Chapter 1577: Row thorn (5)

Chapter 1577 Assassination (5)
Murong Xue frowned and ignored him.
The guards didn't mind, and continued to laugh and said: "Shi Zi, the job has already said that, the black man did not come to the yard, you still don't believe it, now believe it..."
Murong Xue still ignored him.
The guards were more proud, shaking their heads and sighing: "The son of the world, the black man really did not come here, your people found dark, and could not find him..."
The noise of the guards heard that Murong Xue was very impatient, and did not feel good: "Shut up!" The cold voice reveals the coldness and sternness of the unconcealed.
The guards closed their mouths in an instant, and they dared not say more. However, they were not finished yet. They were quite regrettable. They looked over Murong Xue and saw no trace of the hurricane. I saw that they were both in the firewood. Look up and down in the room, left and right, carefully looking for it, not letting go of any place where the black person may be hidden...
The guard couldn't help but said: "Let's look for the small stool over there..." Although the stool is small, it can only be a child, but the stool is also a hidden place. If you look for it, you may find something. Up...
"Under the table over there, I also look for it..." The table was empty, and I could see the ground at a glance, but the bottom of the table was also a hidden place. Looking for it, it was always wrong...
"There are also a few wooden sticks over there, and I am looking for it..."
"Shut up!" Murong Xue spoke again, interrupting the guard's proud guidance, watching his eyes cold and cold.
The guard was very uncomfortable for her, and she laughed unnaturally: "The world is not strange, but the job is just to help the guards in your house..."
"The guards in my house don't need you to help!" Murong Xue interrupted his words unceremoniously.
"Yes, yes, Shizi's guardian ability is extraordinary, there is no need to help him down, it is overpassing, and overstepping..." The guardian smiles happily, but his heart is cold: When he wants to help the guards of the Happy House? He was just taking the opportunity to laugh at them. The guards of the palace were so far away that even a black man could not find it. It was a shame!
Murong Xue thinks that her ability to guard the palace is extraordinary? Then he will see how they are capable of catching the black man in this wood house!
The guards thought smugly, looking at the hurricane, no traces, only seeing the hurricane, no traces are still busy lifting the chair, patted the table, looking for places where black people may exist.
And Murong Xue’s cold eyes swept over the hurricane, and there was no trace of the inspection, and thoughtful.
The guard was curious and couldn't help but ask: "Shi Zi, what are you thinking?"
When the guard asked this sentence, he did not expect Murong Xue to answer him. He did not expect that Murong Xue actually gave the answer: "I think, I know the hurricane, no trace, why can't I find the black clothes hidden in this wood house. People..."
When the words fell, Murong Xue suddenly lifted his foot and stepped on a slightly protruding wooden block behind the firewood door. He only heard the rumbling sound of the rumble. The wall of the firewood room was cracking against the door, revealing a small one-person size. In the secret room, there is a tall man standing in the secret room. The man’s face is covered with a black face towel. The left half of the body is wearing a black night dress. The right half of the body is wearing a special service uniform worn by the country. It is obvious that the clothes have not been replaced... ...
The hurricane, no trace first reacted, walked to the man in a few steps, grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the secret room...
Murong Xue looked at the name of the national guard, and said: "Don't you say that this courtyard has not entered the black man? What is this?"
The stunned guard returned to God, a red face with a rising face, and said: "This... this..."
"Don't look at this one, just say, you don't know this black man!" The guard was lying at the beginning, Murong Snow was too lazy to mock him, and slowly walked over to the black man. I put on the face towel on his face: now she wants to know the identity of this black man...
"This...this..." The guards quietly looked at the black man, oh, for a long time, and didn't show it.
Murong Xue frowned and said: "If you don't say it, I will go find someone else." There aren't many other squatting halls, so there are more national guards. She doesn't believe, she can't find this black man. People.
Seeing that Murong Xue was about to leave the black man to leave, the guards hurriedly said: "Wait... humiliation... ignoring him... he... he is the national guard of me..."
(End of this chapter)