the shadows, and his fingers were like orchids!

He immediately looked nervous and said in a low voice, "Your Excellency is Elder Bach's envoy?!"

Hu Lanjin flipped his palm, and a black card flashed in his palm.

The noodle stall owner's eyes lit up, and he immediately took out a letter from his bosom and said softly: "My lord, this is just at dusk. ”

Hu Lanjin took it in his hand and checked that the wax mark was still intact.

When the stall owner left, she immediately took out the stationery, which was blank. With a slight touch of her hand, fluorescence appeared on the paper, and the words were clear.

After a while, the entourage outside put down the dishes and chopsticks, and they had eaten and drunk enough, and rested properly.

Hu Lanjin immediately said: "Boss, settle the bill!"

The noodle stall owner cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and said, "Twenty dollars!"

Hu Lanjin threw out a gold coin: "No need to look for it!"

The stall owner took the gold coin, but sighed again.

Hu Lanjin looked at him and said, "Is there anything else?"

The owner of the noodle stall said in a low voice: "The subordinates are soft-spoken, and they shouldn't have talked much, but I finally met your envoy, and I asked your envoy to convey a few words to Elder Bach on his behalf......"

Hu Lanjin nodded: "Please speak!"

The stall owner's lips moved a few times, as if he was still a little hesitant, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Please tell Elder Bach that I hope the elder can restrain the faceless black widow." If this continues, the inheritance left by Lord Odolph will be lost by her sooner or later. ”

As soon as the words faceless black widow came out, the noodle stall was immediately condensed by the cold air.

Hulan Jin said coldly: "Do you want to die? Dare to be disrespectful to Lord Jin!"

The retinue immediately sealed off all possible escapes.

The noodle stall owner looked up with a sneer and said, "What kind of adult is the faceless black widow? I am a lonely old man who has half a foot in a coffin, and I moved to the northwest forty-five years ago, although I have not done anything great, but I have never thought that I can die well." However, if I die at the hands of my own people in the end, I am really unwilling!"

Hu Lanjin said: "It seems that you are also one of the splitters who want to be republican!"

The noodle stall owner shook his head and said, "It's true that I want a republic, but I am by no means a divisive!"

Hu Lanjin said: "Don't you know that the republic is dead?"

The owner of the noodle stall said: "As long as we are still here, the republic will not die!"

Hu Lanjin sneered: "You are the only ones who are willing to guard the rotten wood of the God-given Republic!"

The noodle stall owner's face changed and he said: "What do you mean by what your envoy said? Could this be what Elder Bach thinks? It seems that I have found the wrong person! You are greedy for wealth and wealth, and you don't want to avenge Lord Odof, and you don't want to restore the republic, how can you be our lord? If you want to kill me, please do it!" After saying that, he closed his eyes, and was about to die with his hands tied!

Hu Lanjin looked at the old man with a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, and suddenly smiled: "Your Excellency is also an old man from the Secret Spy Academy, I will not kill you." But I'm curious, if I heard me right, what you said was 'we', are there many people in the Northwest who are as thoughtful as you, and you have private contact?"

The noodle stall owner's face changed, and he opened his eyes suddenly, as if he realized that his mistake might set off another bloody killing inside the secret house.

Hu Lanjin smiled: "It seems that I really didn't guess wrong......"

The noodle stall owner's face turned pale, and he knew very well what would happen next, and his eyes were sad and desperate...... However, before he could make a move, he heard the click of his jaw that was already out of place, and a black pill fell from his mouth to the ground, making a burning sound.

Hu Lanjin waved her hand again, the other party's chin had been reset, and she said helplessly: "I said, I won't kill you, let alone kill any of you!

Also, find anyone you can trust, and I'll give you a chance to serve the republic when I return. ”

The owner of the noodle stall looked at the woman wearing a mask in front of him, and showed a suspicious expression: "Who are you? Why do you want us to trust you, and why do you give us a chance to restore the republic?"

Hulan Jin took out a small fine iron token and handed it to the other party: "It doesn't matter who I am, since you trust Elder Bach, then with this token, you can get the help of the Faceless One, and you can even meet Lord Jin directly!

In vain, you pride yourself on being strong, but you don't know that the person you really should hate is not Lord Jin, her hands are not stained with half a drop of her own blood, the real murderer is actually ......" Hu Lanjin suddenly waved his hand: "Forget it, this is not what you should know, knowing too much will only cause death, so do it yourself!"

When she had finished speaking, she rode away.

The noodle stall owner looked at the fine iron token in his hand, then looked at the few people who were far away, suddenly clenched his fists, and turned around and walked towards a locked shop.

After a few loud noises of varying lengths, the shop was opened, and he dodged in.

There were more than a dozen people in the room, standing or sitting, and one captive was unconscious, his face blurred with flesh and blood.

The noodle stall owner who walked in wiped his face, but changed to another one, looking sick, pale, as if he had been seriously injured not long ago.

The sick man said, "I'm sorry, Lord Nighthawk, my subordinates have failed!"

The one in the middle known as Lord Nighthawk said, "The Faceless Black Widow has seen through your identity?"

Sick and humane: "No, she didn't see through my identity. However, I can tell that she really has no intention of launching another purge!

I wanted to kill myself to deepen her suspicions, but she knocked out the poison! She also said: "She is not the one who initiated the purge, but someone else!"

Nighthawk said: "Don't be deceived by her, the faceless black widow studied under Elder Bach, and is also the personal disciple of Lord Oldov, and is the best at disguise. It's impossible to hear what she really thinks from her words!

If, as you say, she refuses to launch a purge, our efforts will be in vain. Without the Great Purge, there will be no more people joining us, and how easy is it to restore the republic?"

The sick man took out another fine iron token: "Lord Nighthawk, this is the token she gave me, she wants me to gather all like-minded people, and say that there will be a task to restore the republic to us!"

Nighthawk glanced at the token, and immediately his eyes lit up: "This is Elder Bach's token?!" She is generous, with this token, she can dispatch 50,000 gold coins anytime and anywhere, and she can get the intelligence support of the Faceless people everywhere.

That's not the most important thing, though, and with this token, we'll be able to create chaos in no time. Let those who waver doubt that if they mistakenly believe that the Faceless Black Widow is about to launch another purge, they will definitely join us in our plan to restore the Republic!

Moreover, the Faceless and the Thorn have always been at odds, since we are using Elder Bach's token, let's attack the Thorn, and I think the Faceless One will be happy to see it happen!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone agreed.

After the plan was settled, Nighthawk said: "This place is not suitable for a long time, we have made a decision, so we will leave immediately and act separately!" He said to the sick man again, "You stay, if the Black Widow really has any task to restore the republic, notify me immediately!"

The sick man agreed.

Nighthawk pointed at the unconscious man on the ground again: "Remember to deal with it, don't leave the aftermath behind!"

After everyone had left, the sick man closed the door again, walked over to the skinned man, stabbed him in the heart, and blood gushed out. He sprinkled some powder on the wound, and in no time, all the flesh and clothes turned into a pungent green smoke and disappeared, leaving only a puddle of yellow water.

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