Ultimate Assassin System

2014-08-16

(I just got home at the peak of the return journey. Well, I will write a chapter first. Starting tomorrow, the update will resume It's normal, oh no, it's about to burst out!)

In the evening, at the entrance of the tavern.

"Sir, stay here, just send it here, thank you for your hospitality today!"

"Haha, it should be. Well, please give more consideration to our proposal... ...Anyway, we are sincere to cooperate."

"Don't worry, Sir...well, by the way, our people are offended today, Sir Simpson's side...isn't there any problem?"

The harmonious farewell scene suddenly stagnated. Whether it was the new nobles entire group or Diff, they all turned their heads to look at a guy with a dull expression, with a strange expression.

"Uh...however, there were no casualties, the problem should be, it shouldn't be a big problem..."

Use casualties as a measure of the size of the problem, and the target is still a noble, Ronald No matter how I said it, I felt that my words were very lacking, so I hesitated to answer, and finally passed it on vaguely.

Obviously, this question is not suitable for in-depth discussion. The new aristocrat didn't have a good impression of Simpson's group of people. He saw the other person fall into a hysterical state just now, in a coma, in a coma, dumbfounded, and he was still a little taking pleasure in other people's misfortune. But when he thought that the young man named Arthur who had achieved this effect was the object of his negotiation, he naturally felt a little pressure in his heart.

Speaking of which, the scene is a little weird. Fortunately, now that parting is approaching, Joah and Ronald said a few polite words to each other before pedaling away tacitly.

The tavern for this negotiation was in the center of the city. Although it was late in the evening, the flow of people was still unabated. Since there are many people, it is not easy to hide and evacuate.

However, Tang En and the others had already considered this issue, so as soon as they got on the carriage, several cars drove towards the square in the city at the same time, then crossed each other and left in different directions.

Tang En was naturally with Joah. After several transfers, circles, etc., the two got into the long-awaited Balao car.

A moment later, he lowered the car curtain and looked away from the back. Tang En turned his head to Joah and said, "Okay, safe!" Then he opened the front door, "Ba Lao, let's go along the route we planned earlier. ...Well, pay attention to your surroundings."

"Okay! Don't worry, I'm from a scout background. Driving..."

In the car, Joah, who was slightly tired, reached out and rubbed it. Eyes, and then said with some joy: "Building an independent commoner Academy, small-scale pilot tax reduction...hehe, today is not bad, I finally got some gains."

After a while, habitually He tilted his head and frowned, "But I still feel a little strange. Although there are some discounts, ... the other party seems to be trying to please us on purpose. Are there any conditions?"

"It should be, gu lu ..." Tang En on the side picked up the teapot and poured it directly, his voice was a little hoarse, "I came out once and saw Philip...well, I was in a bad mood, but he still asked me for a contact point for a secret agency. , probably to be a messenger."

The creekside tavern is an important stronghold of the secret organization in Shanxi City. several other minor points of contact. This is also true in other cities, the difference is just a little bit.

"so that's how it is." Joah didn't care about Philip's Condition, and was suddenly nodded when he heard Tang En's words. This time, the members of the noble negotiating team are obviously opposed, and it is really inconvenient for the new nobles to do something. And Philip, as someone who knew both sides, was not attracting attention, so it was naturally a better choice to spread the word through him.

Thinking about this, Joah's previous euphoria subsided immediately. Obviously, this negotiation has not yet reached the real substantive stage. Immediately, as if thinking of something, he secretly glanced at Tang En, covered his mouth and chuckled: "Right! Tang, your performance today...hehe, very good. It's awesome!"

Having been with Tang En for a long time, Joah is also used to these odd-sounding worldly words. With a wave of his hand, Tang En picked up the water bottle again with a nonchalant expression on his face: "Isn't this caught on the shelf, cough cough, gu lu... It made my throat spit fire. Hey, you know, I am People are usually very modest."

Catching up on the shelves... modest... Joah grinned, his eyes widened, as if he was listening to a fantasy story. How can you make the Simpsons who are so angry that they are about to vomit blood...

The carriage passes through the lively streets unhurriedly, and the surrounding buildings gradually change from stand in great numbers shops to rows of low-rise houses , when the oil lamp sparks, no pedestrians are visible, and some are remote and desolate.

Tracking in such an environment will undoubtedly be much more difficult. So Ba Lao in front of the car tightened the reins and gradually increased his speed.

In the car, Tang En met Joah's dazed gaze, and for a moment, he smacked his lips and put down the kettle: "Don't look at me like this... You can't do a personal cult, and don't be so obsessed with brother, brother. Is it really just a legend... eh?"

Before he finished speaking, Tang En's body froze suddenly, his lazy expression disappeared instantly, the narrow eyes slightly narrowed, and the rays of light like a blade edge lit up.

At this moment, neigh...

The horse neighed in panic, and the body leaned forward as if it had tripped over something. Then the angry roar sounded, "Be careful!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The bowstring vibrated and the arrow whistled.

Everything happened in an instant, Tang En was sitting in the carriage, relying on his sensitivity to danger to detect something wrong. Although Ba Lao is a little weak in this regard, he was born in a scout soldier and has an almost instinctive alertness to the surrounding environment. If it is normal, the two of them can see something from a few dozen meters away. But this time, it's a bit late...

The reason is very simple, whether it's Tang En or Ba Lao, they all focus on the back and see if anyone is following. But this raid was more like someone laying in ambush here, waiting for them to drill.

Bang, bang, bang...

The horses fell and the shards flew. The arrows shot from all directions at the same time, and the thin car wall was simply unable to withstand a single blow in front of it, and it shattered instantly.

After a round of arrow rain, it stopped for less than a second, and the arrows turned quickly in the dark. Indole... The arrow branch fell on the bluestone floor, making a dense explosion like fried beans.

Some shot to the front of the carriage, where Bala jumped out following the momentum of the carriage and rolled to the ground. Most of the arrows were shot towards the back of the carriage, because there was a silhouette rolling on the ground a few times and quickly rising up, the figure flickered like a Ghost Umbra, and often avoided the whistling arrows without delay.

Needless to say, it was Tang En, or to be precise, Tang En holding Joah from the bottom of the carriage to project the coverage of the first round of arrows.

With cold and severe eyes, Tang En quickly locked his eyes on dozens of silhouettes holding bows and arrows on the surrounding roofs while avoiding the arrows. Immediately, his eyelids jumped, loudly roared, "Go! Go! Go..."

Obviously, this sentence was addressed to Balao, because after the arrows rained without success, the arrows shot immediately. The shape of the branch is a little weird...

Boom, boom, boom...

The arrow branches hit the ground, like a powder keg that instantly ignites a fuse, and the air waves are like tides Rolling like this, the hard floors were easily lifted off in front of this explosive force.

"Ba Lao..."

There was a short exclamation, but it was Joah who saw Balao's figure being blown into the shadow of the corner by the air wave through the firelight, and then a few The arrow branch sank like a shadow... Bang, Tang En pulled the speed to the pinnacle, and the will fit before the air wave arrived, smashing through the wall of a residential house beside the road and rushing in. Without waiting for a break, he rushed in again, smashing several walls in succession.

Step one stopped, Tang En put down Joah, turned his hand to light up the dagger, Rapid Speed said: "They are coming for us, you go and save Bala, be careful, there are magic break arrows!"

The fact that Joah is Magician is not well known, and is mostly a secret agency insider. But in the arrow rain of the first round just now, there were clearly signs of magic break arrows. It was obvious that this group of people came for them.

After the words were finished, Tang En jumped out of the window on one side, and with one foot on the window lattice, he grabbed the eaves and turned it up. He probed for a while, the arrow rain had stopped, and dozens of silhouettes over there were pointing up.

With all kinds of weapons rushing here, it is clear that it is a posture of chasing and killing to the end.

"Interesting..." Muttered in a low voice, Tang En in the eyes deadly aura flashed by, silently stepping on the roof tiles and running to the west.

As if timing, a sturdy black-clothing man just turned around from that side when he saw a black shadow in front of him. Faster than this, it was a wipe. To the cold light in the throat...

"Here... uh, sigh..."

The warning sound was short and rapid, followed by a series of meaningless air leaking words, staggering a few times. With one step, the black-clothing man simply fell from the roof, making a dull crashing sound.

"Over there, surround yourself!"

Hearing the movement, the black-clothing man scattered on the roof turned their heads in unison, and saw a black shadow flashing from the eaves. Died, quickly surrounded and killed.

Because of the previous ambush, the black-clothing man's position is relatively loose. It can be said that no matter where the man goes, he will inevitably be surrounded.

"Below, stop him!"

Ding ding... bang bang! The black-clothing man who arrived first saw the shadow falling down the alleyway, and hurriedly greeted the people over there to fall and block it. But after several clashes of weapons and the sound of falling to the ground, when he turned around, there was no trace of the black shadow, and he saw the companion who fell first, his chest, thighs, wrists... all over his body. The blood was sprayed, and it seemed that he was dead.

"Damn it! Isn't it Magician?" The black-clothing man was shocked when he saw this scene. In such a short time and the distance is so close, this effect is obviously not something that Magician, who is not good at melee combat, can do.

"Oh? Who told you..."

The faint voice, black-clothing man a shivered, saw a black shadow turn out from behind the blood-spraying companion Rapid Speed, and instantly right in front of you. subconsciously slashed vertically, missed, and pulled out an arc horizontal slash, missed...

"Is there a Magician here?"

Back, attack, back, back, Step back... at such a close distance, it would be too late for Battle Qi to break out, let alone answer questions. The black-clothing man wanted to distance himself so that the sword had room to swing. But taking a step back, the cold glow in front of him suddenly filled his line of sight, and he could only step back.

But it was only five steps back, the ghost Umbra-like shadow instantly cut to the close combat side, slashed the wrist, and challenged the flying sword... In a short time, the black-clothing man still didn't understand What happened, the line of defense was broken in an instant, it was dark in front of him, and he fell to the ground softly.

Withdrew his left hand, Tang En glanced at the unconscious black-clothing man indifferently: "Federation asked you to say..." After finishing his words, he raised his head abruptly, facing the black-clothing man who was behind the roof. The line of sight, the corners of the mouth draw an icy arc, and the silhouette retreats, falling into the shady curtain behind him...

 … (To be continued.)