I had deliberately disguised myself before because I didn't want to reveal my identity, but now it's no longer necessary. She thought that even if she really died here today, she would drag this damn King of England with him, who was as cunning as a fox. If the goal can really be achieved, the master's oral instruction this time will be considered half completed.
And as the leader of Meiying, she is very aware of the situation she is facing. If you still want to escape unscathed today, you have to control this King of England. Otherwise, you won't be able to escape at all. Therefore, her first choice target was Huang Qiong, who was dressed as a scholar. Although he looked heroic, he was obviously powerless.
At least in her opinion, even if she couldn't hold him hostage and rush out, being able to kill him would solve her master's biggest problem. So when she rushed over, she even had the idea of dying together. At the same time as she jumped out, the other four women also revealed their hidden weapons and rushed towards the guards on both sides of Huang Qiong and Jian Yong, who had been following Huang Qiong.
However, her wishful thinking was very good, but when she rushed over, she realized that the King of England, who should have a frightened expression on the opposite side, actually looked at her with a look of contempt, and at the same time, the fingers that had been caged in his sleeves were lightly Move lightly. After all, he had experienced too many scenes, even though he didn't see Huang Qiong's fingers move. But seeing the expression on Huang Qiong's face, she immediately felt something was wrong.
But before she could shout out that this guy was pretending to be a pig and trying to eat the tiger, he had to pay attention to the warning. Then she felt numb all over her body, and fell down on all fours in an unusually ugly posture, only half a step away from her original target. And as soon as she landed, two steel knives were immediately placed on her neck.
She put her weapon aside and pounced directly on the King of England. Who dared to show mercy to her at this time? But when she was roughly pulled up by two Knight Rider soldiers, when she glanced to both sides, she found that her four companions were basically the same as herself. They were all lying on the ground with two steel knives on their necks.
And just where she landed, a piece of money that had not yet been used up was still spinning. The King of England has a great master beside him. This was the first thought that came to her mind after being captured. But before she could tell that the King of England, who always had a faint smile on his face, and the one next to him was a real master, he was already dragged in front of Huang Qiong by two sergeants.
After looking at the women being dragged to his side, Huang Qiong smiled faintly. Not polite, he opened their mouths and found the poison hidden in their teeth. Before these women could react, Huang Qiong had already thrown the poison out of their mouths.
However, Huang Qiong, who was worried that there were other poisons on them, simply ignored the opinions of the people around him on whether his behavior was a waste of time. They carefully went through their clothes one by one, almost inch by inch, including the pockets inside and the hidden areas between their legs, before letting the five women be taken away.
After doing all this, I looked at the stunned Dali people and the Tubo monks opposite. There was still a smile on his face and he said: "Since you have helped me clear away the last hidden dangers in Zhengzhou, I am giving you a chance to put down the weapons in your hands at the count of three."
What was waiting for Huang Qiong was the action of these people charging towards him with their weapons raised. Seeing the stubborn behavior of these people, Huang Qiong smiled faintly and raised his left hand. As he lowered his hand, the archers on the surrounding walls released the bow strings tightly in their hands without any hesitation.
With the sound of bow strings loosening, a rain of arrows filled the sky and enveloped all these people. Although these people were trying their best to call, the arrow rain was so dense that they were unable to stop them. Looking at these people struggling in the rain of arrows, the smile on Huang Qiong's face did not diminish by half. After just telling people not to run away, he retreated to the courtyard gate and watched quietly.
As early as when he was dispatching troops, Huang Qiong had already judged that since these people dared to come to Zhengzhou so openly, they should all be strong in martial arts, and he did not have such masters in his hands. He couldn't take action himself, and except for Liu Hu, the people around him had very low martial arts skills. Even if he takes action himself, I'm afraid the difference in strength is too big.
If they are captured by force, they may not be able to be captured even if they pay a high price. And these guards around him are now his confidants. Not to mention how many people died, even if one of them was injured, I felt very distressed. As for the soldiers of the Xiaoqi battalion who went up to arrest them, they would still have to pay a high price. Every soldier in the Xiaoqi Battalion is a veteran who has fought in the war.
Even if they die, they should die on the battlefield of defending their country. Huang Qiong thinks there is no need to pay the price for these people. So when deploying troops, Huang Qiong mobilized a group of archers. Since there is a simple and hassle-free way, why should we pay the price to catch these people? Anyway, in order to reduce future troubles, I had no intention of keeping him alive.
Just as Huang Qiong had judged, these people were indeed not weak in martial arts. But when faced with the imperial army's combined tactics, it was simply not enough. Although these people tried their best to block the rain of arrows with their swords while trying to rush out. But under the combined attack of the opponent's long and short weapons, the attempt to break through was in vain.
There was a dense rain of arrows above, and constant attacks and sneak attacks with long spears and daggers below. In just one cup of tea, all eleven Dali people and thirteen Tubo monks fell down. Looking at the people in front of him who were turned into hedgehogs, Huang Qiong thought for a moment. Walk forward and inspect each one personally. If he had the courage to do so, he would signal the guards beside him to make up for it with a knife.
Just when Huang Qiong walked among these people, squatted down and was about to take off the veil on the face of the only one among these Dali people who had a black veil on his face. The man suddenly rose up, and the arrow that should have been inserted into his chest, but was now held in his hand, went straight towards Huang Qiong's chest.
The distance between the two people was too close. If the arrow really hit, Huang Qiong would be seriously injured even if he did not die. But just when he thought that the sharp arrow in his hand was about to hit the target, Huang Qiong smiled faintly. A hand, as fast as lightning, caught the pulse point of the man's stabbed wrist. With a slight exertion, the arrow fell to the ground.
Huang Qiong's other hand quickly touched the man's acupuncture points and took off the veil from his face. When the veil slipped away, the face of a beautiful woman in her thirties appeared in front of Huang Qiong. Seeing the peerless beauty of the woman in front of them, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath.
Looking at the beautiful woman glaring at him, if looks could kill, I'm afraid his body would be riddled with holes at this moment. Huang Qiong didn't say anything. After carefully checking the girl's body, she found that there was no injury at all on her body. Huang Qiong smiled lightly and said,
He ignored the girl's face which was red because he touched her almost all over her body. He reached out and grabbed the clothes on her chest and picked her up directly. Ordered around, because he was almost attacked. At this moment, he was extremely nervous. The sergeant of the Xiaoqi Battalion, who was about to touch up the other corpses, said: "Let's see if there are any who are pretending to be dead."
"If not, the rest of the people don't need to do more killing. Send a hundred people to pull these people outside the city and incinerate them. It's enough to have such a living person, and the others don't have to waste their energy. At the moment, the income of the imperial court is difficult. , it’s better to save some money for the Ministry of Revenue. As for the five women who were escorted to the camp, I asked them to meet their acquaintances so that they would give up completely. "
He carried the person out of the inn door, ignoring the boss who was shaking with fear and kowtowing for mercy. He placed the beautiful woman in front of the saddle and climbed onto the horse. He told Jian Yong: "Interrogate this boss personally to see if there is any collusion with those people. If not, let him go."
"In addition, I will immediately send people to check Tianxiang Tower for me. If one of the madams and prostitutes escapes, I will ask for your help. The rest of the brothels, including those who are private prostitutes, will also be sent to check thoroughly. If so. If you have any questions, copy them first and arrest them later. You can handle this matter yourself." After that, the horse and the reins galloped towards the way they came from.
Behind him, after hearing his instructions, he looked back at the corpses on the ground, and then at the woman placed across the saddle by Huang Qiong. Thinking of some rumors about the British King, Jian Yong could only shake his head and smile bitterly. He took away the women for interrogation, but kept the men for himself, and even gave him the job of raiding the brothel.
Is it true that the rumor that this British king is so lustful is true? No matter the five women from Tianxiang Tower, or the assassin who was captured alive, they were all stunningly beautiful. Not even worse than the concubines currently around the King of England. Even the woman who attacked the King of England was more beautiful than those others.
By the way, I heard that two of the concubines around the King of England also assassinated him at Hulao Pass. As a result, the assassination failed, and instead he stabbed into the bed. Could it be that the King of England really has this hobby? Especially like female assassins? It should be, otherwise these women should go to the prison of Zhengzhou Mansion rather than to his disposal.
But now the King of England ordered that all these women be brought to his residence. What can you do if you bring him to the camp? Thinking of this, Jian Yong, who looked elegant, suddenly showed a slightly lewd smile. However, Jian Yong could make random guesses in his mind as to what hobbies the King of England had. But the question is, what the King of England ordered must be done, right?
With the cooperation of the soldiers of the Xiaoqi Battalion, Jian Yong brought the store owner, the store's clerks, and customers back to the prefect's Yamen. In addition, he mobilized his trustworthy detectives, with the cooperation of the Xiaoqi Battalion, to inspect the brothels in Zhengzhou City, especially the damn Tianxiang Building. This errand made him somewhat uncomfortable, but Jian Yong also knew that he was indeed careless this time.
If there were really remnants of assassins hiding in those brothels, then he would be in big trouble. Aren't those female assassins hiding in some Tianxiang Tower? Who can guarantee that the charming camp mentioned by the King of England is just these five women. Damn it, what kind of ghost is that Meiying? It doesn't sound like a good place.
Judging from the skills of these five women, they look like some kind of killer group that preys on people. Otherwise, when the King of England said it, he would not appear to be indifferent, but in fact he did not take it seriously. Thinking of this, Jian Yong suddenly remembered the appearance of the five women, and thought about the King of England's hobbies, and suddenly felt that he had to do it immediately.
Otherwise, what if the King of England gets into a mood that day and goes shopping and is assassinated again? Thinking of the charming concubines around the King of England, and their origins. Jian Yong shook his head, his original determination wavering somewhat. This King of England is good at everything, but he is too greedy for this beauty. It would be better for me to be cautious before taking refuge in such a master.
