Ultimate Assassin System

2014-08-16

In the early morning, outside the tent, the sun is rising.

"Don, does this dress fit?" Joah turned around, her skirt fluttering like flowers and leaves.

Tang En touched his nose, withdrew his gaze on the opponent's slender waist without a trace, and said with the most certain tone: "Absolutely suitable!"

Tang En I don't know if there is a myth of clay shaping people in Other World. If there is, then Joah must have spent a lot of thought on the creator.

A black tunic cotton skirt with a silver-gray evening dress. Cool tones, heroic face. Standing there quietly, like an orchid in an empty valley. There is no need for many people to appreciate it, it has long been glamorous.

Perhaps because of Magician habit, Joah is often shown in robes. Over time, Tang En also got used to Joah's look. But now, when she has a brand-new outfit in front of her, Tang En knows what kind of exquisite curves and beautiful posture are hidden under the empty robe.

"This is what I brought when I escaped from home... um, wouldn't it be a bit out of the Grey Cloth Armed Force's image?" Joah touched his jacket and said worriedly.

Joah's heart is still very thin, most of the people in Grey Cloth Armed Force are of humble origin, and the best clothes are just level up from burlap to coarse cotton in terms of material. Although she doesn't care about this, it is inevitable that she has to consider other people's eyes, so until now she is wearing simple robes. Most of the clothes brought out are also cut out and changed to child size as gifts.

Tang En shook his head and said, "Usually it's not suitable, but now it's just right!"

"Oh, then I'm relieved!" Joah pressed his chest , then looked at the rising sun in the distance, "The negotiation time is eight o'clock, so I'll go first."

"Well, come on!"

Joah clenched his fists confidently. He waved: "Don't worry."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the center of the station. A large tent was set up there, and it was the place where the negotiations took place.

One party's attempt to save lives fails, fearing that the other party will go mad. One party wants to get out of here as soon as possible and implement a development plan. Therefore, after a little negotiation yesterday, Luosha decisively decided to start the negotiation at eight o'clock the next day.

tsk tsk...Tang En touched his chin while the other party left, and glanced at his figure impudently, these legs are really long enough!

"It's so long, so white, and slippery..."

Suddenly, Becky's comments about Joah appeared in Tang En's mind, covering his nose and looking up. No, no, no. High, high blood pressure! cough cough , calm, calm, color is emptiness, emptiness is color... In the distance, Joah who turned a passageway suddenly covered his face, the cold night wind could not lower the temperature of the red hot jade face.

Tang's eyes are so strange, um, lustful... Women are always sensitive to the eyes that scan their own bodies, but Tang En's self-concealed peeps were all noticed by Joah.

"Huh...huh..." He took a few deep breaths, waving his wrist and drawing the cold wind to his face. Joah's mind was very complicated at this time, embarrassed, and secretly delighted... She was not a person without ideas. After changing clothes, she already knew that this was the most suitable temperament. But in the end, for some unknown reason, I came to the Tang En tent subconsciously... What are you thinking, Joah, you are going to die, ashamed... After calming down, the temperature on his face subsided a little, Joah tidied up his clothes and looked like a resident center again go.

Needless to say, along the way, the early risers of Grey Cloth Armed Force saw Joah at his best.

The aristocratic temperament is intangible, but it does exist. It's just that some people are low-key and elegant, and some people are arrogant and domineering. The most obvious difference is Joah and those aristocratic youths.

Joah has received corresponding education since childhood, and has long been under the influence of aristocratic environment, and his temperament has long been formed. In addition, she later joined Grey Cloth Armed Force, which not only broadened her horizons, but also learned many management methods from Luosha, which made her unique temperament constantly improved.

Usually, when people talk to her, they just feel indescribably comfortable and happy.

But now Joah keeps telling himself in his heart to be strong and domineering. So those Grey Cloth Armed Force folks just stared blankly, amazed by her temperament image, and ashamed to come up and say hello as usual.

He walked calmly all the way to the negotiating place, at this time Luosha and the others had already arrived. In addition to several senior members of the Grey Cloth Armed Force, there are two young men like Borg. Obviously, there is more than one person who Bosco intends to fight for his younger generation.

At this time, Luosha was discussing the negotiation with several ministers. As for Borg and other young people, they were sitting obediently and honestly.

Wow—the curtains are lifted.

Joah walked in and waved: "Hi, Lorsa Aunt, Aumont Old General...Good morning everyone!"

  …quiet, audible stillness of the needle falling .

Several people in the tent stared at the door, freezing their actions just now.

Joah's unfathomable mystery put his hands down, looked at himself, and looked at everyone else: "What's wrong?"

"wa!" Lothar came back to the first his senses, exaggeratedly open his mouth. Immediately left the seat, came to Joah and hugged the latter, "You are so beautiful today, and this dress is also very beautiful..."

"Uh, thank you. I will wear it for you later."

"Ha, okay... ah, although the color is fine, I do not raise."

"It can be changed."

" Forget it, this dress is only suitable for you. tsk tsk, it is quite suitable for today's occasion, how did you think of it?"

"This is an idea given by Tang."

"Uh? That greedy guy still has this vision?"

"..."

It seems that as long as a woman is a woman, no matter what her status is, she will always be interested in beautiful clothes, etc. Something to relish.

During the conversation, most of the people in the tent came back to his senses.

"cough cough..." An old minister cleared his throat and woke up the two young people who were still obsessively looking at him. The latter blushed and lowered his head.

Bosco, who was in front of him, squinted his eyes, slightly nodded, and was thinking about something.

The two young men exchanged glances, and then said something in a low voice. Sitting next to them is Borg. He disdains to participate in the discussion between the two peers. He just looks at Joah, who is infinitely elegant, with a complicated face. The fists under the table are clenched, as if he wants to hold on to something. .

After this episode, Joah took her seat. The position is relatively back, but from the overall point of view, she has several ministers on her upper hand, and Borg and two young people on her lower hand.

This location was arranged by Losa, which undoubtedly explained something.

After sitting down, Borg greeted Joah naturally. The contact time between the two has been the longest, and recently they have often discussed negotiation matters together, so the conversation is very smooth.

This situation is obviously very interesting to the two young people, but if they want to go up to talk, because they are not familiar with it, they can only say a couple of unnutritious words and then retreat.

At this time, the corner of Borg's mouth twitched imperceptibly, as if mocking the overestimate one's capabilities of these two people. Actually, that's exactly what it means.

For a moment, Luosha frowned, lifts the head and asked the recording staff behind him, "What time is it?"

"Eight thirty, Chief."

Luosha nodded, his face is a little ugly.

The time previously agreed by the two parties was eight o'clock. Those negotiators lived in the Legion camp, only ten miles apart. It was really easy to come here. But now that it is too late, it will inevitably make people feel that they are not paying enough attention.

About half an hour later, Luosha got up with a sullen face: "This is the end of today! Inform the guards at the station, if the other party comes, they will be blocked from entering. If you want to negotiate, let them be at seven o'clock tomorrow morning. Come on. If they don't arrive on time tomorrow morning, let them prepare nineteen coffins!"

This is the most obvious meaning, because there are nineteen noble youths in total... At this time, the Legion camp door.

War horses, soldiers, gorgeous carriages are all available. Obviously they were ready, but they looked at the entrance of the camp from time to time as if they were waiting for an important figure, but didn't set off.

At this time, the burly Barlow rolled over and dismounted, walked to a carriage, and saluted, "Sir Barrett, when can we leave?"

Bollette this The name is ordinary, nothing worth making a fuss about nothing. But if you add the family prefix of Bradley, it is enough to make people scream, because this is the family Title of the Prime Minister of the Empire.

Pop, the door opened, revealing a few curly-haired old nobles sitting inside, as well as the luxurious interior decoration.

"General Barlow, we can leave at any time. But we need to wait for His Excellency Philip to arrive. He is also a member of this negotiation." An old nobleman with red light across the whole face spread his hands, slightly A helpless way.

"Then when will Sir Philip arrive? It's more than an hour past the negotiating time."

"Sorry, we don't know that either. Just wait, it's already Send someone to urge."

"Okay!" General Barlow saluted stiffly, then backed away.

Philip? The guy who took the women to the barracks? Hmph, there was a lot of noise last night, and now there's a ghost if you can climb up... Several old nobles in the car looked at each other, and they all looked the head.

A gloomy aristocrat opened the mouth and said: "I really don't understand why an unrelated person has to be in the negotiating team. Does he have any relatives arrested?"

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A fat nobleman beside him said hesitantly: "It is said that he wants to see the scenery in the north."

"Damn, what scenery is there to see here." The gloomy old man The aristocrat said angrily, "I believe that I have seen a woman in the north, huh, that's not in vain for the title of the wolf!"

The other people looked at each other, revealing meaning A deep smile. The name of Philip, the wolf of the **** is not wrong, and the ladies and wives he has harmed are really countless. That Ser Cecil, the gloomy nobleman, had a daughter who also suffered.

At this time, Bolette pinched the bridge of his nose with loose skin: "Don't be noisy, it is said that Second Prince means."

Uh...the car suddenly fell into silence.

The disagreement between several princes in the empire is a well-known thing in the aristocratic circle. This involves the affairs of the Wang Family, the emperor of the empire. Although some of them are high and powerful, they dare not talk about these things at will.

bang bang bang...the windows were knocked.

"Sir, Sir Philip's people are back. Well, he said he'd get up and take some friends to hunt, so he can't negotiate."

"Damn, This scumbag!" Sir Cecil slammed the teacup on the table, "What friends, not just those few slutty women I found out of nowhere."

Speaking of this, how many The old nobleman also smiled bitterly. This Philip also has the ability. They came to the north together, but just under his nose, Philip unconsciously hooked up with a few women. And how vicious their eyes are, it is easy to see that two of them should be from nobles. This has to make people sigh that they are getting old, their charm is not there, and they are in a bad mood now.

"cough cough..." The fat aristocrat cleared his throat, ignoring Ser Cecil's ugly face, and said to everyone, "Since Your Excellency Philip can't come, let's go first. ."

Bolette nodded, and then said to the window: "Go and talk to General Barlow, we will go now."

"Yes, sir!"

...... After waiting for a long time, the noble negotiating team finally left the camp and officially set off.

In addition to the luxurious carriages, there were the guard battalion led by Barlow, as well as some arrogant soldiers dressed in golden fish scale armor.

It's only ten miles away, even if the carriage is slowing things down. Less than half an hour later, they were outside the Grey Cloth Armed Force station.

But when we got here, the soldiers who opened the way found that they could not get in... Outside the station, a young soldier with a gun said with a sullen face: "This is the Grey Cloth Armed Force station, please leave quickly. ."

"en?" Captain frowned, a soldier in fish scale armor, said impatiently, "Didn't you say it? We are the negotiating team."

"This is the location of the Grey Cloth Armed Force, please leave quickly." The soldier was still repeating the previous words, and added at the end, "If we don't leave, we will take offensive measures."

"Eh?" The soldier Captain was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Are you fucking deaf or blind, didn't you see the convoy behind? We made an appointment with your leader to negotiate, what happened? Can you, a little soldier, afford this responsibility?"

"Oh, so it is!" The young soldier continued to speak in a rigid voice as if he had just heard this, "Our leader said Now, in view of your unpunctual and impolite behavior, the negotiation time has been changed to seven o'clock tomorrow morning. If you still don't arrive tomorrow, you will carry the coffin to collect the body."

"Now, you can go back. ."

"Go back, go back?" The soldier Captain got angry and pushed him away, "What are you kidding! We came all the way here, are you telling us to go back now?"

pa! The young soldier wanted to say something, but he was slapped on the head with a slap. He turned around innocently, his body was shaken, and he stood up and shouted: "Captain!"

"When others attack you, you don't know how to fight back?" Shi Shiran, a middle age person with a face full of vicissitudes, walked out from behind, "Don't call me a soldier of my long spear breaking the formation team, I can't afford to lose that person. !"

"Are you Captain?" Captain, the soldier in the golden fish scale armor, breathed a sigh of relief, "Since you are here, we can always let us in now."

"This is not in a hurry..." The middle age person with a face full of vicissitudes waved his hand and moved his wrist, "Let's first count the incident that you attacked my soldier just now."

Attack... The enemy's soldier Captain is a little confused, but just pushes it, is it considered an attack?

Before he could figure it out, a fist had taken over the entire field of vision.

Bang——The soldier Captain was smashed out by a single fist like a broken sack and smashed out a few meters away. Without a word, he fainted.

"See, this is the style of our long spear breaking the formation team, remember?"

"Remember, Captain!"

...the soldiers in fish scale armor stared blankly at the stunned Captain, and then at the middle age person who took the opportunity to teach his subordinates ... "Damn, you are so bold!"

"Copy guy, motherfucker, it's too arrogant."

"Teach them a lesson!"

In an instant, the soldiers of the other side held their weapons in their hands and surrounded them. go up.

Who are they, they are the Imperial Family guards. Even if some of the little knights came across them, they had to be polite. Who would have thought of this, but was insulted by a gatekeeper.

"Yo, this is going to be a gang fight." The middle age person with a face full of vicissitudes exaggeratedly expressed surprise, then took the long spear from the soldier's hand, "You step back first, look before you Captain Are you bragging about what you said!"

After finishing speaking, with a long spear and a straight body, a tragic imposing manner that even though there are thousands of people, I am alone.

The soldier who was in front was thrown to the ground in an instant, and then instead of retreating, he advanced: "See clearly, when you are surrounded by enemy troops, you must first judge the attack distance of each weapon. Then..."

Phew... The long spear was swept out like a wand, and several soldiers who were also holding the long spear were swept to the ground.

"Then we must take advantage of the distance of the weapon in hand, so..."

Hiss, Hiss, Hiss... Not dense, but absolutely accurate gun shadows spilled out. Pick out the Broadsword from the hands of several soldiers, then turn around, sweep the long spear tail section, and fly those soldiers one by one!

"Killing the enemy on the battlefield is very important, but the more important thing is to protect one's own safety when killing the enemy..." The vicissitudes of the middle age person wields a long spear surrounded by soldiers, going up and down, without a single enemy.

At this time, the rear station entrance.

Tang En with a smile on his face said to Joah next to him: "I told you before that Frey is the Captain of the Thunder Gun breaking the formation team, and he must be the first to enter the enemy camp in every battle. .So this kind of siege battle scene, he is best at."

Joah nods and praises: "by the strength of oneself can defeat a team of soldiers, this is too powerful"

"Hehe, this is not the most powerful, mainly because these soldiers are too useless." Having said that, Tang En shook the head, "If he has been cultivating in the army, his current strength is also Advanced Martial. Artist, what a pity!"

"Oh, but I think he's very difficult to deal with now...Don, can you do that too?" Joah turned his head and asked.

"Uh, ordinary soldiers are fine." Tang En touched his nose and spread his hands, "But I'm Assassin, why would I run into the crowd to fight. That's handsome enough, But it's easy to die."

"Then what would you do?"

"I, I'm fast. So I'll walk around the periphery, kill one and come out, Before they pay attention, go in and kill another one..."

"It sounds so wretched."

"Assassin, how can there be something that is not wretched." Tang En said in disapproval , then turned his head, "How is it, are you in a better mood now?"

Joah stunned: "Ah?"

Tang En shrugged: "You spend time and energy dressing up It's so beautiful, but these people are still late, obviously they don't give face. Now that they have been taught a lesson, don't you feel better?"

"..." Joah sneered ironically. Tang En, then said with a serious face, "Well, it's a little better, but it's still worse."

"tsk tsk, women are really greedy." Tang En shook the head, Feeling helpless, then the eyes shined, pointing to the middle aged big man who arrived quickly at a high speed in the distance, "Ha, here is an expert, now you can be cool."