Clothing shops.

"First of all...... Chief, what do you ...... Uh, that's how it came?" Looking at Tang En, who was rubbing his eyes and looking sleepy, walked into the shop, the waiter who was guarding the door was suddenly startled, and he also rubbed his eyes, and walked over with a look of surprise and joy, which was very unbelievable.

This waiter is the one who received Don last time, and he is also the person next to Bounier, who knows everything, and knows that Don may come over today and fall into the trap. But Rao is like this, he never expected that Tang En didn't even wear a hat, so he came so openly......

"Warrant...... What warrant do you need to send a letter?" Don seemed a little confused when he was stopped in front of him by this strange-looking waiter, and turned his head to look at the inner room of the shop, looking for something, "By the way, Mr. Bunier is here, I'm here to deliver the letter." ”

Pretend! Continue to pretend! The corners of his mouth twitched, and the waiter naturally didn't believe Tang En's words. But now is not the time to talk about this, leaning closer, and the alert voice is lowered, "Chief, Lord Bunier is waiting in the backyard, please come with me." ”

"Chief?" finally heard the name clearly, but Don looked even more confused, "Huh...... Are you mistaken? I'm a messenger, not a chief. ”

Hehe, isn't it too late for you to be stubborn now...... Secretly complained, the waiter finally couldn't help but stretch out his finger and point at Tang En's face, and whispered, "Chief, are you going out...... Well, forgot to disguise?"

"Camouflage...... Is it makeup? Does this old man need to put on makeup when he goes out?" Tang En seemed to be more confused the more he listened, and then he thought of something. His face suddenly turned unkind. grabbed the placket of the waiter's clothes. "I say, hillbilly, aren't you trying to amuse me?"

"Uh, what...... No, don't pretend to be a leader, you really don't have ......"

"Fuck, it's really weird, send a letter and warrant and makeup, do you want to fight?"

The waiter's face was innocent, and Don was furious. The two of them didn't seem to be on the same level at all, pushing and shoving, "Damn, what's the trouble, don't you see that there are still guests here, do you want to do it...... Huh?"

Because the things he planned were too big, Bunier's nerves were tense all the time in the past few days, and he didn't sleep well, and he didn't dare to show anything on the surface, for fear that Donn or someone from the gray space would be watching nearby. See what's going on. finally got to the agreed day, and the mood is even more troubled. That is, I am afraid that Tang En will not come, and the guide zhì plan will fail. I'm afraid that Don En will come, and I don't know how to face it. Nervously walked around the backyard a few times, and then came to the main hall of the shop, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that his subordinates were arguing with someone in front of the door, as if they were going to do something, and they couldn't help but reprimand.

But then, when his gaze swept over the man's face, his body shook, his eyes were like copper bells, and he had a ghostly expression, "Tang ...... Head...... Leader ......"

Breaking open his shirt and taking it out, the waiter hurriedly walked over, leaned closer and whispered, "My lord, is this the leader of Tang En...... He said that he was not, but only came to deliver a letter to you, is there really such a person in the world......"

"Buniel?" Before the words fell, Don looked Bunier up and down, and approached, as if to confirm something, "slightly chubby, middle-aged, and looking like a profiteer...... You're Buniel, aren't you?"

"Uh......"

"I can be considered to have found it, take it, this is your letter!" and ......" Unceremoniously throwing the letter in his hand, Don stepped out his hand, poked it straight in front of Bunier's nose, and roared angrily, "Fuck, you damn hillbillies listen to me." Don't think that if you have a little money to open a broken store, you can be arrogant in front of me. This is the capital! At the foot of the royal court! It's not your turn to be rampant with foreign hillbillies, what bullshit ......"

After a spittle, Bunier was stunned on the spot, wiped the saliva on his face, looked at Donn's face, rubbed his eyes, stared at it again, and then turned his head to look at the waiter, looking at each other, who was speechless, indicating that he didn't know what was happening.

"That...... Dissipate the gas, dissipate the gas, it may be that we have made a mistake here, sorry ...... "Spread your hands and put pressure on you, whether this person is Tang En or not, it is always wrong to choose to temporarily calm down this matter now, so as not to arouse the suspicion of other customers in the store." However, when he saw the other party's constantly spitting lips, Bunier's heart suddenly moved, and he stretched out his hand and shouted, "Shut up!

"Uh...... I'm cǎo!" was stunned, bluffed by Bunier's fierce look at this moment, Tang En came back to his senses and was even more annoyed, just about to raise his hand and swing his fist, his arm was firmly locked by the waiter who rushed forward on the side.

Opening his mouth to scold, Bunier's fleshy palm had reached his mouth, groped it, and pinched something with his fingers to reveal it upward, "Hiss-" This Don only felt a chill on his face, as if he had been stripped of his skin in an instant, and subconsciously wanted to scream in a high-pitched manner. However, in an instant, the waiter covered his mouth again, and he could only whimper in a low voice.

Looking at the mask in his hand that was as thin as a cicada's wings and like human skin, and then looking up at 'Donn', who had become completely unfamiliar in an instant, Buniel's face turned pale, and his slightly chubby body was shaking.

With such a vivid and delicate disguise, Bunier really can't think of anyone else who can possess such a skill, except for the legendary leader of Don who seems to have a thousand faces. And now the other party has sent another person here in disguise as himself, what does this mean......

Suddenly thinking of something, Bunier looked down at the ground, his eyes drifting in a trance. Then he took a few steps back, tremblingly leaned over to pick up the letter that had just been thrown on the ground, and opened it.

“”

There is no payment and there is no need to make a payment. With a thud, Bunier sat down on the ground, his face as dead as ashes and sweat as rain down......

......

Half ringing, on the second floor of the tavern, the oil lamp is lit.

"We were discovered, or rather seen through in the first place...... It wasn't Don who came, but an ordinary messenger, just a little similar in height and face to Donne...... If they were not mistaken, they followed the messenger from the beginning, and then stunned each other in the middle of the message, putting a 'Donn face' disguise on the messenger's face. It's just a thin layer, and even the messenger himself didn't notice it, and he didn't have time to find out. Because when he wakes up. People are already ...... in front of the shop."

"The coachman?"

"There was no problem with the coachman. He just got ten times the fare and let him walk around the street three times. ”

"What about the traitors?"

"I'm still alive, but I'm scared and I'm dying. Do you know what he said in his letter - since you have admired me for a long time, let's find a time for us to meet. ”

"I really know how to pretend to be B! I want to kill people and say it...... Well, what do you mean?"

"Remember what I said before, three days ago, Tang En sent someone here to get the information of the royal castle? If you guessed correctly, it was Tang En! At that time, this traitor was very enthusiastic. said how he admired Tang En, how he admired him, etc., and the meaning in and out of his words was actually to see Tang En and lure him out...... Now that I think about it, this is the flaw. His expression was too urgent, which aroused Donn's suspicions......"

"What a fool, how could Tang En not notice it?"

“...... Actually, this is what we have agreed to do together. ”

"Uh......"

"Although that information is missing a key place, Don En can simply send someone to inquire without coming over in person. And with the admiration of this traitor, his subordinates will go back even if it is a joke to Donne. It will also make him a little more likely to come in person...... But who would have thought that the first subordinate to come over would be Don himself...... Alas. Draw a snake and fail!"

"Ha, what did I say earlier? That guy is very slippery, you can't succeed, big brother, I don't believe it. Haha......"

Woodin had already left with Winslyn, and without any scruples, Philip looked at Heytower with a wry smile of remorse, and the smile was even more heartless.

Haita was not annoyed, and shook his head helplessly: "That's it, it's that I'm thinking too much." Originally, it was just a try, but now it fails, well, and it is a matter of course. ”

"Atmosphere!" Philip leaned in and smiled with a thumbs up, "Why don't I give you an opinion?" isn't that traitor dead, with that guy's stingy nature, it's impossible to let his ...... go"

"You don't know?" Haita gave Philip a strange look, "Master, they're already there." ”

"Uh...... No, isn't it going back to the mountain?"

"It's just a disguise, like we'll be waiting here for Don to come over, and Don should be around here to make sure if Buniel is really betrayed, but we can't find him. Now that the master is leaving the main entrance with Winslin, he must be watching him. So if he kills the traitor later, the master will shoot back. ”

Philip opened his mouth: "...... But, I'm just joking. How could that guy be so stupid and choose to do it at this time. ”

Haita shrugged his shoulders and said lightly: "It's just a try, follow a few days, the size is an opportunity, isn't it?"

"I think you're a demonic barrier......

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......

If the magic barrier is not a magic barrier, let's not talk about it for the time being. However, Philip was not alone in doubt, hovering high in the night, following Bunier who hurriedly came out of the shop and drove away, Wincelyn also asked Woodin a similar question.

Wooding's answer was affirmative: "He'll do it, and it's right under my nose." ”

"Why?"

"Because he's going to prove himself!" Wooding's expression was still calm, his eyes swept the galloping carriage below, and he said lightly, "It's actually a gamble. Earlier he said that he was going to enter the royal castle to assassinate the king, as a threat that I would not go north. It must be admitted that there is a good chance that he will succeed in doing so. But at the end of the day, it's just on paper. So to prove it, now is the best chance. He knew that I was probably around here, and if he could succeed in assassinating Bunier in this situation, he would be qualified to threaten me. ”

Hearing this, Winslin was silent, and had to admit that the gamble was probably true. Immediately, I couldn't help but feel gloomy, it turned out that what he said before was true, and his opponent had always been the master. It's ridiculous that I haven't seen the status quo clearly......

As if knowing what his disciple was thinking, Wu Ding spoke again, "Don't think too much, just as your martial arts talent far surpasses that of your peers, and is also envied by the vast majority of martial artists. In this world, a mountain has always been higher than a mountain, and it is normal to have a few wizards and freaks. For example, your master and I were also called geniuses when I was young, but it was not that there were no people who were taller than me at that time. But now, the title of the number one master in the mainland has been pressed on my head......"

There was a pause. Shake one’s head. "I hope you understand. The so-called favor of the gods has never given people outstanding talents. It's actually a shackle, and the uneasy and kind gods just want to see you as a wolf bèi who is working your back with a shackle, or a miserable state of being crushed to death by a shackle! Just like people like to hang a radish in front of a mule that will never be touched, you don't know, it's funny. ”

I have to say, whether you want to believe this somewhat appalling statement or not. But you have to admit it. With the height of the sword god standing now, it is indeed possible to see the essence of some phenomena clearly. And putting aside the contempt for God in this discourse, the seemingly interesting examples are bloody enough to make people think deeply.

After a moment of silence, Wen Sling bowed respectfully: "Yes, the disciples must take it to heart." ”

With a casual gracle, Woodin glanced at Wenslin and smiled, "Still a little unwilling?"

“...... A little. After a moment's hesitation, Wenslin finally nodded in acknowledgement, knowing he couldn't hide it.

"Huh. You're so much better than I am. Wooding sighed softly, "You're just a little unwilling. But I'm already starting to get scared. ”

Wensling looked up in shock and disbelief at the words. He has now admitted that Done's opponent is the master, and he is no longer on the same level as himself. But he never imagined that the master would be afraid now...... The sword god is afraid?

Wooding was indifferent: "Don't be so excited, it's a fact." At least I don't have that kind of strength at his age. Comparing the first time we met with the present, the speed at which he has improved is truly terrifying...... If it is calculated according to this trend, over time, as long as he does not have an accident, even if I am not old, the title of the number one master in this continent will be given to him. ”

Hearing this hypothetical statement, Wensling couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, stared at the carriage below and said in a deep voice: "This time it was an accident!"

"Hehe, you have faith in me. Smiling, Wooding didn't say anything more. After all, a proper elevation of Donn's prospect is a good stimulus for Wensling, but if the stimulus is too much, it is too much.

At this time, the carriage galloping below had stopped in front of a small dark attic. This is a civilian residential area in the south of the city, the people who live here are not wealthy, and naturally there is not much exciting nightlife, except for a few people who like to walk at night, there are basically no people on the street, and the surrounding lights are sparse and dim.

The moment the carriage stopped, the iron door of the mansion was pushed open from the inside, and it seemed that it was a lame old man who was guarding the door, and Bunier, who had hurriedly got out of the carriage, flashed in...... Winsling didn't pay attention to this, he knew that the master's perception had always been on Bunier. And the master's perception is the most sensitive, not to mention the problem of perceiving the object, that is, if there is any wind and grass around the object, the master can also come instantly.

Of course, Tang En, who is also a master, is also very clear about this. So he doesn't use his senses, he can only look around with his eyes...... That's where Wensling's attention came from, and he was scrutinizing all the corners around Bunnier's house, hoping to find something.

In a short time, Bunier and the lame old man reappeared in front of the iron gate, and the latter brought another carriage out of the courtyard. But now Bunier has completely changed his appearance, wearing a fat coat on his body, carrying a large and small bag that should have been prepared a long time ago, and he has been vigilantly pressing the brim of his wide-brimmed hat when walking...... And in the dim light, the reason why he can still be recognized at a glance is because of his highly recognizable fat figure.

"Hey, that's kind of interesting. As if he had discovered something, Wooding suddenly let out a startled voice, then raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile, "Hehe, it seems that we are not the only ones who are ready to fail. ”

Hearing this, Wenslin subconsciously looked down, and Bunier had already stepped into the newly drawn carriage, and the man was sitting in the carriage, and the reins passed through the curtain, as if he wanted to drive away alone. Then he said something to the lame old man who was standing aside, and threw out a few coins, who nodded, and leaned over to pick up the coins scattered on the ground, looking a little gloomy, and at this time the carriage was already galloping aside......

Frowning, failing to see anything wrong, Wenslin couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wooding. Waving his hand and pointing downward, Wooding said softly, "Look down." ”

By the time Nabniel had turned the corner in his carriage and quickly disappeared from view, Woodin remained unmoved.

Seeing this, Wenslin's heart couldn't help but move, and his eyes refocused on the lame old man. At this moment the latter came to the iron door, which was with considerable difficulty in closing and locking. Then he looked at the attic inside, shook his head and sighed, and walked slowly towards the carriage that Bunier had been driving when he came.

Looking at this scene, and thinking of the coins that Bunier had thrown at random before leaving, the lame janitor had undoubtedly just lost his job.

Of course, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that Wensling still hasn't found a flaw, and it's also clear that Bunier's fat can't be stuffed into the lame old man's lean body.

Feeling that he had mistaken his master's meaning, Winslin swept his gaze back to the dark second-story attic. Could it be that the Bunier who drove away before was just a stand-in, with the intention of diverting the surveillance eyeliner that might be around him, and the real Bunier was still hiding inside?

This is very likely, after all, Wenslin did not release his senses, he felt that the person just now was Buniel, and it was just a simple judgment from his figure.

But at this time, Woodin moved, and waved his hand with the lame old man who was slowly driving away below: "Follow up." ”

Winslin was stunned and asked, "This is Buniel?!"

............ (To be continued......)