Chapter 350 This Dashun country will basically become yours

Style: Historical Author: Wu BaiwanWords: 2235Update Time: 24/01/12 20:04:50
I have to say that the power and speed of this repeating crossbow really helped him.

In just the blink of an eye, the six locked secret guards were killed by an arrow in their eyebrows.

Just as their bodies staggered and fell from the tree, Mo Jiuye quickly pointed the repeating crossbow at the other four secret guards.

With the same result, the four secret guards died before they knew what happened.

Although Mo Jiuye was fast, he could kill ten secret guards in a row. If he still couldn't alert the remaining two, then they shouldn't be secret guards.

The remaining two secret guards realized something was wrong and immediately jumped down from the tree.

Just before they had time to react, Mo Jiuye's figure quickly passed in front of them and sprinkled a bag of powder at the same time.

Both of them fell down without any consciousness.

Mo Jiuye showed no mercy and took out a dagger to kill them.

These secret guards were hiding in a remote location. Although Mo Jiuye's series of actions did not alert anyone, there were so many corpses in the heavily guarded palace. If they were not handled properly, clues would inevitably be revealed.

There happened to be an abandoned artificial lake not far away, and there were no traces of people walking around. Mo Jiuye threw all the corpses into the river.

As long as he successfully catches Mr. Simeng and leaves the Nine Princes' Mansion, even if those corpses surface and are discovered, it has nothing to do with him.

After taking care of this, Mo Jiuye carefully observed it again before walking towards the place where he heard the sound of the piano that day.

Although Mo Jiuye has been in the capital for many years, this is his first time in the Nine Princes' Mansion.

He didn't know that there would be such a desolate place in the Nine Princes' Mansion.

Because a patch of grass appeared in front of him, and many weeds grew as tall as a person, which showed that no one was taking care of it at all.

If he didn't have a strong sense of direction, he would even wonder if he was in the wrong place.

Fortunately, Mo Jiuye could see a yard not far away through the weeds. From a distance, the yard looked very dilapidated.

He guessed that that should be where Mr. Simeng was.

It was really hidden. If he hadn't discovered the clue that day, it would have been hard to imagine that anyone would be hiding here.

Mo Jiuye didn't dare to be careless at all. In order to avoid making any noise when walking through the weeds, he walked around the edge.

Walking out of the grass, you will feel a sudden sense of enlightenment.

Although the yard here looks a bit shabby, it is kept clean.

And through observation, there are no hidden guards hiding around.

Mo Jiuye guessed that the dozen secret guards he had just dealt with should be responsible for protecting Mr. Simeng. Perhaps for some reason, they could not get too close to here, so they stayed on the only road to defend.

Mo Jiuye was analyzing in her mind while cautiously approaching the courtyard.

Suddenly, the door facing his direction was pushed open, and two people walked out.

One of them was the Ninth Prince of Dashun Dynasty, and the other one was not much different from the last time he saw him in a flash.

Dressed in white, he has a thin figure, his white hair is spread behind his back, and he wears a hat similar to the one worn by women when they go out.

"Sir, don't worry, today the King of Japan will make all these Gu insects useful."

The Ninth Prince could not hide his excitement in his tone, and at the same time, he put several small porcelain bottles into his arms.

Mr. Simeng was wearing a hat, and Mo Jiuye couldn't see his expression clearly, but there was a hint of indifference in his tone.

"Well, once it's done, this great country will basically be yours."

"Thank you for your help, sir. When I sit in that position, you will be the most distinguished national preceptor in Dashun." The Ninth Prince continued to flatter.

"Okay, I will wait for the day when the Ninth Prince succeeds." Mr. Simeng's tone was still cold, without any warmth.

However, Mo Jiuye could feel the perfunctory tone in his words.

The Ninth Prince respectfully raised his fist towards Mr. Simeng.

"Sir, don't worry, this king has been waiting for this moment for so many years, and there must be no mistakes.

The previous guests have almost arrived, and I still have to deal with them. "

Mr. Simeng nodded and did not respond. Instead, he stood there and looked thoughtfully at the Ninth Prince's retreating back.

Until the Ninth Prince's back disappeared from sight, Mr. Simeng was still standing there.

In order to prove that he had not found the wrong person, Mo Jiuye gave orders to Xiaobai high in the sky.

Xiaobai immediately flew from a distance, and his target was Mr. Simeng.

Mr. Simeng was about to turn back to the house when he suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky.

"Baby, you're back."

At this moment, his tone was in sharp contrast to the indifference he had just faced the Ninth Prince, and it could be described as doting.

Then he stretched out an arm and motioned for Xiaobai to come up.

Xiaobai had received Mo Jiuye's signal, so he would naturally cooperate in every possible way.

As a low-pitched cry passed through the air, a snow-white figure landed steadily on the arm.

Mr. Simeng lovingly prepared to reach out and stroke its snow-white feathers, but at this moment Xiaobai's fur exploded.

Today's Mr. Simeng is a terrifying stranger to Xiaobai.

Mr. Simeng thought that Xiaobai was frightened when he was not with him during this period, and did not doubt that it would change hands.

He stretched out a hand and patiently helped it smooth its fur.

At this moment, there was a burst of crackling firecrackers from the front yard.

Mo Jiuye had an idea and knew that his chance had come.

When dealing with such a cunning person, we must not think like last time and let him run away with a careless move.

Mo Jiuye took out the anesthetic gun from his arms and aimed it at Mr. Simeng.

Along with the noisy sound of firecrackers, Mo Jiuye also pressed the trigger.

The anesthetic bomb hit Mr. Simeng on the left shoulder without any bias. At this time, Xiaobai spread his wings and flew towards his master.

I have to say that this Mr. Simeng is really different from ordinary people.

Others would fall to the ground instantly after being hit by the tranquilizer gun, but he still had the energy to glance in Mo Jiuye's direction before falling down.

Mo Jiuye did not doubt the power of the tranquilizer gun at all. After seeing what happened, he directed Xiaobai to fly to a safe distance, and he came to Mr. Simeng as quickly as possible.

He did not rush to take people away, but first entered his room to check.

The room is very tidy, with nothing else except some common furnishings.

There are not even things like poisonous insects that may appear.

The more this happened, the more strange Mo Jiuye felt. How could there not be people around who use these things to save their lives?

He didn't want to give up like this, so he relied on experience and knocked on the surrounding walls and wardrobes, but still found nothing.