Ignoring the three soldiers who were scurrying around, Thorn immediately rushed to the main entrance of the mansion, kicked it open, and rushed in without hesitation.

In front of you is the hallway, across the hallway is the living room, the floor is covered with a red carpet, and the red carpet is placed on the coffee table and sofa. There is a corridor to the left and right of the living room, and the sound of footsteps and shouting can be faintly heard at the end of the two corridors.

Thorn's gaze swept down the ends of the two corridors, and he couldn't tell which one had to go up the stairs, and when he heard the louder and louder footsteps and shouts, his body immediately moved and rushed to the corridor on the left.

His steps were swift and silent, and he turned into a black shadow and ran to the end of the corridor like a ghost.

A disheveled man with a long sword happened to appear at the corner of the corridor at this time, and as soon as he saw the thorns, he immediately shouted, "In ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a flower of blood bloomed at his throat, and instead of pulling out the dagger, Thorn pushed the dead man back.

The man staggered back a few steps, blood splattered out, let go of the long sword in his right hand, and stretched his hands to his throat in vain, seeing that he was not alive.

At the same time that Thorn stretched out his right hand to take the long sword that fell from the air, three sword-wielding men also appeared in Thorn's field of vision, and they crossed the corpse that had just fallen and swung their swords at Thorn.

Not far behind the three men, there was another man, armed with a flintlock pistol, about to raise his gun to the black-clad assassin who had just killed his brother.

Thorn's spirit was highly concentrated, and he suddenly felt that the whole world was quiet, and his breathing with a special rhythm stimulated the potential of his body, and then the sword light flashed, and he stabbed three swords in an instant, pointing out three blood flowers.

Blood splattered from the throats of the three soldiers, their eyes were filled with disbelief, and they were about to fall to the ground before their bodies pounced, and the gunmen behind them could only raise their guns!

Then Thorn grabbed a person's neck with his left hand, and his left hand and cuffs were stained bright red by the splattered blood, but he didn't care, and used this person as a shield in front of him, and then his legs exerted his strength, and rushed straight to the last person!

Seeing the assassin rushing over with the corpse as a shield, his face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly retreated, wanting to distance himself from the assassin, and at the same time only held the flintlock pistol in his hand, aimed at the front, ready to pull the trigger at any time.

"How is that possible!"

The Assassin used the corpses of his brothers as shields, and he was advancing faster than he could alone!

Thorn quickly approached the gunman, pushed the corpse forcefully towards the person, and then hid behind the corpse, the sword flashed, and the long sword stabbed against the corpse into the chest of the last gun-wielder, and then the palm of his hand turned hard, and the long sword immediately shattered the internal organs of the captain.

A large amount of blood spurted out of the captain's chest, and there was still horror on his face, but as Thorn Thorn drew out his long sword, bringing out a blood flower, the last of his strength also disappeared from his body, and he fell to the ground unwillingly.

To die, he couldn't shoot that bullet.

"Hoo ......"

Thorn let out a sigh of relief, killing five people in a row in a short instant, which was a great drain on his physical strength, but now was not the time to rest.

He could already hear the footsteps and shouts of killing in the corridor behind him.

Thorn immediately stepped forward to remove the flintlock pistol from the corpse's right hand, and then rushed to the stairs that appeared in front of him with a sword in his right hand and a gun in his left hand!

The staircase was covered with a red carpet, and the kerosene lamps hung on the walls, and the thorns passed silently and quickly, and the sword stabbed that had already picked off the lighting tools containing kerosene and burning the lamps.

The kerosene lamp fell to the ground, and after a crisp glass shattering sound, the kerosene quickly spread on the carpet, and a little spark fell on the carpet, spreading quickly along the kerosene, forming a wall of fire behind the thorns.

In front of the corridor, five people were blocked by the flames in front of them, four were disheveled and carrying swords, and one was holding a flintlock pistol.

Wu Chang, who was holding a flintlock pistol, watched the figure of the black-clothed assassin disappear at the corner of the stairs with a pale face, put down the gun in his hand hatefully, and immediately ordered: "Damn it!" Go the other way! ”

The thought flashed in the mind of the thorny thorn who went up to the second floor:

"According to the player's revelations, the black gloves of the four major port governments are a group of five people, a total of twenty-five people, strictly control the scale to avoid news leakage, six people downstairs, just killed five people, temporarily blocked five people, and there are at most nine people left on the second floor!"

"Nothing else can be killed, that president must die!"

Thorn's heart was boiling with murderous intent, and at the same time, his thinking became more and more cold and rational.

The memories of his previous life have been retrieved, and the calm and rational thinking of the former top trader and the decisive character of the decisive decision have all returned to him!

Walking briskly and silently along the corridor on the second floor, the cold killing intent made his five senses more and more acute.

The door of the room not far ahead, opened, and the brighter light in the room shone on the floor of the hallway.

Thorn slowed down, leaned against the wall and listened carefully, and only continued after judging that there was no one in the room, and glanced behind the door as he passed, and found that it was beautifully decorated and brightly lit, and the most conspicuous thing was a large black wooden office desk in the center of the room.

"The president's office?"

Thinking of the young and handsome face he saw when he looked up downstairs just now, combined with the decoration of this office, Thorn licked his lips: "Hey, it's really a wolf barbarian nobleman!" ”

"That's just right, to be the leader of this group of black gloves, still so young, and his background will not be low. Kill him, and I'll be able to retreat. ”

Continuing to walk forward, I was about to reach the end of the corridor, when Thorn suddenly exploded with cold hairs all over my body, and I felt an invisible pressure in my heart.

Thorn, who has master-level assassin skills, instinctively felt a hidden killing intent and hostility!

"Just around the corner ahead!"

A cold light flashed in Thorn's eyes, and he slowed down, slowed his breathing, and walked silently to the end of the corridor.

At this position, he could already faintly hear the deliberately suppressed breathing of several people around the corner.

Scold......

A sneer appeared at the corner of Thorn's mouth, and then he silently returned to the office he had just passed.

He looked around, and then quickly found his target.

With a gentle movement, he removed a black tweed coat from the wooden stand-up hanger, the muzzle of the flintlock pistol in his left hand pressed against the collar of the coat, and slowly walked out of the room and around the corner.

Then, with a strain of his left hand, the coat flew around the corner of the hallway!

Bang bang bang!

Three gunshots in a row.

The black coat was instantly punched with three large holes in the air.

As the coat slowly fell, a shout suddenly sounded behind the corner, and four soldiers pounced with swords in hand.

With a single movement, the Thorn Thorn Sword slashed through an indescribable curve in the air, and stabbed the throats of the four people in an instant.

Ahem......

Blood splattered, and the four of them reached out in vain to cover the wound to press the blood back, their mouths let out a dying moan, and their bodies staggered back.

They stared at the thorns, and then their bodies fell to the ground one after another.

"How is that possible! Zhang Zheng, Wang Wu, give it to me! ”

Fang Yuanzhi, who had a wolf's tail hairstyle, let out an unbelievable cry, with panic and fear in his voice, and hurriedly pushed Zhang Zheng, who was standing next to him with a scar on his face, and another Wu Chang named Wang Wu, forward, and then immediately turned around and ran.

Suddenly, he only felt a pulling force behind him, he looked back, and found in despair that his clothes were being pulled by Zhang Zheng.

Behind Zhang Zheng, Wang Wu's body had already fallen with splattered blood, and a figure had already pounced.

Zhang Zheng had incomparable resentment in his eyes, stared at the boss in front of him and said word by word: "Fang Yuanzhi, let's die together!" ”

"No, let go!"

Fang Yuanzhi screamed and wanted to pull the clothes back from Zhang Zheng's hand, but the next moment, a sword light pierced, and blood splattered out of Fang Yuanzhi's throat.

The splattered blood was sprinkled on the Thorns and Zhang Zheng's bodies, and at this time, the black clothes of the Thorns had turned into bloody clothes.

Zhang Zheng's scarred and hideous face was a little relieved, and he let out a sigh of relief when he looked at the fallen Fang Yuanzhi, looked at the blood-clothed assassin in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes.

He was waiting for the final judgment.

Thorn looked at this scarface in a little surprise, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a good idea came up with him, and he decided to let this person live.

He laughed in a deliberately controlled hoarse voice, "Interesting. ”

There was another staircase in front of it, and a series of footsteps and shouts of killing could be heard downstairs.

Another staircase was blocked by flames, and the remaining soldiers had already reached it.

Zhang Zhengben was closing his eyes and waiting for death, but he heard a gunshot at the staircase, followed by several screams before death.

Surprised, he opened his eyes and watched as the bloodied assassin walked back from the staircase, the flintlock pistol in his left hand was gone, and he still held a sword in his right hand.

Zhang Zheng looked at the assassin who walked in front of him in a daze, and asked tentatively with a trembling trembling, "You...... Don't kill me? ”

"You can kill, but it's not necessary. Do you think the wolf barbarian's Tsumonji will let you Xia black gloves go? ”

Thorn said hoarsely in a controlled voice.

When Zhang Zheng heard the first half of the sentence, he instantly felt the ecstasy of escaping death, and when Jing Zijian finished the second half of the sentence, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

His hands and feet trembled.

"Do it yourself."

Thorn said coldly, then walked quickly to Fang Yuanzhi's office and quickly searched around.

It didn't take long for him to find a large money bag in the drawer of his desk, and when he weighed it, there was a crisp sound of silver horns hitting the bag, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

"It's not bad, the money for the makeover is incognito."

There was also a delicately made pocket watch on the desk, Thorn picked it up and played with it, looked at the few marks engraved on the back of the pocket watch, shook his head, threw it on the table, and then walked out of the room without hesitation.

"There are a lot of good things, but they are all hot potatoes, and it is a disaster to take them."

A crackling sound accompanied by smoke came from not far away.

The fire on the other staircase grew larger, and Thorn could see the light of the fire spreading there.

"It's time to go."

Walking quickly to another staircase, Zhang Zheng was still standing there with a gloomy face, as if he had lost his soul.

Thorn walked briskly, and spat out four words as he passed him:

"Hidden from the people."

Zhang Zheng's eyes suddenly brightened, and he came back to his senses suddenly, seeing that the killing star had already gone downstairs, and coughed a few times by the thick smoke floating over, seeing that the fire was spreading rapidly here, he hurriedly went down the stairs and ran out of the mansion.

At this time, there were only a few corpses left on the ground outside, and how could there be a thorn in the empty courtyard?

Looking back, he saw that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and most of the mansion had fallen into the fire, Zhang Zheng trembled, and a joy for the rest of his life after the catastrophe came to his heart.

"Fang Yuanzhi, aren't you very majestic, aren't you from a good background, aren't you a wolf barbarian nobleman! It's not you who died! Bah! ”

Hateful as he spoke, Zhang Zheng spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground.

Walking up to a dead soldier, he gave a military salute, then stooped down and groped around the corpse.

"I'm sorry...... Brother, but you're all dead, and you don't need any of that...... In the future, I will burn more paper money for you on the fifteenth day of the new year. ”

It didn't take long to find a money bag from the deceased.

Weighing it and feeling the weight of the coin, he pulled out two more money bags from the fallen bodies of the two brothers standing guard at the door.

Zhang Zheng silently looked at the comrades-in-arms who had spoken not long ago, and now turned into corpses on the ground, staring at the frightened expressions on their faces, and exhaled deeply.

Then he slowly walked out of the gate of the courtyard, and the light of the fire behind him illuminated his shadow narrowly.

When the cold wind blew, he shivered, quickly tightened his clothes, determined the direction, and walked forward quickly.

After a dozen steps, his figure melted into the night.