Out of the dungeon door.
Hu San then walked over, approached Zhao Ding, and shouted respectfully: "Your Majesty."
"How many people in Youzhou City are actually spies from Nan Chen under the guise of doing business?"
Zhao Ding lazily sat on the steps of the pavilion, squinting at the early morning sun.
Since we are doing business with Nanchen and Beiliang, this kind of thing is unavoidable.
"Last month, Your Majesty, you asked me to kill two chickens to scare the monkeys, and now there are five left."
Hu San replied truthfully.
In addition to being the housekeeper of Prince Zhao Ding's Mansion, Hu San.
Another task is to monitor Nan Chen in Youzhou City, the spy of Beiliang.
As for why he was kept and not killed.
It is of course useful to keep it.
Zhao Ding smacked his lips, thought for a long time and said: "Find an opportunity to reveal the exact location of our divine machine cannon to these people."
"ah?"
Hearing Zhao Ding's words, Hu San was stunned for a moment, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "Your Majesty, aren't you saying that you have revealed our trump card to others?"
Zhao Ding rolled his eyes, stood up, and lightly kicked Hu San's butt: "You know something, how can I not know it?"
"Hehe, that's right."
Hu San smiled and rubbed the shoe print left by Zhao Ding on his butt.
"Hurry up and do it. This time, my lord, I want to play all over the world."
Zhao Ding glared at Hu San.
Then, he continued to lie on the wicker chair in the pavilion.
"yes."
Hu San heard this and ran outside quickly.
Looking at Hu San's leaving figure.
A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Ding's mouth.
Dare to take advantage of his magical cannon.
Then play a big one.
At this moment, Zhao Ding suddenly turned his head and looked at the pool outside the pavilion, smacked his lips and said, "I've been looking at it for so long, it's time to come out."
As Zhao Ding's words fell.
The originally calm lake surface suddenly stirred up waves.
A figure in a well-dressed, indistinguishable male or female figure suddenly jumped out of the lake, and a cold light flashed in his hand.
A dagger less than a foot long appeared in the figure's hand and stabbed directly at Zhao Ding.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you said you didn't choose a night to kill someone. Why do you have to come here during the day?"
Zhao Ding smacked his mouth.
Still smiling, he was lying on the wicker chair.
He also picked up a washed grape and put it in his mouth.
"Bitch thief, I'm going to kill you today."
When the killer saw that Zhao Ding was still lying on the wicker chair without dodging, he immediately spoke.
But the voice came out from a woman's voice.
Not to mention, it sounds pretty good.
"Tsk, I didn't expect it to be a girl? Her voice is quite nice."
Zhao Ding smiled, looked at the empty back and shouted: "Be gentle, maybe your prince and I can get you a princess back."
"yes."
As Zhao Ding's words fell.
A figure wearing a green gown and a crooked hat suddenly jumped down from the pavilion above Zhao Ding, raised his hand and slapped the female assassin on the head.
The female assassin's expression changed drastically, and she would step back if she moved.
But the man was so fast, like a flexible ape, that he stretched out his five fingers and directly grabbed the female assassin's shoulder.
"Aren't you the tour guide?"
Seeing clearly the voice and face that jumped out from under the eaves of the pavilion, the female assassin was startled, but the dagger in her hand suddenly stabbed Zhang San.
Zhang San grinned: "Who told you that if you become a tour guide, you can't be a guard? Don't you know it's hard to make money these days?
It's not easy being a tour guide. You can only earn a living by working part-time as a guard. "
Zhang San grinned.
A pair of hands instantly turned into eagle claws, and the hands were like boneless snakes, avoiding the female assassin's stabbing dagger, and at the same time wrapped around the female assassin's shoulders.
The five fingers clenched slightly.
Click!
Click!
Two crisp bone noises sounded.
The female assassin's arm suddenly collapsed softly.
"ah!"
A scream sounded.
The female assassin instantly retreated, turned around and ran outside.
When Zhang San is faster.
He caught up with the female assassin in almost two vertical steps.
His hands patted the female assassin's legs slightly.
The female assassin's figure suddenly weakened at her feet.
The whole person fell directly to the ground.
The dagger in her hand flew out the moment her shoulder was dislocated.
Zhang San pulled out a hemp rope from his sleeve and tied it tightly without waiting for the female assassin to speak.
Zhang San then grinned and said: "Please call me the outlaw Zhang San from now on!"
After saying that, he ignored the almost murderous look in the female assassin's eyes and directly pressed the female assassin to walk in front of Zhao Ding.
"Your Majesty."
"Um."
Zhao Ding nodded slightly.
Stand up.
He casually pulled the hijab off the face of the female assassin.
An exquisite face appeared in front of Zhao Ding.
Her skin is clean and tender, her eyebrows are like indigo, her lips are light and red, and a pair of dimples are looming. Extremely cute.
"Hey, I didn't expect that she is really a beauty. Tsk, tsk, tsk, do you think it's better for me, my lord, to pity the beauty and cherish the beauty, or to destroy the flower with ruthless hands?"
Zhao Ding smacked his lips and stood in front of the female assassin and looked up and down.
The female assassin was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with delicate and smooth skin. Zhao Ding's fingers gently touched the female assassin's face, and he could even feel the elasticity contained in the skin.
But the only flaw is that the female assassin's little face is a little pale at the moment.
Looks like a newbie.
"Bah, you are a scoundrel. I will kill or cut you to death."
The female assassin shook her head and avoided Zhao Ding's fingers.
Zhao Ding smiled: "Oh, hey, he's still a little pepper."
Squatting down, Zhao Ding raised his head and looked at the female assassin: "Tell me, are you from Nanchen or Beiliang?"
Before the female assassin could speak, Zhao Ding smacked his lips again and said, "But in my opinion, you are not from Mobei. The girls in Mobei don't have as smooth skin as you."
"You bastard, I am not a weakling like Nan Chen."
Seeing Zhao Dingran squatting in front of her and commenting on her, the female assassin was so embarrassed and angry that she opened her mouth to bite Zhao Ding.
“Tsk tsk tsk, it’s really spicy.
Oops, if it’s not Nanchen, it’s Beiliang. "
Zhao Ding smacked his lips and was easily dodged by him with a kick of his feet. He stood up again and looked at the female assassin. He took a deep breath and said with emotion: "It means you are lucky. When you meet the prince, I will This is a person who doesn’t like to be cruel, otherwise you will still be a dead body no matter how good-looking you are.”
"Lock him up."
Zhao Ding waved his hand and stretched.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Zhang San nodded, and then stretched out his hand to pull the female assassin up from the ground.
He led the female assassin directly outside the pavilion.
Seeing that Zhao Ding was about to lock herself up, the female assassin yelled: "Zhao Ding, you murderer, why are you pretending to be a hypocrite? If you can kill me, I will consider you a man."
"Hey, I'll pay you back, Miss."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ding was immediately happy.
Look at the female assassin's extremely unprofessional night clothes and her three-legged cat's kung fu.
It seems that he is indeed a layman.
Walking up to the female assassin, Zhao Ding smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be a young lady from a wealthy family..."
"Pooh!"
However, before Zhao Ding could finish speaking, the female assassin opened her mouth and smeared saliva on Zhao Ding's face.
A slap in the face.
Zhao Ding raised his hand and slapped the female assassin with a cold face, and said in a cold voice: "I don't kill women, but I didn't say that I don't hit women. If the next time comes, don't blame me for killing you directly. .”
"Zhao Ding, you're a pervert, you're a murderer, how dare you hit me?"
"Wow!"
A harsh cry instantly sounded in Zhao Ding's ears.
For a moment, Zhao Ding was stunned.
Even Zhang San was stunned.
Is it so unprofessional these days and now?
