It can be said that the first time Ling Xiao and Lu Tian did not meet each other, it ended with Ling Xiao's complete defeat, firstly, although Ling Xiao found the secret of the bookshelf, he still did not escape the attack of the agency and found the entrance to the secret room under carelessness; secondly, Lu Tian sensed him, but he could not avoid Lu Tian's induction, and he did not notice the tracking subordinates sent by Lu Tian at all; finally, Ling Xiao at this moment was still not conscious, and only regarded Lu Tian as a master of extremely high cultivation, not as a great enemy of life and death.

In the rivers and lakes, there has always been no big mistake in being careful, speaking of which Ling Xiao's actions are already careful enough, not only in Linhai City several times, but also learning the detective novels of the previous life or something, what to enter the front hall, out of the back hall, and rehearse all the detours in crowded places, but unfortunately these are not enough!

If the opponent is an ordinary official, he may be able to get rid of it, but the opponent that Ling Xiao can't even detect this time is a professional tracking master, let alone Ling Xiao, even some Saint Realm masters may not be able to get rid of it.

Therefore, when Ling Xiao changed his clothes and returned to the inn where he was staying, the tracking master behind him also determined his foothold at the same time, and quietly disappeared into the gradually growing crowd.

On the contrary, Su Qing, who has rich experience working behind enemy lines, did he change his foothold, but Ling Xiao put all his mind on how to set off boundless waves in the Dreadnought Empire, and rejected Su Qing's request disapprovingly. Also, Ling Xiao's appearance along the way made Su Qing extremely admired, and she couldn't help but regard Ling Xiao as the leader of this operation.

In this way, Jiang Xian was thinking about how to enhance his momentum so that he could match the title of the bloody man, Su Qing was constantly in contact with the spies of various countries and gathering the power of action, and Ling Xiao was busy all day, constantly tinkering with all aspects of the action plan.

But beyond their senses, a lore against them had begun. And Lu Tian's philosophy has always been to kill chickens with a knife, and the combination and action plan he sent completely treated Ling Xiao and the three of them as masters of the Holy Realm to deal with, in order to hit one blow and never give Ling Xiao a chance to escape.

Night is gradually falling, the still bright moonlight is quite dedicated to shining in the city, the inn where Ling Xiao lives is the busiest season at this time, those who come to the inn to have a dinner in order to be cheap and not go to the restaurant, the lobby of the inn is crowded.

In the corner of the crowded lobby, Ling Xiao and the three of them ate a not sumptuous dinner without care, and for Su Qing, who was a spy, and Jiang Xian, who was a royal child. This kind of bustling scene in front of them is really rare, and the brother and sister are naturally chatting about the things in front of them while eating.

Although Ling Xiao, who was still thinking about the plan of action, was not much stronger than the two siblings, he had been wandering outside for a while, coupled with the cultivation of films, television, and novels in his previous life, he soon discovered that something was wrong.

The people in front of him didn't have much of a problem with their behavior or behavior, but some of the migrant workers who were mixed in with it did rough work attracted Ling Xiao's attention, and Ling Xiao, who had done a lot of physical work when he was a child, knew that after working for a whole day. For wiping the body, the craving to eliminate sweat is much higher than the craving to eat.

But those migrant workers are all covered in stinky sweat, and there are even traces of work on their faces, and there are roots and mustards left by carrying sacks on the dock. There are also traces of blood left after killing pigs, and a group of porters put the flat pole by their side.

If those mustards and blood stains are normal, then the flat shoulder is absolutely abnormal. The dozen or so poles all look very old, but the old ones will never remain as straight as new under long-term loads. There will always be some arcs that cannot be recovered. In the more fashionable words of the previous life, there will be some fatigue deformation.

Discovering the anomaly of the flat tan, Ling Xiao continued to peek at it without moving. And then more problems were discovered. The mustard on the coolie on the dock is artificially put up, and it is not like the grass mustard that is deeply rooted in the clothes like the one that is stained in the process of work, and will fall off as long as it is patted lightly, even the most sloppy people will not mind sparing a little time to pat it off.

And the blood stains on the butcher's body did not have the kind of black color formed by long labor and the radial form formed by the blood sprayed when killing pigs, and it seemed that it was just sprinkled casually and then ground on the ground.

Needless to say, at such a tense moment, in such a sensitive place, so many opponents appeared, they must have wanted to kill the three of them, otherwise they would definitely not need so many people.

Faintly, these people blocked the door, the windows and other entrances and exits, and even the place leading to the kitchen was a sad-faced man squatting and drinking porridge.

The encirclement has been formed, if you want to get out, it will be impossible for a while, and you can't force it, Ling Xiao believes that as long as the three of them make any changes, a bloody battle will start immediately.

On the opposite side of the inn is a teahouse that seems to be a little quiet, with a small façade, slightly old tables and chairs, and dim lighting, which sets off the teahouse as if it were another world, but the small teahouse that has long been closed is still lit up, and a young man is holding a cup of excellent Jade Guanyin and tasting it in a small sip, which is the sword alliance Lu Tian.

Lu Tian's eyes were extremely sharp staring at the lobby of the inn opposite, observing the movements of the three of Ling Xiao, on the surface, it seemed that the three of them were the same as just now, there was no abnormal movement, and they didn't seem to find their own arrangement, but I don't know why Lu Tian had an intuition to see through the disguise.

However, Ling Xiao and the three of them are already trapped in the encirclement, even if they see through it, it is nothing, and it is just a little troublesome to come hard.

Of course, Ling Xiao didn't know that the master in his mind was sitting in the teahouse opposite and watching him, but Ling Xiao knew that if he didn't think of a way to get out, maybe after a while, what awaited him was death.

In a hurry, he didn't dare to reveal anything on his face, it still looked like a cloud was light and light, but only Ling Xiao himself knew that the current situation was already tense, and he could clearly see that the voices of the people were much quieter, and it must be that the estimated time for action was about to arrive.

But. is the so-called endless road, Ling Xiao's eyes lit up, and he saw his own savior on the street, and there were two of them, one was the night general Zhao Xuewen, maybe there was some trivial matter, he was walking from far away from the street, walking in a hurry, and the other was the commander of the military force in Linhai City, who was called Zhao Hui, who was also very concerned.

It's just that the night general Zhao Xuewen and the commander Zhao Hui must meet and pinch the rhythm. If these two meet, those who don't know who sent the killers will definitely not act, but a larger hedge will definitely break out. The official and the Sword of Freedom will never live in peace, even with the addition of himself, the fake Eighteen Masters of the Dark Camp.

But judging from the eyes and walking directions of the two, these two must have come to find themselves, and I am afraid that they are all about to discuss something for the upcoming action.

It is definitely not good for Zhao Xuewen to see that he is in contact with Zhao Hui, this will make Zhao Xuewen misunderstand something, and let Zhao Hui see that the result of contact between himself and Zhao Xuewen is even worse. Not to mention that the identity of the eighteenth camp of the dark camp is exposed, there will be a group of more official players who will hunt down and kill him.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but cover his eyes and sighed, is God trying to kill himself?

In fact, whether it is Zhao Xuewen or Zhao Hui. Either of the two can save themselves from danger, one is a well-known night general of the underground forces, and the other is the highest military commander known to everyone in Linhai City, and he can naturally restrain this group of killers acting secretly in the lobby.

Of course. There is no matter how important things are, and nothing can be worse than being killed on the spot, and perhaps if you act smartly. Nothing too bad will happen.

And the best prop to untie this knot is the screen that stands at the entrance of the lobby.

Thinking of a way to get out in his heart, seeing that Commander Zhao Hui, who was walking in front, was about to walk through the door, Ling Xiao didn't dare to delay any longer, and greeted him, "Lord Commander!" The figure had suddenly rushed out of the distance, standing in the most conspicuous place in the lobby, so that Commander Zhao Hui could see him. It's just that because of the storage of the screen, Zhao Xuewen, the night general who walked behind, couldn't see it.

Su Qing saw Ling Xiao's sudden abnormal movements, and her heart was also a little stunned, but she didn't know where the danger was, but there were a few words left on the table that Ling Xiao had just written with wine, "Help me pester the night general, don't let him see me!"

Under Ling Xiao's greeting, Commander Zhao followed into the lobby in amazement, and sat down at a table in the corner, this position was also specially selected by Ling Xiao, not to mention concealment, plus the flow of people in the middle was blocked, just to get out of sight at the door, if you don't deliberately observe, it is easy for people to ignore.

Just after Zhao Hui and Ling Xiao left the line of sight caused by the screen, the night general also came to the door of the lobby, while Su Qing was already standing quietly aside, signaling Zhao Xuewen to follow her, and led the night general to another corner.

Ling Xiao and Su Qing didn't have time to explain, and the result was that above their original position, Jiang Xian was stunned with a pair of chopsticks in his hand. Maybe it was the blessing of the ancestors of the Qi Kingdom, or maybe Jiang Xian had gained a little bit by following Ling Xiao's side these days, and he faintly felt that something was wrong, and he actually made a very correct decision at this time, that is, as a bloody hand, like some officers and soldiers.

It's just that the decision is correct, but the action is stupid, and the lobby at this time is quite a bit on fire, no matter which aspect is slightly changed, it will be a bloody battle immediately.

At this time, he stood up straight and walked towards the door regardless of the ground, I am afraid that only Jiang Xian dared to do this.

Fortunately, there were night generals and commanders, and the group of killers did not dare to act rashly, and they all turned their eyes to the on-site command of the operation, an old man dressed as a miserly rich businessman, under the movement of the old man shaking his head slightly, these people began to eat and drink again calmly.

And Jiang Xian, who is a fool and has a foolish fortune, has already walked outside the door, beckoned Wang Youren to lead the way, and hurried towards the official office where the Lord Fuzhou is located. (To be continued......)