Fan Xianti kept the body of the Admiral Chang Kun, and swaggered out of the thatched house like this, anyway, there is a domineering true qi in his body, and with the blessing of Tianyi's mental method, his strength is not much worse than that of King Kong, and naturally he will not be tired.

On the clean ground outside the thatched house, there were a few dead people, who were the relatives who Chang Kun wanted to call to save his life before, presumably the martial arts of these dead people were also extremely high, but at this time, lying on the ground, the death was also very thorough.

Looking at the shadow that was yawning, Fan Xian threw the corpse in his hand over and scolded: "You still have to be careful when you kill the Admiral in the Admiral's Mansion." ”

"On top of the birthday banquet, there is a dead life. The shadow replied very talentedly, and said coldly: "You also know that this matter is too big." ”

Although what he said in his mouth was playing big, but there was not the slightest worry on his slightly pale face, as the real leader of the six divisions of the Supervision Yuan, the number one assassin in the world, assassinating a naval commander, or really can't let the shadow worry too much, and with the skills of the shadow and Fan Xian, even if someone finds out that Chang Kun died at this time, they also have the ability to go away before the encirclement is formed.

After all, Fan Xian was also a professional assassin.

The shadow grabbed the back of Chang Kun's neck, like a puppet, looked down, a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, and turned back and asked, "Deal with it as planned?"

Fan Xian snorted and said with a smile: "It's okay...... Anyway, your family is used to it, I'll move faster, but be careful, don't let people watch. ”

The hut was located in the middle of nowhere, covered by a clump of trees, and the subordinates of the Admiral's Mansion rarely noticed it. Especially now that the night is getting deeper, there is no candle lighting, it is pitch black, and who knows what happened. It's just that there are always people on the ground in the thatched house, and Fan Xian also knows that it is impossible for the shadow to cover his tracks for too long, so after saying this, he tiptoed a little, and the whole person was like a light smoke. Drifting to the side of the courtyard wall, pointing his finger to the wall, the whole person's body rolled out of the courtyard like a big bird, disappeared into the night, and disappeared nowhere.

The back garden of the Admiral's Mansion was quiet, and there was a faint sound of drinking and merrymaking in front of it, and when the birthday banquet was lively, presumably a few of the clothes of those dancing girls also fell to the ground, and no one found that the Admiral had been out for too long, and no one would have thought that the Admiral was dead at this time.

The Admiral's Mansion is about two streets away from Hou Jichang's house. Go north in the middle of this straight line, turn two corners, and there will be a very inconspicuous cloth village. After Fan Xian quietly left the Admiral's Mansion, he rushed here in the night. As soon as he turned around and swept through the door, he put his fingers together and gestured, and at the same time took out the Tisi brand tied around his waist and lit it up.

The lights in the room weren't bright, and it was obvious that they didn't want to attract the attention of the patrolling soldiers outside. When the boss of Buzhuang saw Fan Xian, he was startled at first, and after confirming the identity of the other party, he immediately regained his calm. He bowed his head and asked, "Immediately?"

"Right now. Fan Xian nodded, while starting to undress, while taking the cup of tea and pouring it down, all the way fast, even if his cultivation is extremely high, in this hot day, he still feels thirsty, and after taking off his coat, he asked, "How many people?"

The boss of the cloth village was busy taking out the clothes and related things with a few of his apprentices, listening to his question, he replied in a deep voice: "Seven people." ”

Fan Xian put his hand into the robe he handed over, nodded, and did not continue to say anything.

This cloth village, just like the oil shop in the capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty, is the hidden pile of the Supervision Yuan. Of course, this is not the Jiaozhou branch of the Supervision Yuan, the house of the branch office has already been illuminated, and Fan Xian wants to catch the generals in the Admiral's Mansion off guard, so he chose here.

Very busy dressing up, very busy getting rid of the disguise, Fan Xian didn't have to do anything, let the boss of the cloth village and a few other subordinates tidy up on his body carefully and heavily, which made him feel a little strange, as if a male model was changing clothes in the background.

In just a while, Fan Xian had already transformed into Lord Tisi of the Supervision Yuan, and the black official uniform on his body exuded a cold killing intent, extinguishing a lot of the heat on this hot day.

The boss of Buzhuang is the real organizer of the Supervision Yuan in Jiaozhou, looking at this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head, and great doubts surged in his heart, he knew the work process of Lord Tisi tonight, so he became more and more confused, why Lord Tisi had to venture into the Admiral's Mansion before, and afterwards he was busy changing his clothes and going to the Mansion to ask about the case.

In fact, even the shadow who was waiting in the Admiral's Mansion at this time didn't understand Fan Xian's thoughts, if he wanted to assassinate Chang Kun, the shadow would be enough, why let Fan Xian be so busy, and even a little embarrassed.

In fact, all this is just because Fan Xian still had a glimmer of hope before killing Chang Kun, and he always felt a little strange, in his heart, for the hand behind Chang Kun...... There is a deep fear, an enemy who does not know the name and strength is the most terrifying.

Pushing open the door of Buzhuang, Fan Xian walked out with his head held high, and the summer breeze blew the corners of his black official uniform, whirring.

Behind him, several people from Buzhuang also neatly removed their hats and shirts, revealing the dull black uniform of the Supervision Yuan, wearing official hats on their heads, and holding several important things in their hands.

The boss of the cloth village was holding a bright yellow scroll in his hand, and his apprentice was holding a long sword in his arms.

A group of eight people, in this way in the night of Jiaozhou, brightly and lively, went out lively, along the heavily guarded long street, perhaps bravely or recklessly walked to the Admiral's Mansion not far away.

In addition to the Qinglou is still lively, Jiaozhou City other than the Admiral's Mansion seems to be a little quiet, and a strange team like Fan Xian and his party suddenly appeared on the quiet long street, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Especially since this place is not far from the Admiral's Palace, so immediately an officer and soldier hidden in the shadows came out and stopped this group of people, ready to question them.

It should be the state army that maintains law and order in Jiaozhou, but because the huge sailor division is on the side, the officers and soldiers of the sailor division are also waiting for half of the master in this city, and gradually snatch the position of the state army.

"Stop, who are you, why are you still on the street in the middle of the night......

The questioning voices of the officers and men of the Navy Division stopped abruptly, because the young man in front of the strange line on the long street smiled at him, this young man had a handsome face and a gentle smile, but this gentle smile seemed to carry a majesty and pressure that could not be taken seriously.

The leader was a small school officer, who looked at the group more and more strangely, dressed in black clothes at night...... He subconsciously tightened his grip on the hilt.

Who knew that the strange group of people didn't even look at him, and even treated the weapons in the hands of these dozen officers and soldiers as if they were branches in a summer night, their faces remained unchanged, their faces did not fade, and they walked directly like this.

The junior officer was furious, drew his sword, and tried to stop in front of the other party.

As soon as the knife came out, it broke, and when there was a crisp sound, I don't know what happened, and the tip of the knife fell to the ground.

The cloth boss next to Fan Xian, who had already put on an official uniform, withdrew the knife in his sleeve, took out the waist card and lit it up, and said in a cold voice: "The Supervision Yuan handles the case, and the idlers avoid it." ”

In fact, the relationship between the Supervision Yuan and the military has always been good, and the Supervision Yuan rarely investigates internal matters in the army, so the officers and soldiers of Qingguo are not very afraid of the Supervision Yuan, but there are too many folklore after all, and the horror of that courtyard is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Officials are also people, soldiers are also people, tonight suddenly found a team of ruthless inspectors walking by him, and also cut off his own knife, the school officer still couldn't stop being afraid.

When he reacted, he found that the people from the Supervision Yuan had already walked to the street in front of the Admiral's Mansion! The school officer's heart was tight, but he didn't have time to report to his colleagues in the palace, and his eyes rolled around a few times, and he had not yet made up his mind whether to report to his superiors immediately, or to go out of the city to inform the brothers in the camp......

Of course, the armed forces guarding outside the Admiral's Mansion were not only such a small group of officers and soldiers of the Naval Division, but also those officers and soldiers of the Naval Division who were in charge of security issues on the side of the streets, all discovered the strangeness of this place, and immediately recognized the true identity of this group of black-clothed people.

Inspectorate Agent!

No one knows what the people in the Supervision Yuan want to do, they are all subordinate to the imperial court, and it is naturally impossible for the officers and soldiers of the Navy Division to immediately take out their swords and cut each other into meat sauce, and even more because they know that the Supervision Yuan is a secret service agency directly under His Majesty. Everyone's hearts felt a little cold, and they stared at Fan Xian and his party with hostility.

Under the gaze of dozens of pairs of hostile eyes on both sides of the street, a group of officials of the Supervision Yuan walked to the main entrance of the Admiral's Mansion. Fan Xian pulled his official hat up, scratched his hairline, looked up at the red lantern at the entrance of the mansion and the painting pasted on it, and said to the sailor's soldiers at the door with a smile: "The Supervision Yuan is ordered to handle the case, and let your family come out to receive the order." ”

The six pro-soldiers were staring at each other, but when they heard the words "Obey the Order", they immediately deflated, and several people glanced at each other, and some people quickly ran into the mansion to spread the word, but the rest of the people hurriedly opened the main gate and prepared to welcome the angel.

Fan Xian was worried that the matter behind the Admiral's Mansion would be discovered, so he ignored these rules, raised his feet, and crossed the high threshold of the Admiral's Mansion and broke in directly.

The officers and soldiers of the Navy Division looked at each other from behind, thinking to themselves how could there be such an arrogant person in this world, even if you were an official of the Supervision Yuan, even if you had a holy body, could you ...... You didn't come to raid the house, how dare you break in like this?

The people of the Supervision Institute broke in, and Chang Kun's personal soldiers naturally did not dare to slack off, followed in, occupied their own favorable terrain, and stared at Fan Xian and his party vigilantly, although they did not think that they would fight for a while, but they always had to suppress the momentum of the other party.

Fan Xian didn't feel anything, walked quickly to the door of the main hall, pushed the door in, and caught a glimpse of the pro-soldier who had gone to the mansion first to deliver the message was unable to find Admiral Chang Kun, so he had to say something in the ear of a partial general.

The silk and bamboo in the hall were still there, and the singing and dancing were leveled, and it was transmitted to the night city of Jiaozhou through the wide open door.

Fan Xian stood at the door, looking at this lively scene with cold eyes, knowing that Chang Kun's death had not yet been discovered, his heart was a little calmer, his face became colder, and he sneered and said, "Your Excellency is so interested." ”

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There was a sudden silence in the hall, and everyone was startled by this uninvited guest. Several reckless generals in the Jiaozhou Navy Division have drunk high today, and they suddenly listened to the sound of ** in their ears, and looked at Jiao'e in their arms looking out of the hall with a hint of fear, and couldn't help but look back, and found the line of people in black.

A general, Huo Ran, got up, thinking to himself who dared to disturb Lao Tzu to drink flower wine, so he wanted to scold...... Several political officials in Jiaozhou were heartbeat, and in the blink of an eye, they recognized the true identity of the black-clothed man standing outside the door - although the official uniform of the Supervision Yuan was inconspicuous, it was ...... It's too eye-catching!

Hou Jichang, who was sitting at the end of the seat, just smiled and drank gently, and talked softly with the prostitutes beside him, without looking his eyes this way.

And over there, the sailor general, who was about to scold, suffocated his dirty words back into his stomach, looked at Fan Xian at the door with disbelief, and secretly said that he was angry, thinking about why these black dogs in the supervision institute suddenly ran over.

A middle-aged man sitting on the side of the main seat slowly got up, smiled at the middle of the hall door and said, "I wonder what the officials came to tonight?"

Fan Xian glanced at this person and knew that this person was an important figure in the Jiaozhou Navy, one of Chang Kun's right-hand men, and Dang Xiaobo, who was famous for his resourcefulness.

The boss of the cloth village next to Fan Xian said indifferently: "The Supervision Yuan is handling the case, where is Chang Kun, the commander of the water division?"

There was a commotion in the hall, and all the people confirmed their conjectures, and they became more and more nervous and frightened, especially the officials on the Jiaozhou Navy side, who were even more eyeball-eyed, not knowing what they were thinking.

At this time, the Jiaozhou Zhizhou who was sitting above had to come out to speak, and the half-hundred-year-old guy coughed twice, and said to himself: "This lord, today is the day of Governor Chang's birthday, and if there is any matter, I can't talk about it tomorrow." ”

"This official is busy, please don't talk too much nonsense. Fan Xian glanced in the hall.

The governor of Jiaozhou was slightly angry, thinking that there were at least five or six third-grade officials sitting in this hall, and you can't be so presumptuous in the Supervision Yuan, so he said angrily: "Dare to ask for the name of the adult's official position." ”

Fan Xian said with a smile: "This official is currently the director of the Supervision Yuan, and his surname is Fan Xian. ”