Chapter 37 Assassination

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Someone is here to carry out an assassination, but can you please stop being so funny? After the tiles were stepped on, the dust on the roof was shaken off. The voices of several people were not quiet, and I had already heard it.

Seeing the dozen or so people walking cautiously towards the side room, Yang Gan felt that this was a great insult to his own intelligence, and...these ten or so people didn't go anywhere but to the room where the two barbarian women lived.

Now there is a good show to watch, and by the way, we can test the martial arts skills of the two of them.

More than a dozen people tiptoed toward the side room. A ray of moonlight shone through, and all they could see was the cold light.

"Pfft~~~!"

The sound of a spear entering flesh was heard.

"Bump!" The two men in black were instantly knocked out of the room.

The other men in black were horrified, but they were not slow to strike. The iron swords struck at Krisna quickly, and only the sound of "dang, dang, dang, dang" was heard.

Krisna took a deep breath and "Push!"

The shield suddenly raised, and a man in black was knocked away. The spear pierced his body like a poisonous snake in the dark night.

With a kick, the other man in black rushed directly to the window and was kicked out. He probably didn't expect to be attacked in this way. He had no defense at all and lay directly on the ground, humming. After a few words, there was no movement.

Krisna and Belika walked side by side. No matter how the other side attacked, the two switched between offense and defense, and their coordination was unparalleled. The leading man in black took one look at it and secretly shouted that it was not good. The opponent was too strong, so he had to retreat first.

He quickly came to the backyard, grabbed the rope prepared in advance and got ready.

A pitch-black spear, with a slight sound of breaking wind, pierced into his shoulder like lightning and was nailed to the wall.

"Ah~~~! It hurts me so much."

"My hand, my hand was penetrated, help~~~"

Screams rang out, and the candlelights in several rooms were lit. Everyone rushed out to check, and saw some men in black lying on the ground.

Two majestic men wearing armor and holding spears were standing in the courtyard, like two gods of war. Under the moonlight, they were covered in blood, with a smell of iron blood.

Yang Qian was like a policeman in a movie. He walked out of the bathroom wearing a piece of clothing and took a bath all night. He felt very comfortable.

He nodded to the two women, indicating that he was satisfied.

"Zi Jin, Ah Fu, and the mistress, please clean them up, throw away the dead ones, and tie up the dead ones."

The three of them directly gathered up the guys lying on the ground. The young man was very good at things and touched almost everyone, which made Yang Qian's eyes light up.

Damn it, what kind of person is the same kind of slave? If you are a fellow-traveler, after killing someone, licking your bag is the kingly way.

"Sir, these are their belongings. There is no identity certificate, but there is a piece of jade." The mistress bowed his head politely and presented the trophy with both hands.

"Ah~~~" The leading man in black was pulled down from the wall by Krisna, and he was still in front of Yang Gan.

Yang Gan looked at the property, which was only about ten gold. He took the gold away and waved his hand, "You can take the rest and divide it among you."

He left another gold and threw it to the mistress, "I'm very satisfied with what you did."

The mistress was ecstatic and knelt down on the ground and kowtowed violently, "Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."

Qin Xiangru also heard the sound and immediately poured a glass of water and sent it to Yang Qian. I have to say that feudal society is great, there are people to serve you no matter what you do.

"Tell me, who are you and why do you want to assassinate this general?" Yang Qian took a leisurely sip of water.

"Ah? Li Chao, you are a murderer with a thousand swords. I thought you belonged to a wealthy family. You actually dare to kill your own general. Are you tired of living?"

"General, general, we were wronged. We were all instructed by this villain."

"Yes, yes, he said he was going to rob a wealthy family. There were only one or two people there. We didn't know you were the general of the Xia Kingdom."

"Yes, yes, we didn't intend to assassinate you."

Yang Qian was delighted, could he be deceived? Assassination is a real-life assassination. Movies all use bad routines. Don't they always spy on information first and then kill with one blow? Not like these dozen or so idiots.

Yang Gan kicked the leading guy with his foot. Judging from the fact that he was bleeding profusely, he probably wouldn't have much time to survive without treatment.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Ahem, Young Master, long time no see. I didn't expect you would still be alive after we said goodbye to Shoucheng. Ahem, cough~~" The visitor was none other than Li Mo.

Yang Gan's expression changed greatly, and he quickly dragged Li Mo into the inner hall and asked everyone to go back to their rooms. He returned to the courtyard and looked at the five or six men in black who were still present. He looked at the two women using their thumbs. One stroke on the neck.

The two women understood immediately, pulled out a strange-looking knife from their waists, walked around behind the man in black, ignored their pleading, grabbed the head and slashed it on the neck, blood slowly seeped out, and soon everything was gone. The men in black were all wiped out.

Yang Gan looked at the posture of the two women excitedly.

"Looks like I found a treasure."

The shields and spears in their hands did not have very conspicuous features, and it was impossible to tell which country they belonged to. But as soon as the tall woman pulled out the short sword, Yang Gan suddenly remembered.

This is the Blade of Spartan, the kind of weapon shown in the movie The 300. Yang Gan also knew about this country.

At that time, after watching the Spartan Three Hundred Warriors, I was very interested in the bronze shield that could withstand bows and arrows. Because in history, metal shields were really rare. The shields used by many ancient national armies were almost all made of rattan. Made of wood, plus some leather for protection.

Those who can hold up metal shields are almost all heavy infantrymen. In real life, Spartan Yang Gan also learned about it. The one in the movie was probably not filmed to show off his muscles.

Spartans are natural warriors, but they are not SB either. Because of the climate and enemies, they are also equipped with armor, instead of being covered in muscle bumps like in the movie.

Fighting against hundreds of thousands of people without wearing full armor and shield is not bravery, it is stupidity.

Yang Gan returned to the inner hall, followed by the two women. Invisibly, the identity of the slave began to blur, and he had reached the level of a guard.

Lighting the candle, Yang Qian patiently said, "Tell me everything you know."

Li Miao's face was a little pale, and his blood was almost drained.

"Young Master Zhao, I'm almost dead, why do I have to tell you?" Li Mo was indeed Li Mo, looking at Yang Qian with a mocking expression.

"Tell the truth and give you a chance to live."

Li Mo gritted his teeth. He really didn't want to die. He wanted to live even if there was a chance, but the Li family was not someone he could betray.

Because there is a giant tree standing behind the Li family. If he betrays him, there will be no place for him in Daxia.

Yang Gan could see that he was struggling fiercely in his heart. As long as there was a little imbalance at this time, he could tell everything.

"You should know who I am. I don't target anyone else, but only you. What do you think his reaction would be if I wrote a letter to Mr. Jun? Even if I can't touch your Li family, I will let you copy it all over the house. It shouldn’t be difficult to cut off.”

Li Mo trembled all over. He actually guessed his identity? But he still persisted, because the price of betraying the Li family was too high and the whole family could not survive. It was better to die here and strive for wealth for the family.

"Actually, you don't know that I was seriously injured in the battle of Shoucheng. All my previous memories have disappeared. I can't even recognize you. I just think you look familiar."

"I believe he is not a nameless person. If you ask Mr. Jun to speak and let the people behind you kill your whole family, do you think he will agree?"

"Now, there are only two ways in front of you. Either tell me everything, and you may survive, and your whole family may survive. Or, if I let Mr. Jun take action, your whole family will definitely die."

Yang Gan's voice was full of ridicule, and every sentence turned into sharp knives, piercing directly into his chest.

After a long time, Li Mo was like a dying fish, breathing heavily, and told everything he knew. In despair, his head was cut off by Krisna.

Yang Gan frowned, the situation in the temple made him very uneasy, but after all, Li Mo was just a gangster. He only knew that the actual head of the Li family was the prime minister, but who knew who he was colluding with.

However, Yang Gan believes that it is almost impossible for ordinary ministers to rebel. However, it is not uncommon for ministers with overwhelming power to support the young master to become the king. The key point should be here.

It seemed that his cheap brother really wanted to kill himself. A breeze blew by, and Yang Qian tightened his clothes, feeling slightly chilly.

He didn't want others to know about his big vest for the time being, so he took the package from the inner hall, waved to the two women, climbed over the wall and went out, gradually blending into the night.

The two women didn't know what was going on, but one thing was very clear. Wherever Yang Gan went, they would go. After this assassination, although Yang Gan did not take action.

But it left a deep impression on the two women. From the beginning to the end, there was no trace of fear in the eyes of the little man in front of them.

This is a mansion, with two statues of strange beasts placed at the door. After walking around the wall, Yang Gan sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth.

The night is dark and windy, a murderous night.

After climbing over the wall and asking a random servant, he quickly found Li Yu's residence. At this time, Li Yu was sleeping soundly with two women in his arms.

Li Yu finally fell asleep today. She had been waiting in the room for Li Chao's return. She couldn't wait, and she got angry. She called two concubines to come over to relieve her anger. When she was tired, she could fall asleep and wait until dawn. Finally, there will definitely be good news.

In his sleep, Li Yu felt uncomfortable. He dreamed that the incident was revealed and he was sentenced to be quartered by five horses. Fortunately, his grandfather stepped in and sold Li Chao to save himself.

Unknowingly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Tell me, what makes you so happy in your dream?" A joking voice sounded.

Li Yu didn't even think about it: "Hahahaha, Ji Zhao is dead, dead...ah? Who are you and how did you get in."

When the candle was lit, Li Yu's face turned pale instantly.