Chapter 219 Murder is like Ma Gai Suwen

Li Hui touched the heads of the two little girls, "Don't worry, Brother Fuzi must be fine, he is very powerful." ”

"Go back and rest first."

Wang Zhuozhuo is not afraid now, this is the benefit of a big heart, anyway, there is nothing to do, revenge or something first

Don't worry, my uncles and uncles are still there, and sooner or later I will have to enter the black market myself.

In Chang'an, Gai Suwen was noticed by the guards on the watchtower with a knife on his back.

The soldiers in Chang'an reacted quickly and immediately began to move, and all kinds of news on the watchtower began to spread.

These sounds are not worth mentioning in the ears of ordinary people, they are very ordinary, just the cries of birds, drums, and indescribable flutes.

But Gai Suwen had already noticed this, he held the token of the Lotte Marquis Mansion in his hand, raised it high, and in an instant, the drum sound was gone, and all kinds of sounds disappeared.

The soldiers saw the token and saw the golden words of the Tang Marquis.

"A servant in the Lotte Hou family?"

"What is he going to do?"

"I don't know, look at it again, he has a knife behind his back!"

"No, tell the commander, watch closely!"

Gai Suwen found the alley and hung a cloth towel on his face to cover his face.

Tonight, the lights in the alley were dim, and the watchtower in this place could not be seen, and when the soldiers saw that the man entered the alley, they immediately became nervous one by one.

"He's on the black market!"

As for Gai Suwen, standing at the door of the small shop at this time, observing the situation inside, he slowly walked in.

There are also pinholes in the walls around them, which are left by Hou Ye's things.

Inside the shop, there seemed to be traces of repair on the counter, and there were a lot of pinholes left around, the shopkeeper's eyes flashed, he looked at the masked man, and immediately asked, "What do the guests want to see?" ”

"Kill."

"Hehe, kill, 100,000 taels."

This shopkeeper is unlucky today, how can ordinary people come here on weekdays, just looking at the big men outside is scared away.

Today, a few women came to see the rouge gouache, and they wanted to slaughter them, but they didn't think about it, and those people had sharp weapons in their hands.

This sharp weapon is unheard of, unseen, and shoots out a few steel needles in an instant, if it weren't for the fact that he hid quickly and hidden, he would have been pierced through his body by those steel needles.

He didn't want to leave a bunch of holes in his body.

Late at night, a guest finally came, and he opened his mouth to ask about the killing.

According to the previous rules, he made an offer.

But the other party's covered face didn't seem to care at all, and there was a coldness in his eyes.

"Do you think this price is inappropriate?"

"It's not."

"Who is the guest trying to kill?"

"Not really."

The other party's voice was full of chill, which made the shopkeeper, who had been killing people all year round, a little uncomfortable.

"Hehe, is the guest entertaining me?" The shopkeeper's eyes narrowed, and the small eyes that were already focused on the light flashed green in the cold.

"I'm thinking." Gai Suwen said word by word, "You people, how many can I kill with one sword." ”

In an instant, the shopkeeper's face changed dramatically, "Someone!" ”

A dagger also appeared in his hand in an instant, what happened today was a little strange, and the martial arts he had put down over the years had to be revealed today.

The dagger stabbed directly into Gai Suwen's neck like a poisonous snake.

He has practiced this trick thousands of times, even tens of thousands of times.

Because he is too skilled, he has become an instinctive existence, and it is this trick that makes him invincible in the past assassinations, as long as he is within three feet of the opponent, he can end this task with his eyes closed.

But this time, he felt a little strange.

The people in front of him, it seems, are not birds of him.

Of course Gai Suwen doesn't want to be a bird, this assassination method is too low-level, the dagger speed is extremely fast, the angle is tricky, if you say three points faster, then you may be injured in the neck, but unfortunately, in Gai Suwen's eyes, this shopkeeper's means are too slow.

Scold!

The knife came out of its sheath, the cold light flickered, and blood spurted out.

And the head fell to the ground.

Ordinary!

After rolling on the ground a few times, he finally opened his eyes unwillingly, as if wondering why he died all of a sudden.

In the box behind him, outside the small shop, there was a sound of rustling, and Gai Suwen was holding a knife, and his heart was faintly excited.

This feeling is familiar, where does it seem to happen?

This feeling seems to be inherent in my memory.

Hou Ye is right, he should be a person who fought on the battlefield, the more he sees blood, the more excited he is, and the more he sees more people, the more excited he is.

Gao Jianwen, Gao Jianwu, you robbed my wife, right?

One day, I will definitely kill Goryeo, take back my wife, and take back my own child who has never met yet! I want to make contributions to Datang!

In his memory, it seemed that everything was logical, and what Li Hui instilled had become part of his memory.

At this time, Gai Suwen's body twisted, flew up, and the long knife in his hand waved, like a farmer cutting leeks in the field

Blood flowed all over the ground, and as soon as the viscous liquid met the cold air on the ground, it immediately became slimy.

I don't know where the rat crawled out of the corner, smelled the blood, and rushed over, greedily sucking the fishy smell.

Suddenly, the big foot fell, and the mouse didn't even scream, and it died.

There were more and more people at the end of the alley, and Gai Suwen frowned.

It is said that there are a lot of people in this black market, and these people hide in the dark and dare not go to the road, so I am afraid that they will be killed one by one today.

Hou Ye saved himself and healed himself, and that kindness must be reciprocated.

You ants, these invisible garbage, let me sweep you up today!

Gai Suvin gritted his teeth and rushed towards the crowd.

Tonight, the people of Xinghuafang did not sleep well all night, there were always bursts of sound not far away, which made people shudder, and there was a strong smell of blood, and the children at home kept crying at night, and finally fell asleep, and the chickens began to crow.

The moon glowed reddened overhead, and a man stood on the roof, looking at the glimmer of light in the blind black light not far away, and in an instant he fell down and covered his mouth.

He saw a man with a mantle, like a demon god, with a knife in his hand and a face covered in blood.

Jing Zhao Yin got up early in the morning with anger on his face.

"Who! Who killed people in Chang'an at night? ”

"My lord, that person seems to be from the Lotte Marquis Mansion, and a soldier saw him show his token last night, which is the token of Lotte Marquis Li Hui."

"Lotte Hou Li Hui?" In an instant, Jing Zhaoyin was a little embarrassed, he was the biggest person in charge of Chang'an, but that was the Hou Ye of the Tang Dynasty, and he couldn't afford to provoke him.