On the edge of the slum of Jinmen Port, the Red Turban Tavern.

It was late at night, and most of the shops in the port were closed, and only the kerosene lamps placed on the street lampposts glowed dimly.

Only the tavern, dance hall or green building and other places are still lit up, and the noise is faintly heard, and this is the time for the opening of these gold caves.

The slum is the poorest and most backward place in the whole Jinmen, the residents live in poverty, gangs are rampant, the living environment is very poor, and the patrols rarely patrol here, so there are people from all over the Jinmen who are of the three religions and nine streams.

Most of the children born and raised here have become gang-controlled thieves or prostitutes.

The Red Turban Tavern was full of people at this time, and these men and women dressed differently but wearing red turbans on their heads were drinking and laughing loudly.

"I don't know what those black-skinned dogs think, but we haven't been able to find out about the case of the clothing store in the dock area. Hahaha! ”

A rough man put down the cup that had been dried with a bang, and mocked the patrol at the top of his throat.

"That's right. Those black-skinned dogs usually look majestic, but they are actually a group of silver-like pewter spear heads! ”

A thin man followed the yin and yang weird response, and laughed after speaking.

Everyone in the room understood and laughed together, and the tavern was filled with a cheerful air.

"By the way, pheasant, where have you made your fortune lately?"

On a table, two pairs of men and women were gulping wine, one of the men took a sip of the liquid in the glass, and as soon as the glass was placed, a rough voice asked the man opposite.

"There's no oil and water, Brother Scar told me to dig a pit for a young man from a watch shop, and the young man jumped in at once, and he will go to collect debts tomorrow, but that kid doesn't seem to have much money."

"Why don't you dig a pit with no money, you can't get anything!"

The first man was puzzled.

"Not really! That kid probably offended someone. ”

Outside the tavern is a small dark alley.

It was late at night, there were no street lights, and the only source of light was the dim yellow light from the windows of the Red Turban Tavern.

"It's so hilarious."

Thorn Thorn was dressed in black, wearing a black hood, hiding in the shadows, and his body was pressed against the outer wall of the tavern, listening intently, and muttering to himself:

"You really did the bloody murder of the clothing store in the docklands...... Oh, the Red Turban Gang, the wolf barbarian's Great Chongchao Jinmen Division Black Gloves. ”

There was a commotion in the Red Turban Tavern, and the gangsters in the tavern talked the most about where the kiln was new and when they had a fight with other gangs, and they told some jokes with colors from time to time, causing laughter.

At this time, the voice of the pheasant reached the ears of Thorn. After listening to their conversation, the corners of his mouth slowly sketched a sneer.

As expected.

Thorn pressed his ears against the outer wall, gathering useful information, and at the same time secretly thought in his heart:

"The Red Turban Gang is the black glove of the Tsumonji, but it is impossible for the low-level gangs to know these inside stories, they are gang members."

"A group of social residues, if they know that there is a court standing behind them, and the whole world knows about it?"

"The player forum has broken the news that this kind of black glove gang from the gang leader down to the leader, all of them are from the military background of the Great Chongchao. They directly obey the orders of the government and control their real gang members to complete the orders issued by the government. ”

"Survive this crisis safely, if you want to complete this task, it is no longer a matter that can be solved by killing Wang Gui, the pheasant and his concubine."

Thorns parted from the tavern exterior wall, and stepped into the dim shadows of the tavern windows, bending over and moving slowly.

In the dark alley, a pair of sharp eyes narrowed slightly, scanning the people in the tavern back and forth.

Fish gut stabbing swordsmanship is not only swordsmanship, but also includes footwork, stealth, and stealth skills, which were originally created by a famous assassin in ancient times.

Thorn, a master of the art of stabbing the fish intestines, surveyed everyone in the tavern through the window, and then his gaze fell on a table in the tavern.

There sat a middle-aged man with a scar on his face and a woman wearing heavy makeup. The two laughed a few words, and the man reached out and touched the woman's body fiercely, then retracted his hand and took a deep breath in front of his nose, looking extremely intoxicated.

The flamboyant woman is about a prostitute, and she is used to it, and she puts her body close to Scarface, pretending to be shy.

Two pairs of men and women at the adjacent table were drinking and punching there, so unhappy.

One of them, a pair of dog men and women sitting very closely, was the pheasant and his concubine who had teamed up with Wang Gui to frame him with a fake clock two days ago.

Outside the tavern, Thorn slowed his breath and stared at Scarface's every move.

"It looks like a gang leader in the dress, and he sits like a clock, although there is some disguise, but he is still not as lazy as ordinary gangsters, this person is most likely from the military."

The chosen target of the thorn lies silently in the darkness.

Nearly an hour later, Scarface stood up, and the prostitute followed suit, and put her hand around his arm, Scarface refused, shook his head, and said something, and the woman looked disappointed, and then walked alone to the tavern door.

Seeing this, everyone in the tavern hurriedly got up and sent Scarface together.

"Brother Scar, let's go!"

"Okay, don't send it, I have some personal matters."

Brother Scar waved his hand and said to everyone in the tavern.

Then the people gave up.

After a few more moments of Scar Brother's exit from the gate, the tavern returned to its previous atmosphere, and even became a little more enthusiastic.

Thorn waited a few more moments, letting Scarface walk out of the way to keep a safe distance from him before chasing Scarface in the shadows.

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Scarface's original name was Zhang Zheng, a member of the Xia tribe, and he was born in the army of the Great Chong Dynasty.

This black glove is not a good job, how could the Great Chongguan Mansion send its own compatriots to do this?

When he came out of the Red Turban Tavern, the cold wind blew in his face, and he felt that the wine had dispersed a little.

Then I walked all the way to the avenue, and walked all the way forward with the dim glow of the street lamp.

Zhang Zheng also tilted his head from time to time, and swept behind him with the corner of his eye, leaving only his footsteps and the dim light of the kerosene lamp behind him.

He nodded in satisfaction, then removed the red scarf tied around his head.

In the shadows of a distance behind him, the black-clothed Thorn Thorn saw the scarface's repeated actions of turning back, and the confidence in his heart, which was originally only fifty percent, had improved to seven or eight percent.

Zhang Zheng crossed three streets and two bridges all the way out of the slums, and then turned all the way into the suburbs of Jinmen Port.

It's a wilderness, but luckily there are street lights, and the dim light illuminates the way ahead.

There was no passer-by on the road, Zhang Zheng still looked around from time to time, and then turned to a small road on the right, and after walking for a long time, a lonely mansion appeared in front of Zhang Zheng.

The house is two stories high, the windows on the first floor are dark, the largest window on the second floor is still shining through, and the kerosene lamps are hanging on the walls, which emit a dim light. There is a guardrail outside the house, and there are two men watching the door outside the large iron gate of the guardrail.

They were looking around, and when they saw someone coming, their spirits immediately tensed, and their hands immediately touched their waists, and then they looked closely at the people, and their hands were lowered again.

Zhang Zheng took a few steps forward and whispered a few words to the two men, and then the two men nodded, moved their heads, and pointed to the door with their chins to signal Zhang Zheng to enter by himself.

Zhang Zheng nodded, walked forward to the house, and the figure disappeared behind the door.

On the path outside the house, in the shadows where the light could not shine, Thorn raised his head to see the figure of the scarred face disappear, raised his hand and touched the dagger hanging from his waist, and then looked around the mansion.

"There are two people at the gate, four people in the yard, they are all Xia clan in appearance, and there are three Zhuxia native hounds."

The four of them didn't chat, they all looked like they were from the military, each responsible for a direction, and they would turn their heads to look at their companions from time to time, with an interval of about a minute. Three hounds were patrolling along the yard. ”

"The good news is that these guys didn't carry firearms because they were going to play gangsters."

According to the course of the game, the popular firearm in the Eastern and Western continents at this time was the flintlock pistol. In the 80th year of the Great Chong Dynasty, the western continent was more advanced, and it could be launched five times a minute; Dachong's is a little behind, it is a discarded product of the Western Continent, whether it is used by the army or patrolling, it can only be launched two or three times a minute.

Thorn raised his head and looked at the mansion, groaning slightly.

It is impossible for the gangsters to be equipped with firearms on the surface, which is too conspicuous and a taboo of the government. Even if they are actually from the government, but on the surface they are gangsters, and someone really reported it, will the patrol come or not? But there must have been firearms inside their lair. ”

"This task...... It's not easy to do. ”

His mind moved, and he summoned the system again.

[Mission: Flying Disaster.]

Description: ......

Objective: To survive this crisis safely

Reward: Legacy of the Past *1 (depending on the method and level of mission completion)]

Glancing back and forth a few times, Thorn's eyes focused on the word safety.

Then he sorted out what happened to him in his heart:

"Mechanical seminar, I heard that this folk society has a background of the Xinlerui people, although I am new to it, but it is also on the government's investigation list."

"After all, there are a lot of overseas businessmen, and there are so many people who work for them, if they are all on the list to be investigated, then the government must not be exhausted to death? Therefore, the first investigation is to investigate organizations and individuals with overseas power backgrounds. ”

"According to the player's revelations, the people on the list are the first to check the background and relationship with overseas forces. If the background is sufficient, and the overseas connections are not too close, considering that the social impact of such a character is not small, the government will send people to keep an eye on it, and wait for changes to make decisions. ”

"And a small person like me, who is poor and has no background and has joined this kind of society, is the favorite target of the government, and it is effortless to deal with it, and it can be used as a political achievement of the government. If it weren't for the fact that there are a lot of people like me, and I have to worry about the social impact so that everyone is not in danger, I am afraid that there will be black gloves to block the door and kill people immediately! ”

"The owner of the clothing store may have committed the taboo of the government in private, so he ended up so miserable."

The thoughts in Jing Zithorn's mind turned sharply, the more rational the logic became, the clearer it became, and he glanced at the task goal of the system again, and quickly made a decision, with a cold light in his eyes:

"You can't run away, running away is a reason for the government to be wanted, and the pursuit will come soon; I can't kill those people who framed me, killing them is to clearly tell the government that I have a problem, even if I was just a small apprentice before, I don't have this ability, but the government never wants evidence to do things, as long as there is suspicion, what awaits me is black gloves and patrol encirclement! ”

"The plan for today is to kill these black gloves who are called gangsters who are actually soldiers, and leave them to leak through the net to report to the government, and then burn this old nest, make the matter bigger, and make everyone know about it!"

Thorn slowly pulled out the dagger he was carrying at his waist, hiding in the shadows that the light could not illuminate, like a lone wolf before a hunt, bending down and slowly approaching the two people standing guard at the gate.

"The black glove thing must not be revealed. If the news that there are wolf barbarians in the gang and the black gloves of the official government spread, the people of Jinmen Port will be completely lost, and those barbarians of the Great Chong Dynasty will probably immediately send people to liquidate the top and bottom of the Jinmen Division, and abandon the soldiers to protect the commander in order to save the hearts of the people. ”

"This happened in the course of the game in the previous life, and at that time, the entire Tsumen Division, who was a little involved up and down, knew a little bit of the inside story, and all the people who knew something about it were beheaded after the autumn. Even so, there are a large number of people who are almost openly defecting to overseas powers. The situation in the four major ports immediately eroded. ”

The thorns are getting closer and closer, so close that if you take a step forward, you will fall under the light of the light; Close enough that his sharp eyes could already see the chest of his prey rising and falling with his breathing.

"Faced with this situation, that group of barbarians will first liquidate the bottom of the Red Turban Gang who do not know the truth and destroy the evidence of the existence of the black gloves; Then there is the inevitable city-wide investigation, and even the slightest suspicion of the organization or individual will be pursued and beaten! And these organizations will certainly not sit still! ”

Thorn slowly adjusted his posture, his half-squatting body slowly straightened, his legs were slightly bent, his thigh muscles were tense and ready to go, his back was stretched, and his right hand was holding the dagger upside down.

His piercing gaze was fixed on his targets, waiting for them to take advantage of them.

"And I, as a small person, in this kind of city-wide storm, there are two possibilities: first, the government will arrest me and kill me; The second is to ignore a little person like me for a while, and wait until the matter is over. ”

"The second possibility is safe for the time being, even if it is the first possibility, I also have a chance to escape from the chaos!"

"This is my only life!"

Finally, one of the guards at the gate casually said something to the other, and the latter turned his head and was about to answer, when the long-awaited thorn bounced out like a spring and stabbed a dagger at the man who turned his back on him!