When the lights were first on, Han Jing returned to the Han Mansion, and as soon as he entered the door, he knew a bad news: two maids of the Han Mansion and a chief guard of the Han Mansion were missing!

The two maids are both orphans, and they have been staying in the Han Mansion since they were adopted by the old man Han, and they know everything about the Han Mansion well, and they are also loyal to the Han Mansion!

As for the head of the guard, he was the one in the Han Mansion who knew best how the Han family's guards were deployed, where the organs were located, and their strength!

Now all three of them are missing!

In order to find these three people, Han Fu used all the strength and means he could use, but he still found nothing.

"So it looks like they'll be doing it soon!"

In the conference hall, Han Jing frowned slightly, and his eyes flashed with anticipation: "It won't be too long!"

Han Lingyan also knew what this matter meant, and asked, "Jing'er, what should we do then?"

Hearing this, Old Man Han and Zhan Fan also looked at Han Jing, as if this fifteen-year-old boy was the head of the family.

"Zhan Fan's seniors, Jing'er wants to retreat one last time, so in these days, Jing'er wants to ask the seniors to guard the library pavilion!" Looking at Zhan Fan, Han Jing hugged his fists.

"Hahaha, isn't this nonsense?" Hearing this, Zhan Fan smiled and said, "The old man will always be guarding here! With the old man here, no young person will want to be rampant in the Han Mansion!"

In a word, it is also domineering.

But he misunderstood what Han Jing meant: "Senior, Jing'er only needs you to protect the Library Pavilion! And anywhere outside the Library Pavilion, no matter what happens, the seniors don't have to pay attention to it!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Jing immediately looked at Old Man Han and Han Lingyan, and said, "Grandpa and Aunt are the same, from today onwards, you can't leave the Library Pavilion for half a step!"

It turned out that this was Han Jing's arrangement: he knew that the Assassin Alliance was numerous and powerful, and the masters were like a forest, so he was worried that the sharpness of the Han family would be divided and surrounded, and eventually fall into the hands of the Assassin Alliance.

Successively understood Han Jing's intentions, Old Man Han and Han Lingyan both nodded solemnly.

Only Zhan Fan asked more: "What about the people outside, do they care whether they live or die?"

"Outside, isn't there three thousand Yang family troops? The Assassin Alliance is not stupid, and will not use their own masters to fight these well-trained soldiers! When the time comes, they will definitely not be entangled too much outside, and the location of the decisive battle will only be the Library Pavilion!"

Han Jing's analysis of this point is very reasonable: if it were not for Old Man Han, Han Jing and others, the Yang Jiajun would actually be safer, at least they would not meet a strong man who could destroy them!

Without such a strong man, they could accomplish the only thing Han Jing wanted them to accomplish - protect as many other subordinates and guards in the Han Mansion as possible!

Answering, Han Jing looked at her aunt and bowed: "Auntie, Jing'er still has one last thing to do, I hope my aunt can help arrange it......"

......

The Han family's library is actually not high, just a few floors.

But in addition to the purpose of storing books, this library actually has a hole: down the bottom, there are actually three layers of underground space.

On the first level, there is enough food and water, as well as some other supplies;

The second layer has a mechanism, which can be opened to transfer the people inside to the outside world through a secret passage;

3rd Floor......

The third floor is very spacious, and with the guarantee of thoughtful ventilation openings, it is like a plaza outside.

At this moment, on this square, there are already five hundred soldiers standing majestically on the left. They are from the Yang family, and they have been cultivating according to Han Jing's various orders during this time, and their strength has increased a lot;

However, if Old Man Han or Old Man Yang were also here, they would definitely notice that there were seven or eight more strangers among the five hundred soldiers. Seven or eight men who don't belong to the Yang family's army!

To the right of the square, eighty-eight emaciated figures stood.

These figures are still children......

The older one is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and the younger one is only about ten years old.

They were the young men and women that the Han family had rescued from Jia Wuji's underground demon cave, and after questioning and investigation, Han Lingyan learned that they were already orphans - when the Assassin League kidnapped them, they actually murdered all their relatives brutally.

So these young men and women all chose to stay in the Han family and chose to stay to get a chance to take revenge.

Standing on a platform at the head of the square, Han Jing's face was calm, and a majestic aura faintly emanated: "I invited you here to tell you two things, and then give you a last chance to choose!"

"First of all, my Han family will soon usher in the craziest attack of the Thorn Alliance, and when the time comes, many or even all of you will die!"

"The second thing, if you are not afraid of death, I can help you to achieve a strength promotion that you dare not imagine in a short period of time......! You're going to die, too!"

"So you can make a decision now, decide whether you want to stay and risk death to gain stronger strength, and then risk death to fight the Assassin Alliance! If you don't want to stay, you can leave now, leave here, I, Han Jing, promise not to blame you, and I will also give you a lot of money to send you out of the Han family's gate!"

It turned out that this was the "last thing" that Han Jing said to his aunt - the supernatural powers of the previous life helped as many henchmen as possible to improve their strength!

No......

Now these people may not be considered the henchmen of the Han family, but if they are willing to stay and risk their lives to cultivate, then they will get the qualifications and opportunities to become the henchmen of the Han family!

......

Stay, accept penance that may lead to death, and then face the frenzied attack of the even more terrifying Thorn Alliance!

Or leave the Han family and get a lot of money to leave the Han family!

This is the choice that the 500 soldiers and those dozens of young men and women need to make!

At this moment, when he heard Han Jing's question, without waiting for the five hundred soldiers to answer, it was actually dozens of young boys and girls who gave Han Jing the answer first.

"Young master, we are not afraid!"

"Even if we die, we are not afraid!

"Young Master...... If we can't afford your help and die, it's because we ourselves are not qualified to avenge our parents!"

"Young master, we are not afraid!"

Listening and watching, the five hundred soldiers couldn't help but be shocked: Grandma's shortness, people's real little children are so fearless, they are embarrassed to retreat?

What's more, following Han Jing to gain stronger strength was what they wanted.

So in the next moment, the heavy shouts of five hundred people rang out in unison.

"I'll follow the young master to the death!"

"I'll follow the young master to the death!"

"I'll follow the young master to the death!"

As for the seven or eight extra people, a middle-aged man had already looked at Han Jing and nodded heavily!

Listening and watching, Han Jing's heart smiled with satisfaction: Grandma is short, how can Ben Shao lightly ask you to die of penance!

However, on his face, there was still a cold and majestic face: "Okay, since you have decided, I will take you to hell now!"

"I want you to be strong in the midst of constant death!"

"I want you...... Fall in love with death!"

After the three heavy sentences, I saw that layers of brilliant ripples had already appeared on Han Jing's body, and it was his aura that gradually dispersed and filled the entire square.

Between his palms, nine blood beads also appeared, emitting a terrifying blood-colored light, and then as if burning, the light instantly turned into a huge pattern.

This pattern is the Liangyi gossip!

Two instruments, one yin and one yang!

Gossip is life and death!

And the five hundred soldiers and dozens of teenagers were shrouded in the left and right sides by the two Yi gossip respectively.

"Come on!"