Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Romance -> First Marquis

Chapter 145 Come and go without a trace

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search "First Hou" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!

    Assassinations that occur while walking around in a busy city are the most difficult to guard against.

    ¡°And this is in Jiannan Daofucheng, just one street away from the Daofu.

    Who would have thought that there would be an assassination here, just like no one would have thought that the wise and mighty emperor would be held hostage by a eunuch.

    This arrow came with such ferocity that Xiang Yun's scalp went numb, and the arrow hit his ear with a buzzing sound. He tilted his body, and the follower who was following him rushed towards him. Blood splashed on Xiang Yun's face, and the arrow stopped at him.  of double currently.

    The attendant fell limply in front of him.

    Xiang Yun grabbed his body, his hands shaking with his heartbeat, his eardrums almost bursting, and the chatter and laughter on both sides of the street were far and near.

    Escaped.

    It was only then that the guards on both sides reacted and surrounded Xiang Yun. A man had already jumped out of the restaurant, pointing towards Xiang Yun with a long knife in his hand.

    The light of the sword was dazzling in the sunlight, and the people on the street finally stopped making noise and burst out shouting.

    "There is an assassin!"

    The street instantly fell into chaos.

    Chaos makes it easier to assassinate. Longyou's guards did not fall into chaos. A group of people rushed to both sides to lock the people in the room. One group transformed into an iron wall, and the rest met the oncoming assassins.

    The assassin flipped flexibly in mid-air, and the long knife in his hand snaked through the throats, necks and arms of several guards.

    There was a clanging sound, and countless swords and guns in the formation were swung, knocking away the incoming long knives.

    But the long knife also opened a crack, and the figure rolled to the ground, stabbing Xiang Yun like an arrow with his toes.

    With a click, a guard's throat was pierced by a dagger, and Xiang Yun behind him was surrounded again by the guards using this block.

    The person who came did not stop, but actually bumped into Xiang Yun with his body. Xiang Yun's five close bodyguards all moved like giant hands to slap the person.

    The person who came didn¡¯t crash into the palm, but stepped on it and used the force to flip and jump out of the circle formation.

    ¡°Don¡¯t let him go!¡± a guard shouted upon noticing.

    But it was still a step too late. The person who came was as light as a swallow. He climbed onto the roof amidst the noise and disappeared after several ups and downs.

    The guards dispersed and chased. The people who were locked up in restaurants and tea shops on both sides were surrounded by guards for inspection. The horses' hooves were chaotic, and the soldiers and horses from the government road also arrived. The streets fell into chaos and chaos, and the chaos spread to all sides.

    Xiang Yun stood in the noise, with two guards lying at his feet, both of whom had their throats pierced. There was no fear on his face, only shock.

    "One arrow, one sword, one step with the sword. He turned around and left without hitting the three moves. This person only took four steps from the time he appeared to the time he left. His movements were not stagnant at all. He was an assassin, not a dead soldier."

    A dead soldier dies with his opponent. If the opponent does not die, he will die. An assassin will not die until the opponent dies. As long as he does not die, the assassination will continue.

    Who wants to kill him?  On the street of Jiannan Road, under the bright blue sky and white sun.

    "This must be the group that assassinated Yan Mao." Li Min waved his sleeves and shouted, "They were unwilling to kill only Yan Mao last time. Maybe their original target was Mr. Xiang."

    The government office was filled with officials and generals. After such a big incident, Mr. Li San also came back from the entertainment scene.

    "That must be the case." Li Fengyao shouted, "It was those remnants of Nanyi who did it. They wanted to kill Lord Xiang."

    After Li Fengan rebelled against Nanyi and was killed, Xiang Yun led his troops to deal with the aftermath. The descendants of the Ping family were basically destroyed in his hands. Compared with Yan Mao, Xiang Yun was the most hated enemy of the Nanyi Ping family.

    ¡°In addition to the generals who thought so, the people in the city also thought so.

    "There is some panic in the city." A general with a calm face said, "The assassins of the Nanyi people are so bold."

    Li Fengan was assassinated on the battlefield, Yan Mao was in the wild, and now he was assassinated in the city.

    "In addition, something happened to His Majesty in the capital, and the people are very uneasy." Another older official said solemnly, "It was not like this before when the Governor was away."

    ¡°After all, if something happens to one person, it can be regarded as an accident, but it¡¯s different if something happens to one person after another.

    "We must investigate strictly and catch the assassin."

    "This is Jiannan Road, and this is Fucheng."

    There were noisy discussions in the hall, and Xiang Yun sat there, seemingly deep in thought and lost in thought, until someone asked, "Master Xiang, what is an assassin like? What is his background as a skill?"

    Xiang Yun looked at everyone with some thoughts: "He has not covered his face. He is about twenty years old and has a handsome appearance."

    Everyone in the hall was surprised. Assassins usually change their appearance in order to hide their tracks. A handsome person is the focus of the crowd. When walking on the street, he will alsoNo one remembers it, let alone the assassination.

    "His skills are very powerful, but they have not been polished." Xiang Yun continued, "He is not a member of the military."

    "There is a fart army in Nanyi." Li Min shouted, "The Ping family raised only servants, and we gave them guidance and training for a few days."

    "The Ping family can also cultivate some so-called capable people and strangers." Someone added.

    Xiang Yun didn't speak. He just said the wrong thing. He was distracted and said what was in his heart. He was not talking about people in the army, and of course he was not talking about Nanyi, but Jiannan Road.

    "Don't discuss this." Li Min said, "Third Master, please order us to draw a portrait and arrest the assassin first."

    He was asking a question, but in fact he had already given a conclusion. Li Fengyao didn't care about the conclusion, he only cared about asking for instructions in the first half of the sentence.

    "Do it quickly." He slapped the table with his big hand and waved to Xiang Yun without Li Min's reminder, "Master Xiang, please stop living outside and move home first. It's safe here."

    Xiang Yun thanked him but refused: "Is Xiang Yun a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? I only regret not catching him, and I am just waiting for him to come again."

    Yes, it is indeed not the behavior of Jiannan Taoists to hide when encountering danger, and others also agreed.

    Only Li Fengyao and Li Min shook their heads.

    "You guys are too concerned about face." Mr. Li San said.

    "The third master is right." Li Min said.

    ?¡­

    ?¡­

    Of course Xiang Yun doesn¡¯t want to save face.

    "The master suspects that this assassin is from Jiannan Road?" the attendant asked in surprise.

    "But this person does not feel familiar to me. I will not be unimpressed by a person with such skills." Xiang Yun thought, he is too familiar with Jiannan Dao, more familiar than the people of Jiannan Dao, and his soldiers and horses have special habits.  The skills of the people and even the types of weapons, "Perhaps they were arranged by people from Jiannan Road and found from other places outside."

    But judging from the reactions of everyone in the hall, it¡¯s not a lie.

    As for the fact that everyone firmly believes that it is Nan Yi¡¯s assassin, it is also because of him. After all, Nan Yi¡¯s two assassinations were arranged by him.

    "I have no evidence. These are all my guesses. Things have always been wrong. They excluded me first" Xiang Yun said, turning his head and stopping when he saw the chubby face of the attendant in front of him.

    The chubby face looked a little confused and dull. This was not his personal follower before.

    Xiang Yun was silent for a moment: "Has Yu Yu been buried?"

    Hearing these words, the fat face suddenly regained its clarity: "It's buried. Next, I will write a letter to my family to comfort and take care of his family."

    Xiang Yun nodded. He didn't need to worry about these little things.

    "Master, do you suspect that someone from Jiannan Road did it? That's why you don't want to live in Li's house." The fat-faced follower cheered up and continued what he said before.

    It's not that Xiang Yun watched the fat face that suddenly didn't speak: "You can arrange the smaller things, and write a letter to make the family don't worry."

    The fat-faced follower responded and exited.

    Xiang Yun looked at the fluttering door curtain. Not only could he not be locked up in Li's house and become a useless decoration like Mr. Li San, he should also leave Jiannan Road.

    The appearance of this assassin was too sudden, too inexplicable, and too coincidental. It must be related to Jiannan Road.

    The assassin was still wandering outside, waiting for a hit, and then he was thought to have died due to Nan Yi's assassination.

    He doesn¡¯t want to die in Jiannan Road with the result of his arrangement, nor can he use his own life to verify his guess. Without his life, no matter how many calculations he makes, no matter how talented he is, it will be empty talk, just like Li Fengan and Yan Mao.

    When night falls, the yamen is still brightly lit. Li Min sits in front of the desk and does not handle documents with both hands as usual. Instead, he leans on his chin and stares at the lights in a daze.

    For him now, being in a daze is a luxury.

    "Where did this assassin come from?" He murmured to himself, "Nanyi is impossible. Could it be related to the eldest lady?"

    ?¡­

    ?¡­

    (Two updates) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report