The Qin Dynasty had a 'night ban', so there was no one on the streets of Xianyang at night.

Su Chen walked on the street with Qin Jian in a robe, and the white robe under the robe rubbed on the dirt on the road and stopped in front of Zhao Gao's door.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Gao was discussing the establishment of a new king in the room, when a noisy voice came from outside.

"Prime Minister, there's an assassin from outside."

"Assassins?" Zhao Gao frowned.

Now in Xianyang City, who still dares to send assassins to his prime minister's mansion?

"How many people came?" Zhao Gao asked.

"Only one person."

"Alone? Is that to send you to death? Zhao Gao laughed disdainfully.

His own Prime Minister's Mansion is more heavily guarded than the current Qin Palace, and an assassin dares to assassinate himself, really thinking of himself as Nie Zheng.

"Let's go, go out and have a look." Zhao Gao waved his sleeves.

"Xiangye, you better run, the guards in the house are almost dead." The person who came to report said tremblingly.

"What!?" Zhao Gao's eyes widened.

"You're playing tricks!" Zhao Gao asked angrily by the collar of the visitor.

There are hundreds of guards in his own house, how can he be killed by one person. Even a few hundred chickens won't be killed so quickly.

"Xiangye, how dare the slave and maid deceive Xiangye, if you don't leave, you may not be able to leave." The servant said tremblingly.

"Even a few hundred chickens are enough to kill a person for a while, let alone a few hundred strong sergeants!"

"But Xiangye, he is really easier than killing chickens!"

Su Chen waved the Qin Sword in his hand, and the reaper Zhao Gao's mansion guarded the lives of the guards.

This is really easier than killing chickens, after all, chickens will run around, and these guards are sent to Su Chen's body.

One by one, they were not afraid of death, and one after another rushed up to fill the vacancy.

"Where is Zhao Gao?" Su Chen grabbed the last live mouth and said.

"Back to Gaoren, I'm just a guard, I don't know where Zhao Gao went." The tone of the person who was carried in Su Chen's hand trembled, and his pants were a little wet.

"Forget it, I'll find it myself." Su Chen said that the man was still on the ground.

At the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhao Gao and some of his henchmen opened them in horror and rushed out.

Zhao Gao wiped the sweat on his head, and when he came out just now, he glanced at the assassin who came, and the person in the bloody robe was Su Chen!

Su Chen, a Confucian Confucian scholar turned out to be a person whose martial arts were comparable to Nie Zheng.

And his martial arts Zhao Gao is a little incomprehensible, why can he kill people with a sword from a distance of more than ten meters?

"Prime Minister, no matter how strong the assassin is, he will not be the opponent of the army, as long as we go to the army, no one can help us." Yan Le's tone was weak.

The scene just now had a big impact on him.

The Prime Minister's Mansion, which was originally peaceful and peaceful, has now become a Shura field, and there are corpses everywhere. This is the closest I've ever come to death.

"Don't say it, let's go!"

Zhao Gao was too flustered, and was accidentally knocked down for a while, and a mouthful of sewage entered his mouth.

"Prime Minister, are you alright?"

Seeing Zhao Gao fall to the ground, his henchmen hurriedly helped Zhao Gao up.

"Blood? Why is there blood here? Zhao Gao said as he looked at the rain gathering on the ground.

Zhao Gao's hair crown was scattered on the ground, and his face was stained with mud and a faint bloodstain.

"Prime Minister, where are you going?" Su Chen stood in front of Zhao Gao and said lightly.

"Su Chen?" Zhao Gao collapsed to the ground again.

"Su Chen, why did you come to kill me? Don't you hate the First Emperor as much as I do? So we're supposed to be friends, why are you killing me? Zhao Gao's expression was very frightened.

The current Su Chen was like a Shura who had come from hell, and the blood on Qin Jian and his clothes was left on the ground along the rain.

"It was the First Emperor who asked me to kill you." Su Chen looked at the embarrassed Zhao Gao and said.

"No way, the First Emperor has been dead for so long. If the First Emperor asked you to kill me before he died, why did you wait until now. Zhao Gao said in disbelief.

"Is that your last word?" Su Chen was a little disappointed.

I have seen too many big people struggle and ugliness before death, but I didn't expect that Zhao Gao was no different from those people, and he couldn't give himself any 'surprises'.

Yan Le, who was supporting Zhao Gao, glanced at Zhao Gao's henchmen, and suddenly let go of the hand that was holding Zhao Gao.

"Run!"

Yan Le threw Zhao Gao to the ground, and those henchmen scattered and fled from different directions.

"Ahh

Zhao Gao fell to the ground again.

"You deserve to die, you all deserve to die!" Zhao Gao said angrily.

"Don't worry, the prime minister, none of them can escape." Su Chen said to Zhao Gao.

Su Chen swung a few swords at a few people, and a few golden air currents cut through the rain trails and cut off several heads.

"What are you?" Zhao Gao's eyes widened, what he saw just now was too terrifying.

Zhao Gao felt that those golden air currents were brilliant and atmospheric, and even had some of the breath of the First Emperor, but he seemed to be very disgusted with himself.

"Sword Qi." Su Chen smiled faintly.

It's just a simple use of national fortune.

Zhao Gao is unbelievable, you still say that you are not an immortal?

……

In the early morning of the next day, the smell of blood was revealed in Zhao Gao's mansion, but no one dared to open the door to take a look.

"Childe, Zhao Gao was killed."

"Tell me, what's going on?" Ziying asked anxiously to her staff.

"Childe, I went over the wall to Zhao Gao's house this morning to take a look, and there were corpses inside, and the corpses of Zhao Gao and his henchmen were inside." Said the staff.

"Childe, now that Zhao Gao is dead, it is better for you to become the king of Qin!" The staff fell to their knees.

"Do you know who killed Zhao Gao?" Ziying looked at the staff member who was kneeling on the ground and asked.

"I don't know, there are no other people's bodies in Zhao Gao's mansion."

"No one else's body?" Ziying frowned.

He thought of a man who said he was a friend of his father, and who spoke of him a lot.

My father said that the man was simply inhuman, and that he was the best in the world.

"Childe!"

"Come in." Ziying said to the people outside the door.

"What? Mr. Su Chensu is here? Ziying asked.

"Childe, there is no one in Mr. Su's house, only this letter, which seems to be reserved for Childe." The guard handed over a letter.

Ziying opened the letter.

[Zhao Gao is dead, I will take the rest of Daqin's national fortunes. 】

"The person who killed Zhao Gao was indeed Mr. Su."

Ziying sat on the chair, although he didn't see the tragic situation in Zhao Gao's mansion, but none of the hundreds of people survived, and Ziying's scalp was still numb in shock.

One person killed hundreds of people, is this still a person?

"Da Qin, it's over, what am I still doing on this throne?" Ziying said a little decadently.

Although Zhao Gao was killed by Mr. Su, Da Qin can't come back to life.

It's just that what does Mr. Su mean when he said, 'He took away the national fortune of Great Qin'?