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However, the courtyard where Wu Sangui lives is much more tightly guarded, Wen Yi controlled the camera to turn around, there were six secret sentinels, and the guards with knives outside the courtyard stood three meters apart, which was not a patrol at all.

In the large but exceptionally empty courtyard, there is almost no place to hide. There are not many guards inside, there are two people standing at the front and back doors, but at first glance, they are masters, and I am afraid that Liu Dahong's strength is no match for one of them.

And there are three teams of ten patrol guards around, and the surrounding courtyards are all elite guards in the house, as long as there is any movement, they can arrive quickly.

It's no wonder that the people of Muwangfu and Xuanshui Hall haven't been able to succeed for so many years, not to mention that they will disturb the guards on the periphery, even if they really rush here, they will be helpless in the face of a large number of guards.

Wen Yi observed for a while and found the darkest southwest corner, where entering the courtyard was also the least likely to be noticed by the two people in front of the door.

Pulling out two flying knives from his arms, Wen Yi took a deep breath, and raised his hand to throw out the flying knives in his hand when he approached the two guards standing in the corner of the wall less than five meters away.

The two flying knives hit the two guards standing against the corner of the wall at the same time, one into the head and the other into the throat, Wen Yi, who rushed to the side of the two of them with a cat's waist, supported the two of them, leaned against the wall, and put the long knives in their hands against their waists, making them look like they were lazy against the wall.

Without pausing for too long, Wen Yi had already swept over the high wall and fell into the courtyard. There were two people standing in front of the door, a bald man without half a hair on his head, with several hideous scars on his face, which should be the same as the bald man who died in Wen Yi's hands before, but this person looks even stronger.

The other person is a clear-looking Taoist priest with a cyan long sword on his back, and if he can stand here, he should also have the strength to attack the late stage of the realm.

There was a dim palace lamp lit where the two of them were standing, and they should not dare to disturb Wu Sangui, who was resting in the house, so the two of them didn't say a word, just like two clay statues standing.

Wen Yi held his breath and silently approached the two, after practicing the myriad of changes, landing silently This is the basic kung fu, stepping on the snow without a trace, this is the pursuit.

The two guards outside are afraid that they will be discovered in a while, so Wen Yi must move quickly.

When Wen Yi approached the two of them, the Taoist found Wen Yi rushing from behind the bald man, and just wanted to speak, Wen Yi had already clicked on the bald man's acupoint twice, and at the same time crashed into the arms of the Taoist priest who was drawing his sword, and pressed a dagger on his neck, signaling him not to speak.

The Taoist priest nodded a little frightened, but at the moment when Wen Yi let go of the dagger, he wanted to open his mouth and call, but before he could scream, Wen Yi had already knocked him unconscious with a punch.

"Wu Sangui has never died, it turned out that it was because I didn't come. Wen Yi leaned the Taoist priest against the pillar on the side, and said with his thoughts to the audience in the live broadcast room.

"2333 Brother Yi is invincible!"

"Before, I didn't have any money, but I was happy every day. Now it's different:

Not only is there no money, not happy, but also hot, and fat, and black... Fortunately, I still have a brother who can pretend to be forced!"

"Brother Yi, let me tell you, pretending to be forced will be struck by lightning sooner or later. So...... Next time, let's change into lunch clothes. ”

"How do I avoid nausea and retching while brushing my teeth?" and give you a trick...... Please stop brushing your teeth in front of the mirror!"

"Recently, there have been a lot of jokers, and I am laughing to death. ”

......

Wen Yi glanced at the barrage, and was also thundered by the new jokers, and suddenly found that his live broadcast was serious recently, shook his head with a smile, cut the door pin with a dagger, and put the camera in first, and after confirming that there was no danger, he entered the house.

This room is very large, there is a big bed in the inner room, there is a middle-aged man lying down, and there are two maids standing against the pillar in the outer room, who seem to be a little sleepy, leaning against the pillar, and nodding their heads.

Wen Yi walked over in a low voice, lit the acupoints of the two maids, put them on the ground, found a fire fold from the side, lit an oil lamp, and put it next to the bed. The rather dignified man on the bed was naturally Wu Sangui.

Wen Yi knocked the dagger in his hand on the side of the bed, Wu Sangui suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Wen Yi, the essence in his eyes flashed suddenly, and while his body rolled to the side, he reached out and touched the long sword placed on the side.

Soon he stopped his movements, however, and twisted his body back to the side, for a dagger was against his neck.

A flash of panic flashed on Wu Sangui's face, but he quickly regained his composure, lay back in his original position, looked at Wen Yi and said, "What do you want to do?"

Wen Yi looked at Wu Sangui, whose complexion had returned to normal, although he started from the army, although he led the Qing soldiers into the customs, but all the way south and west, no one could stop him, and he was indeed a traitor of the previous generation.

Of course, if it weren't for the idea of getting him to raise troops, the dagger in Wen Yi's hand should have cut off his head, instead of talking to him here.

Wen Yi looked at Wu Sangui and said with a smile: "The prince is a smart person, he should know that my knife is faster than the monk and Taoist priest outside the door, and it must be faster than the prince." I'm not going to kill you, but I'm trying to make a deal with you. ”

Wu Sangui looked at Wen Yi for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Say, what do you want?"

"I don't want anything. Wen Yi shook his head and looked at Wu Sangui, "But I know that the prince wants this world and the dragon chair in the capital." ”

Wu Sangui's eyes froze, "The emperor sent you?"

"I just killed the little emperor's father, how could he send me?" Wen Yi smiled and shook his head.

"Are you Wen Yi of the Heaven and Earth Society, what do you want to do?" Wu Sangui was startled, his face changed slightly, and his voice couldn't help but raise a few points.

"I didn't expect the prince to know my name too. Wen Yi was also a little surprised, but after thinking about it, the people who came that day didn't say 10,000 but also 5,000, even Wei Xiaobao and they were all mixed in, and it was normal for the people in Pingxi Wangfu to get the news.

Sometimes I think about it, these Jianghu people think about things really very simple, as long as they scold Wu Sangui a few words, they will become their own people, and they will report the main characters of the plan and everything in one go, isn't this similar to playing a family, no wonder Wu Sangui can't even be killed for so many years, let alone say anything against the Qing Dynasty and restoring sight.

"In that case, then I'll open the skylight and say something, the prince wants to sit on that dragon chair, and our heaven and earth will want to drive the Tartars out of the gate, so we plan to make a deal with the prince and rebel together?" Wen Yi put the dagger back, looked at Wu Sangui who was sitting up straight, and said.

"Rebel?" Wu Sangui asked rhetorically, "Although there are tens of thousands of gangs in your Heaven and Earth Society, they are all stragglers, except for the little family background left back then, what's the use of really going to the battlefield?"

The Yanping County Mansion still has a bit of a family background, but most of the troops on those turtle islands can't do anything, and you will want to cooperate with me, how do you plan to cooperate?" )