Chapter 829: Fish Market Nha Trang

() Xuanjun City, Fish Market Street.
The existence of this street can be traced back for a long time, and it has been there for a long time when there is no city. Countless water pools and overwhelming odor are the two most eternal things on this street. Even during the city's ban, the odor of fish market street that has been rooted for thousands of years will not be reduced by this. It is said that even the most top-notch cultivator of spirits can do nothing about the smell of this place.
But even though there is a lot of history and charm here, it has never changed the status of this street. After all, this is a very low-level place for fishermen and fishmongers to live their lives. Sometimes a few businesses are doing very well, and it is really nothing in the Xuanjun City where this big man is gathered.
However, there is a Nha Trang in the Assassin League on this dusty fish market street. After being arrested from outside the city, the three of Morin were sent to the city through a secret passage, and they were finally locked at this point.
Frankly speaking, this place is not a good place for hostages. The pungent smell of fish in the air will make the hostages easily judge their location. However, the Assassin's vote obviously does not care about this. It's not important for them to hide the hostages, let alone exchange them for ransom. All they want is to bring the people they want to attract here, and the hostages are just their bait and the means to let the opponent throw the mouse.
So along the way, they actually noticed that Mo Lin and Fang Yizhu were using some small means to make some marks. They pretended not to know, but they laughed in their hearts. I feel that the two of them are undoubtedly helping them, and they are afraid that the person they have to wait for cannot be found!
A total of 11 bamboo tips and more than 30 tongues were sent from the two main city branches. Some of the lower-level Qingguo and Qing'er were not dispatched. The Nha Trang in the fish market is not very big, so many people have gone too far. During the strict ban, the street was empty, and too many people were not easy to arrange.
But these are just these people, and it can be said that it is almost a blow from the two major divisions.
They only fear that Lu Ping will not come, and even think that Lu Ping should not come if they want to come. After all, the Emperor Xuan was alarmed, and the Thunder was angry. I really don't know who could escape this Xuanjun City.
They don't mind the plot developing so much. The obsession to assassinate the target by hand does not exist in the Assassin League. As long as they get results, the simpler the process, the safer the better. Now there is the Xuanjun Empire in all directions, such a comfortable task is probably the first in the history of the Assassin League. Within Nha Trang, several wine drinkers have started to toast and have nothing to worry about. Only those who are old-fashioned are still doing things that they should do. But for those who do not take it seriously, they can't say anything to advise. Even they did not think that Lu Ping still had a chance to find it again, but their consistent role made them still abide by the rules.
"Do you know what scene I am most looking forward to?" Said Zhu Jian, a Xuanjun branch whose face had been flushed, said it was another cup of painful drink.
"What is it?" Asked several drinkers.
"He can get out of the city." The man said with a straight face.
"Ah?" The people who heard the chat looked over unexpectedly.
"Only that way will he know what it feels like to be desperate." The expression on this face was unpredictable.
"how do I say this?"
"Out of the city, he will find that his companion has been caught. Then, if he escapes from the city, he will find that if he wants to save someone, he has to go back to the city. Isn't that desperate enough?"
"Ha ha ha ha!" Everyone laughed. Even the most steady minds made up for a moment behind this scene and couldn't help thinking of tears for Lu Ping.
But soon everyone discovered that even the three hostages soaking in the fish pond in the courtyard were amused by this paragraph.
"The feeling of despair is so good!" Fang Yi laughed.
"Can you say a few words?" Mo Lin was secretly snickering and heard Fang Yi whispering, immediately put away his smile and whispered.
"Don't you think they make sense?" Fang Yizhu asked him.
"Don't you think the three hostages are actually redundant?" Morin said. The significance of their existence is obvious, three or one, but there is no essential difference. At this time, it is very unwise to attract each other's hatred.
But although his voice was very low, these people are masters, enough to hear clearly. What's more, because of the chatter of Fang Yizhu, the tone of his sentence increased a bit when he said it. The courtyard suddenly became quiet.
"The three hostages are indeed superfluous." They agreed with Morin's statement, and their eyes began to turn around the three. I didn't think so much because I focused on the task before. But now everyone is very relaxed, Morin reminded them, everyone could not help but start thinking about whether to find some fun in the three people to pass this boring time. There were so few lechers, their eyes rolled around Ling Ziyan early in the morning, and they were even more eager to move.
Fortunately, there are still a few who hold the weight. Everyone joked a little bit, but not relaxed, but what they wanted to do with the carefully captured hostages, they finally stood up to dissuade them without permission.
"Just play, not to kill her." Several perverts were a little bit dissatisfied.
"The mission is not over yet." Seriously serious killer Zhu Jian said.
This sentence immediately made several ghosts put away their fascinated eyes. The Assassin Alliance has strict rules. During the mission, unless necessary, wine and other things that will make people lose focus are strictly prohibited. At the moment, there are ten thousand and ten thousand, but after all, I still haven't received the instruction to end the task, so even if these things are done without affecting the overall situation, it still violates the rules.
When I think of this, not to mention the perverts, those who are drinking freely also quietly put away their wine glasses and bags, as if nothing happened.
At this time, the news spread all over the city, and the ban was lifted.
has it ended?
Xuan Jun City's killing of Lu Ping should be over, but before they knew the result, the task they were performing had not yet ended.
That guy must have been killed. Most killers think so, but now they can only wait, wait for news, wait for orders.
"I'll go out and see." The bird tongue in charge of this Nha Trang stood up, left the backyard, and went to the street of the fish market. Is it important for an assassin league to Nha Trang? Know the quality of the caretaker. Important Nha Trang will definitely have at least one bamboo tip. And this Nha Trang is just a bird tongue supervisor, the same as that Nha Trang in the village outside the south of the city. It is not a very important, but very concealed stronghold. On the surface, he is just an ordinary fish shop. At this time, like other shops, he opened the door after the ban and began to arrange his own business.
No one would think what would happen to their dirty and smelly street. In the eyes of these people, those who practiced the power of courage are all great people. Even if they want to eat fish, they will not come to buy fish in person. The little people don't even care about the intruder's ending, but they care more about the ban that has stirred them up for half a day, or even a day's business.
Little by little the fish market restored the normal sight. But as everyone is worried, today's business may be affected. The ban has just been lifted. Everyone is busy with the important things that are delayed by the ban. Buying fish seems never to be an important matter that cannot be waited for.
The atmosphere of the entire fish market street is a bit decadent. These little people will never think of it and will never know that at this moment, the highest is above them. Compared to the street where they are another extreme Xuanjun protecting the Congress, it is decadent. More serious than them. The paved tongue is kept outside, and when there is a command or news above, it can be sent to him. On this fish market street, it is impossible to hear what other people hear, especially when the number of guests is so scarce. The status of people here is too low.
After waiting for a while, the news came, and after looking at the tongue, he immediately returned to the backyard.
"Lu Ping is not dead! He escaped from the city, and Fantou wants us to prepare."
The killers, who were listless and only waiting for the end of the mission, were stunned to hear the news.
"Escaped the city?"
"A little patience!"
"Can't carelessly."
"Check all the layout again!"
The killers were busy, and no one was as lazy as before.
"Let's see if he can come here."
"Or maybe he won't come." Someone said.
So everyone looked at the three hostages in the fish pond, with so little sympathy and compassion. Finally, he escaped from the city and found that he would have to return to save people, so it is very possible to give up.
"I hope you have a good friend who has enough loyalty!" A bamboo tip said to the three.
"I hope not." Fang Yizhu resolutely said.
"Wow, isn't it?" Morin was very surprised. Is this man worried about Lu Ping's safety?
"There is a fish below who doesn't know what fish has been nibbling on my feet, so disgusting." Fang Yizhu said angrily, "Not because of him, Lao Tzu suffered this crime?"
"Let them shut up!" The task of so many people always needs a person in charge. At this time, he found that he needed to continue, and the bamboo tip began to take serious command to control the scene.
"Hush." ​​A bamboo tip stretched his index finger in front of his mouth, signaling to the three of them.
I'm going, is this kidding?
Fang Yizhu wanted to talk like this, but immediately found himself unable to speak.
The Assassin League is still a bit of a trick. He looked at the bamboo tip and thought that such a method should be a sign against Lu Ping. Over the past few days, they also collected a lot of information about Lu Ping.
But what's the use?
Wait for the feeling of despair! Fang Yizhu thought, trying to shake his feet, but the fish still stubbornly nibbled him, which made him a little desperate.
On the street of the fish market, a pair of young men and women have appeared at the intersection.
"Here." Lu Ping pointed to the street.
"Fortunately, the way they stay is not by sensing the smell." Su Tang smelled the fish in the air with emotion ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Yeah, great. "Lu Ping nodded, and the sense of hearing broke continued to spread out, and soon locked to a fish shop where no one was watching the stall."
"Come here !!!" The tongue of the stall saw the two people who had appeared at the street junction, and then hurried into the backyard to report.
"Really dare to come!" Everyone looked stern and waited.
"Come so fast? How did he come?" Someone asked.
Boom!
The backyard door board flew in, and the tongue that had just rushed in to report was directly knocked down by the door board.
Lu Ping stepped into the backyard. how did it get here? This problem seems to be no longer necessary.
There is no haze in Beijing due to continuous strong winds. It is really difficult to adapt to this winter.