Xuanjun City, Fish Market Street.
The existence of this street can be traced back a long, long time. This fish market existed even before there was a city here. The countless pools and the overwhelming fishy smell are the two most eternal things on this street. Even during the city-wide ban, the fish market street's fishy smell that has been rooted in it for thousands of years will not diminish at all. It is said that even the top Qi Soul cultivators are unable to do anything about the fishy smell here.
However, even though this place has a lot of history and "charm", it has never changed the status of this street. After all, this is a place where low-level fishermen and fishmongers make a living. There are occasionally a few businesses that are doing well, but they are really nothing in Xuanjun City where big people gather.
However, right on this dusty fish market street, there happens to be Nha Trang, a member of the League of Assassins. After the three Molins were captured from outside the city, they were sent into the city through a secret passage, and were eventually imprisoned at this point.
Frankly speaking, this is not a good place to hide hostages. The pungent fish smell in the air will make it easy for the hostages to determine where they are. However, the Assassin League obviously doesn't care about this. Hiding the hostages is not important to them, and they have no intention of exchanging the hostages for ransom. All they want is to lure the people they want to lure here, and the hostages are just their bait and a means to make their opponents throw traps.
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 were laughing secretly in their hearts. I felt that the two of them were undoubtedly doing them a favor, as they were afraid that the person they were waiting for would not be able to find them!
The two main city branches sent a total of eleven Zhujian and more than thirty Queji. The lower-level Qingguo and Chu'er were not dispatched. Nha Trang in the fish market is not very big, so hiding so many people is already too much. During the ban, the streets were empty and it was difficult to arrange the place with too many people.
But just these people can be said to be a full blow from the two branches.
They were just afraid that Lu Ping wouldn't come, and even thought that Lu Ping wouldn't be able to come even if he wanted to. After all, Emperor Xuan was alarmed. With that thunderous rage, I really don’t know who can escape from Xuanjun City.
They didn't mind how the plot unfolded. The obsession of assassinating a target with your own hands does not exist in the League of Assassins. All they want is results, and the simpler and safer the process, the better. Now that the Xuanjun Empire has taken care of everything, this is probably the first time in the entire history of the Assassin's League that such a comfortable and practical task has occurred. In Nha Trang, several good wine drinkers had already begun to drink and toast, without paying any attention to the matter at hand. Only a few mature and prudent people are still doing what they need to do in a conscientious manner. But I can't say anything to warn those who don't take it seriously. Even in their hearts, they don't actually think that Lu Ping will have a chance to find this place again. It's just that they still abide by the rules out of their usual duties.
"You know, what's the scene I'm most looking forward to?" Zhu Jian, a member of the Xuan Army branch whose face was already flushed, said after taking another swig.
"What is it?" asked several drinking friends.
"He can leave the city." The man said seriously.
"Ah?" Everyone who heard the chat looked over in surprise.
"Only then will he know what despair feels like." This person looked incomprehensible.
"how do I say this?"
"Only after he leaves the city will he find that his companions have been captured. Then after finally escaping from the city, he will find that he has to break back into the city if he wants to save others. Isn't this desperate enough?"
"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed. Even the most stable ones couldn't help but want to cry for Lu Ping after thinking about this scene.
But soon everyone discovered that even the three hostages soaking in the fish pond in the courtyard were amused by this joke.
"The feeling of despair is so well put!" Fang Yizhu said with a smile.
"Can you say a few words less?" Mo Lin was snickering secretly, but when he heard Fang Yizhu's muttering, he immediately put away his smile and shouted in a low voice.
"Don't you think what they said makes sense?" Fang Yizhu asked him.
"Don't you think three hostages are actually a bit redundant?" Mo Lin said. The meaning of their existence is obvious, three or one, there is actually no essential difference. It is very unwise to attract the hatred of the other party at this time.
But although his voice was very low, these people were all experts and could hear him clearly. What's more, because of Fang Yizhu's endless chatter, his tone couldn't help but become a little heavier when he said this. The courtyard suddenly became quiet.
"Three hostages are indeed too many." They agreed with Molin's statement, and their eyes began to wander around the three of them. I was focused on the task before so I didn’t think about it that much. But now everyone was relaxed. Molin's words reminded them, and everyone couldn't help but start to think about whether they could find some fun with the three of them to pass the boring time. There were so many lustful people who had their eyes rolling on Ling Ziyan early in the morning, and now they were even more eager to make a move.
Fortunately, there are still a few people who are serious. Everyone was joking and relaxed a little, but they finally stood up to dissuade the carefully captured hostages from doing anything without permission from above.
"It's just for fun, it's not like I'm going to kill her." Several perverts were a little dissatisfied.
"The mission is not over yet." The serious and steady killer Zhujian said.
This sentence immediately made several perverts put away their lustful eyes. The Assassin's League has strict rules. During the mission, unless necessary, things like drinking and sex that can make people lose concentration are strictly prohibited. At the moment, despite everything, I still haven't received the instructions to end the mission. So even if these things are done without affecting the overall situation, they still violate the rules.
When I thought of this, not to mention those perverts, even those who were drinking happily quietly put away their wine glasses and bags, as if nothing happened.
At this time, news spread throughout the city that the ban was lifted.
finished?
Xuanjun City's hunt for Lu Ping should have ended, but before the results were known, the mission they were performing had not yet been terminated.
That guy must have been killed. Most killers think so, but now they can only wait, wait for news, and wait for orders.
"I'll go out and take a look." Que Tan, who was in charge of this Nha Trang, stood up, left the backyard and went to the street of the fish market. A League of Assassins Nha Trang is not important. Just look at the grade of the person in charge. The important Nha Trang will definitely have at least one bamboo tip. And this Nha Trang is just a tongue-tied supervisor, just like the Nha Trang in the village outside the city. It is a not very important, but very hidden stronghold. On the surface, it was just an ordinary fish shop. At this time, like other shops, it opened its doors after the ban and began to arrange its own business.
No one thought what would happen to their dirty and smelly street. In the eyes of these people, those who practice the power of soul are great people. Even if they want to eat fish, they will not come to buy the fish themselves. The little people didn't even care much about the fate of the intruder, but were more concerned that this ban had disrupted their business for half a day or even a day.
Little by little, the Fish Market Street returns to its usual scene. But just as everyone was worried, today's business may be affected. The ban had just been lifted, and everyone was busy with their own important matters that had been delayed by the ban. Buying fish never seemed to be an urgent matter.
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 street where they are the most aloof, and compared to them is simply another extreme Xuanjun Protectorate, is so depressed. More serious than them. Que Tan, who had set up the shop, just stood guard outside. When there were orders or news coming from above, just send them to him. It was impossible to hear the news from other people in this fish market street, especially when there were so few customers. The status of people here is too low.
After waiting for a while, a message came. After Queton glanced at it, he immediately returned to the backyard.
"Lu Ping is not dead! He escaped from the city, and Fen Tou wants us to be prepared."
The killers who were listlessly waiting for the mission to be announced were stunned when they heard the news.
"You actually escaped from the city?"
"You're quite capable!"
"Don't be careless."
"Check all the arrangements again!"
The killers became 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 a little sympathy and pity. After finally escaping from the city, I found that I had to go back to save people, so it was very possible to give up.
"I hope you have a good friend who is loyal enough!" A bamboo tip said to the three of them.
"I hope not." Fang Yizhu said resolutely.
"Wow, isn't it?" Mo Lin was very surprised. Is this person worried about Lu Ping's safety?
"There's an unknown fish down there that's been gnawing at my feet. It's so disgusting." Fang Yizhu said angrily, "If it wasn't because of him, why would I suffer this?"
"Shut them up!" A task involving so many people still needs a person in charge. At this time, he found that it was necessary to continue, and Zhujian began to give serious instructions and control the situation.
"Shh." One of the Zhujians raised his index finger in front of his mouth and gestured to the three of them.
Let me go, are you trying to coax a child?
Fang Yizhu wanted to complain like this, but immediately found that he couldn't speak.
The League of Assassins still has some tricks up its sleeve. He looked at Zhu Jian and thought that such a method should be a warning against Lu Ping. Over the past few days, they also collected a lot of information about Lu Ping.
But what's the use?
Wait to experience the feeling of despair! Fang Yizhu thought and tried to shake his feet, but the fish still stubbornly nibbled at him, which made him a little desperate.
On the street of the fish market, a young man and woman had appeared at the intersection.
"Here." Lu Ping pointed towards the street and said.
"Fortunately, their method of staying was not based on sensing smells." Su Tang sighed as he smelled the fishy smell in the air.
"Yes, that's great." Lu Ping nodded, and his sense of hearing continued to expand, and he soon locked onto a fish shop with no one watching.
"It's coming, it's coming!!" Quetu, who was watching the stall, had already seen the two people appearing at the street corner and had already rushed into the backyard to report the news.
"You really dare to come!" Everyone looked stern and prepared.
"He came so fast? How did he come?" someone asked.
Boom!
The door panel of the backyard flew in, and Qu Guan, who had just rushed in to report the news, was knocked down by the door panel. No one knew how much force the door contained. He vomited blood all over the floor and fell silent.
The road leveled off and we stepped into the backyard. how come? This problem seems to no longer exist.
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There are continuous strong winds and there is no smog in Beijing. This winter is really difficult to adapt to.
