Vol 3 Chapter 332: Kill halfway

(I came home at the peak of the return journey. Well, write a chapter first. Starting tomorrow, the update will return to normal, oh no, it is going to burst to make up!)
In the evening, in front of the tavern.
"Jazz stay here, just send it here, thank you for your hospitality today!"
"Haha, it should. Well, please consider our proposal ... In short, we have sincere cooperation."
"Jazz rest assured ... um, by the way, our people are more offended today, Sir Simpson's side ... is it okay?"
The harmonious farewell scene was delayed for a while. Whether it was the new aristocracy or Diff, they all unconsciously turned their heads to look at a dull looking guy with a strange look.
"Uh ... no injuries have occurred. The problem should be, shouldn't be big ..."
Taking the casualties as a measure of the size of the problem, and the object is still the aristocracy, Ronald feels that his words are very unfounded, hesitantly answered, and finally passed it vaguely.
Obviously, this issue is not suitable for further discussion. The new aristocracy did not have a good opinion of the group of Simpsons. Just now they saw the other party fall into a hysterical state, a coma, a dumbfounded dumbfounded, a little gloating in their hearts. However, the thought of the young man named Arthur who was able to achieve this effect was the object of his negotiation. Naturally, he felt a little more and more stressed.
Speaking of this, the scene is a bit weird. Fortunately, it was now nearing the end, after Josiah and Narona had said a few polite words to each other, they pedaled unconsciously and left.
The tavern for this negotiation is in the city center. Although it is late evening, the flow of people is still unabated. Since there are many eyes and people, it is not easy to hide and evacuate.
However, Tang En had already considered this problem, so they just got into the carriage. Several cars went towards the city square at the same time, then staggered with each other and left in different directions.
Tang En naturally was with Josiah, and after passing through a number of transfers, detours, etc. on the way, the two got into the long-awaited Pakistani car.
moment. Put down the curtain, look back from the back, Tang En turned to Josiah and said, "Okay, safe!" Then opened the front door, "Ba Lao, let's go along the route we planned before ... well. Pay attention to the surroundings . "
"Well! Rest assured, I'm from scouting. Drive ..."
Inside the carriage, Josiah, slightly tired, reached out and rubbed his eyes, and then said with some joy: "Building an independent civilian college, piloting a small-scale tax reduction ... haha, it's good today. Finally, there is some gain."
Pausing for a moment, frowning habitually, "But I always feel a little strange, although some discounts have been made, but ... the other party seems to be pleased us, is there any condition?"
"It should be, grunt ..." Tang En took the teapot and filled it. His voice was a little hoarse. "I came out once in the middle and saw Philip ... Well, he was a bit mentally bad, but he still asked me for a contact point for a secret agency, probably a microphone."
The streamside tavern is an important base of the secret agency in Mountain Creek City. In order to prevent being caught in the pan, or there is no place to stay when transferring, several other secondary contact points have been set up in the city. This is also true in other cities, the difference is just how much.
"So it is." Josiah didn't care about Philip's condition. He nodded suddenly after hearing Tang En's words. The members of the aristocracy negotiating team were clearly opposed, and it was really inconvenient for the new aristocracy to do something. And Philip, as someone he knew on both sides, was unobtrusive, and it was naturally the best choice for him to preach.
Figured this out, some of the joy before Josiah calmed down immediately. obviously. This negotiation has not yet reached the real substantive stage, and then it seems like something has been thought of, secretly glanced at Tang En, covered his mouth and chuckled: "Yes! Don, your performance today ... haha, very powerful! "
Having been with Tang En for a long time, Josiah is also accustomed to using these strange sounding worldly words. With a wave of his hand, Tang En lifted the kettle again with a look of indifference: "Isn't that caught up with the rack, cough, grunt ... I'm so angry that I can blow his throat. Now, you know, I He has always been very modest. "
Caught on the shelf ... Modest ... Johia grinned and opened her eyes wide, as if listening to something heavenly. How can you let the Simpsons who are so angry and vomit blood sigh ...
The carriage passed through the lively street unhurriedly, and the surrounding buildings gradually changed from a row of shops to a row of low-rise houses. Some oil lamps sparkled, pedestrians were invisible, and some were remote and desolate.
It is undoubtedly much more difficult to track in such an environment. So Barao in front of the car tightened the reins and gradually raised the speed.
In the carriage, Tang En caught up with Josiah ’s gaze, and for a moment, pursed his lips and put down the kettle: "Do n’t look at me like this ... personal worship ca n’t do it, and do n’t be obsessed with brother like this, brother is really just a biography ……Yep?"
The words didn't fall, Tang En stiffened, his lazy expression disappeared instantly, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his blade-like light shone.
Just then, hiss ...
Panicking hissed and leaned forward, as if tripped by something. Then a roar rang, "Be careful!"
嗖, 嗖, 嗖 ...
The bowstring vibrates, and the sharp arrows roar.
Everything happened in an instant, and Tang En was in his carriage, detecting by his own sensitive sense of danger. Although Ba Lao was weaker in this regard, he was a scout soldier and had almost instinctual alertness to the surrounding environment. If in normal times, the two can see something from a few tens of meters away. But this time, it was a bit late ...
The reason is simple. Whether it's Tang En or Ba Lao, they all focus on the back and observe if anyone is following. This raid was more like someone ambushing here, and a special trap was waiting for them to drill.
Bang, bang, bang ...
The horses stumbled and the broken wood flew across. The sharp arrows shot from all directions at the same time, and the thin wall of the car was completely vulnerable in front of it, instantly fragmented.
After a round of arrow rain, there was a pause of only one second, and the light turned quickly. Indole ... The arrow fell on the bluestone floor, and made a dense explosion like fried beans.
Some shot in front of the compartment. There, Ba Lao leapt along the carriage and rolled over. Most of the arrows shot towards the back of the carriage, because there was a figure rolling up on the ground a few times quickly, and the figure flickered like a ghost.
Needless to say. That was Don, or, to be more precise, Don En, who held Johia from the bottom of the compartment and protruded from the first round of arrow rain.
His eyes were cold, and while Tang En avoided the arrows, his eyes quickly locked on the dozens of figures holding bows and arrows above the surrounding roof. Then his eyelids fluttered and a roar. "Go! Go! Go ..."
Obviously, this sentence was said to Ba Lao, because after the arrow rain was inactive, the shape of the arrows that shot immediately was a little weird ...
Boom, boom, boom ...
Arrows touched the ground, as if the gunpowder barrel that ignited the fuse instantly, soaring into the sky, the air waves rolled like tides. Blocks of hard floor were easily lifted off in the presence of this explosive force.
"Barao ..."
With a brief exclaim, it was Josiah who saw Ba Lao's figure being blown down by the air into the shadow of the corner through the fire, and then a few arrows were immersed in the shadows ... Bang, Tang En speeded to the extreme , Will fit into a roadside house wall and rush in before Qilang arrives. Without waiting, I rushed inside again. Smashed several walls in a row.
In a footstep, Tang En lowered Josiah, turned his hand to light up the dagger, and said quickly: "They came for us, you go to save Barao, be careful, there are broken magic arrows!"
Josiah is not known as a magician, and most are insiders of secret agencies. However, in the first round of arrow rain, there were clearly traces of broken magic arrows. Obviously, this group came at them.
It's off. Tang En leaped lightly from one side of the window, grabbed the eaves on the window sill and turned it up with a foot. A little probe, the arrow rain had stopped, and dozens of figures over there were carrying various weapons to this side. It is clear that it is a stance that pursues to the end.
"Interesting ..." murmured, and Tang En flashed in his eyes, running silently on the roof tile and heading west.
It seemed as though he had timed it out. A man in black with a big body had just turned around from there, and saw a dark shadow had come to his eyes. Faster than this was a cold light that spread to his throat ...
"Here ... uh, uh ..."
The warning sound was short and rapid, and then there was a series of meaningless air leakage words. Taking a few steps and stepping on the air with one foot, the man in black simply planted from the roof and made a dull fall.
"There, go around!"
Hearing the movement, the men in black scattered on the roof turned around, and saw a dark shadow flashing from the eaves, and quickly besieged it.
Because of the previous ambush, the black man's standing is relatively loose. It can be said that no matter where the man goes, he will inevitably be surrounded.
"Below, stop him!"
Dingding ... Dangdang! The man in black who arrived first saw the black shadow fall down the alleyway, and hurriedly greeted the people over there to block it. But with a few clashes and the sound of a fall, when he turned around, the shadow was no longer visible, and his first companion was seen, chest, thighs, wrists ... all over the body. Spurting the blood, I saw it was dead.
"Damn! Isn't it a magician?" The man in black was shocked when he saw this scene. In such a short time, and the distance is so close, the effect in front of me is obviously not something that a bad magician can do.
"Oh? Who told you ..."
A faint voice ~ EbookFREE.me ~ A man in black was excited, and saw a dark shadow quickly turn out from behind the spurting companion, and immediately came to his eyes. Subconsciously wields a knife and slashes, misses, and pulls out an arc of cross-cleave, misses ...
"Is there a magician here?"
Retreat, attack, retreat, retreat, retreat ... at such a short distance, it is too late to explode, let alone answer questions. The man in black wanted to distance himself and give the sword a space to swing. But one step back, the cold mang in front of eyes filled with gaze, only step back.
But just five steps back, the ghostly shadow immediately cut to the side, cut his wrist, and picked up the flying sword ... In a short moment, the man in black had not yet figured out what was going on. One black, soft to the ground.
Withdrawing his left hand, Tang En stared at the unconscious black man indifferently: "It will always make you say ..." Then he looked up sternly, looking at the black man who reached the roof, and pulled out the cold corner of his mouth The figure receded and fell into the shadows behind him ...
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