When he counted to thirty, Fan Xian lifted the curtain, walked out of the residence, and looked coldly at the black carriage, the carriage did not seem to have a trace of abnormality, even the secret mark set by Wang Qinian in front of the car door was not moved, and the other party was indeed a veteran.

At this moment, the whole camp suddenly made some trembling sounds, except for the members of the mission who were fascinated by the drug, the cronies of the Qi Nian group who had been notified by Fan Xian all stood behind him, and behind him, there was a very heavy breathing, the sound of plowing the ground--it were three black dogs, the dogs were covered with leather coats on their mouths, and they couldn't make a sound at all.

Fan Xian scratched the roots of his hair that was a little itchy, waved his hand and said, "Open the door and let the dog go." ”

Wang Qinian waved his hand quietly, and as soon as his subordinates put the rope down, the three black dogs who had been locked up for a month had long been unable to resist the violent beasts in their bodies, and followed the faint smell from their noses, silently furious, and their four toes slashed on the muddy ground, turning into three black shadows, and rushing towards the camp with great ferocity.

At this moment, several cold lights flickered! Countless poisonous hidden weapons slashed towards the bodies of those dogs!

............ There was a clink, dingding

A few tearing sounds sounded, and after a few screams, the bodies of the two assassins were cut into three, their heads were cut into the air, and blood rushed everywhere!

A long knife slashed from below, bursting through the air and slashing into the armpit of the last assassin. With two thuds, the Assassin's arms were already out of his body like white lotus roots dipped in syrup, and he fell to the ground and bounced twice.

The leader of the Tiger Guard, Gundam, put away his long knife and returned with his back behind him, very chic and neat. The six tiger guards behind him also put away their swords at the same time, standing neatly in the middle of the camp, looking very handsome.

But this is not the time to pose, Wang Qinian has already swept to the side of the assassin whose arms were cut off, his sweep seems ordinary, but it is a few feet away from the distance, and the wings of the Supervision Yuan are indeed worthy of the name.

With a quick movement, he stabbed the Sen Ran iron pillar in his hand into the assassin's mouth, a stirring, a very ugly sound sounded, Wang Qinian reached into the opponent's mouth that was already bloody and fleshy, took out the tooth that hid the poison, carefully wrapped it in a cloth, and then took out the round wooden ball with a rope from his arms and stuffed it into the assassin's mouth to prevent the other party from biting his tongue and committing suicide.

The assassin's arms were cut off, and the blood flowed like a river, and he was already in pain, and when Wang Qinian was stuffed like this, he even had tears, snot, and saliva mixed into his mouth, looking extremely miserable and terrifying.

"I let the enemy into the courtyard. Wang Qinian frowned and looked at the assassin's face, and found that it was an acquaintance, "Fortunately, the method of hiding poison is still the same old way in the courtyard." ”

He then turned back to his subordinates and said, "Cure him, don't let him die, greet him well, and let him confess." ”

The subordinate replied in a deep voice, but said with some curiosity: "Lord Wang, you have already smashed all his teeth, will the toxins flow into his body?"

Wang Qinian was stunned, and said in his heart that he had been a civil official all these years, and he did have some hands, so he quickly took out the wooden ball from the assassin's mouth, took water and washed it, and fed a few antidote pills rewarded by Fantisi, which was a little relieved.

Seeing that he was about to stuff the wooden ball back into the assassin's mouth, the subordinate finally couldn't help but speak: "His teeth are all broken, how can he bite his tongue and kill himself?" Wang Qinian was embarrassed, turned around and scolded: "The official likes to stuff wooden balls in his mouth, can't he?"

――――――――――――――――――――――― when there was a lot of trouble in the camp, Fan Xian had already fastened his sleeves and trouser legs, turned his back hat over, covered his face, and escaped into the night under the cover of black clothes. The seven tiger guards with amazing sword skills also followed his figure in the direction of the three tracking dogs, silently all the way, not shocking the bright moon in the sky, but driving the reeds to shake gently.

The camp was guarded by people from the Supervision Institute, and there was a team of black horsemen left behind, so Fan Xian was very relieved.

Although the poison he poured into Sean's body was domineering, the most important thing was that even if Sean was expelled from his body with strong true qi, it would still leave a faint taste in his pores.

Sean himself can't smell it, dogs can, and in some ways, people are really inferior to dogs.

There was a cloud in the sky, dark clouds, and the moonlight immediately dimmed, and only the sound of the night wind blowing on the surface of the great lake and the sound of the reeds swaying could be heard.

Fan Xian's whole body was wrapped in black sè, and only a pair of bright eyes were exposed.

After discovering that Sean succeeded in forcing the poison, he planned the operation on his own initiative, after all, no one in the entire mission dared to oppose his opinion, and the members of the Supervision Yuan who knew the inside story were even more cautious, but this was also a very risky operation, if Sean really took the opportunity to escape, Yan Bingyun naturally could not be replaced, and a poisonous snake would stay in the dark forever, waiting to strike a fatal blow to some specific people in Qingguo. No matter what, Fan Xian couldn't bear such a big loss.

In the reeds in front of him, there were suddenly a few strange noises, Fan Xian twitched his nose, and through the layer of special fabric, he still smelled a faint smell of blood. The three extremely vicious black dogs seemed to be dead, and Sean was able to kill the three fierce dogs quietly in a flash, indicating that the other party's body functions had recovered a lot.

Fan stood quietly on the slightly wet mud floor, through the heavy reed veil, squinting ahead, calculating the distance between him and Sean.

He clenched his right hand and raised it, and the seven tiger guards who broke through the wind behind him immediately understood what the young master meant, glanced at each other, and scattered into the reeds, not daring to get too close to Sean.

At this time, Sean must have known that someone behind him began to pursue him, but the old man obviously did not forget all his escape skills because of his twenty years in prison, relying on the cover of the night, the cover of the reeds, and the blowing of the lake wind, he quietly fled to the northeast border.

Fan Xian knew that in that place, there must be someone to answer Sean.

He calmly ran forward, the domineering true qi in his body gradually worked, his feet were separated from the slightly wet mud, and the whole person rushed forward like an arrow, knocking the oncoming reeds into all directions, occasionally he would stop, carefully probing his surroundings, his fingers gently slid over the obviously freshly broken opening under the reeds, and his eyes fell on the pair of steady footprints left on the muddy ground.

Sean was going around in circles.

Fan Xian was following in circles.

In the night sè, the hunter and the prey go one after the other, but no one knows when the horns of the two sides will be reversed. For Sean, he had to break away from the control of the mission and join up with those on his side. For Fan Xian, he must grasp the opportunity he created this time.

Gradually, Fan Xian's eyes outside the black cloth became brighter and brighter, and the traces left by Sean became more and more obvious, it seems that the other party is old and frail after all, and he is no longer as brave as he was back then, and the poison infused these days is not given in vain.

Crossing the reeds by the lake and coming to the edge of a dwarf cedar forest, Fan Xian frowned slightly, and his eyes were extremely sharp, even in the dark night, he could still see that the footsteps beside the forest were a little messy. He didn't dare to be careless, so he slowly retreated, made a big circle, and inserted it from the side of the dwarf fir forest.

............ A very terrible whistle suddenly sounded in the dark night, and a black rope bounced up from the shallow grass under the woods, tying a person's feet and necks - it was a tiger guard who followed Fan Xian into the woods! The tiger guard was still in the air, his body was already extremely strong, and with a twist of his right hand, the long knife behind his back swung out, cutting the black rope.

Tiger Guard's whole body fell forward with the swing of the black rope, and he saw that he was about to set foot on the flat land.

A crossbow arrow flew over, and he was shocked to take the long knife, and when the crossbow arrow was knocked away, the whole body struggled back, half a step back from the place where it was expected to fall. As soon as his toes loosened, he realized that there was a pit in front of him, and there were a few simple traps in the pit!

Fan Xian stood against the tree, let go of the finger that was holding the trigger, and breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the tiger guard escape into the night again.

There were two cries of night owls in the woods, unpleasant and harsh, and a slight movement on a branch of a tree, the sword light in all directions suddenly broke out of the silence and turned into seven snow-like beauty, cutting through all the space there.

Countless blood clots splashed on the woodland, and with a snort, the leader of the Tiger Guard, Gao Gao, took a knife behind him, and took a picture of the dead man's face, shaking his head, it was obvious that the dead man was not Sean.

The fire was extinguished again, and the seven tiger guards appeared in shape, searching into the depths of the dwarf forest in a semicircular formation.

Fan Xian disappeared into the darkness, moving slowly against the trees, he didn't expect Sean to actually take the person who opened the car door with him, this realization made him feel a little weird. But he knew that Sean was still in this forest, because the poison that had been poured these days was still firmly exuding a faint smell.

Yue'er slowly floated out of the clouds, the forest was filled with silver light, Fan Xian gently pressed his palm on a tree, feeling the slight tremor coming from everywhere, and his heart was full of confidence to kill the other party.

Sean is in the woods.