But at this time there was an assassin who was unconscious in his bedroom, so he didn't have time to ask anything, and he said directly: "Someone came to kill me, and now I knocked him unconscious, and he is lying on the ground."
The blind boy tilted his head slightly, his heart moved slightly, without any expression on his face, he bowed his head and saluted: "What nonsense is Young Master Fan talking about?"
"I don't have time to pretend to be deep here. You have to worry about me." Fan Xian giggled, thinking what time it is, you are still here pretending not to know each other, no matter how many, he took the blind boy's hand and Go in the direction of Beppu.
"The young master is still talking nonsense."
The blind boy frowned slightly, as if wondering why the kid in front of him seemed to know his identity—when he sent the infant Fan Xian to Danzhou, Fan Xian was only a few months old, so he should have no memory—could it be? The old lady in the earl's mansion told him her identity
It was late at night, and there were several shrill dog barks in the distance, and someone's owner got up at night and touched the wrong door.
The blind boy Wuzhu looked indifferent, and he listened to Fan Xian's words with his sideways body. He finally moved, closed the door of the grocery store, and walked towards the Earl's Mansion. Fan Xian heaved a sigh of relief, and followed in small steps.
When they came outside the Earl's Mansion, the two of them went back through the dog hole, stood in the bedroom, and "looked" at the unconscious assassin underground.
Fan Xian looked at the people on the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive, so he was inevitably a little nervous, so he asked instead, "Uncle Wu Zhu, you have been staying in the grocery store for the past few years and dare not recognize me, why?"
The blind boy named Wuzhu tilted his head again, and after a while he said, "Little master, you really surprised me."
He was indeed a little surprised, although he knew that since the child in front of him was the young lady's child, there must be something different, but Wuzhu really did not expect that the other party was only four years old, so mature, and actually able to... Lord Fei who came to Kyoto.
"Let's deal with the man in front of us first." Fan Xian turned the assassin on the ground over with some effort, and took off his mask, revealing the assassin's true face.
The assassin's face was thin, and he was already a little old. The beard on his jaw was starting to turn white, but for some reason, there were some faint green colors in the white, which looked a little disgusting.
Fan Xian was taken aback, jumped behind Uncle Wu Zhu, grabbed his sleeve, and moaned bitterly, "Uncle, this assassin doesn't look good."
"This is Mr. Fei, the organizer of the Third Office of the Overwatch Council." Wu Zhu squatted down slowly and touched the assassin's jaw, "It is recognized in the whole world as one of the three most skilled poison users, proficient in using poison to distinguish and detoxify , such a formidable person, you can ruin it with a piece of porcelain pillow, I don’t know if it’s your luck or his bad luck.”
"It's his bad luck." Fan Xian said secretly in his heart. Although he was very surprised by the big name on the ground, when he thought that the other party met a monster like himself who looked like a baby but was actually a monster in two lives, the other party's luck was indeed true. not too good.
"Don't touch it with your hands, what if there is poison on him?" Fan Xian reminded the blind boy Wu Zhu.
Wu Zhu didn't stop his movements, and he didn't explain anything, but the force made Fan Xian feel that the other party was telling him that there was no poison in this world that could kill him.
Fan Xian frowned, and asked with a bitter face, "Uncle, what about this man?"
He doesn't have a familiar temper, but in this world, the blind boy in front of him is the first person he knows, and the only person he dares to trust completely, and he knows that the other person is a very powerful person, so he deliberately cute Be more respectful, the word uncle is endless.
His eyes wandered around, and finally fell on the knife, he gritted his teeth, thinking that he might as well stab Mr. Fei to death.
Sensing his movements, Wu Zhu stood up and shook his head: "Your temperament is too different from Miss. You are so cruel and merciless at such a young age. I don't know who taught you."
"I learned it myself." Fan Xian did not dare to offend the only strong man he dared to trust, and said respectfully: "My nephew knows that my uncle has been guarding the grocery store to protect my nephew, and I also know that my uncle is afraid that my mother's enemies will attack me because of my uncle." My existence found me here, so I didn't stay in the Earl's Mansion, so my nephew had to be more ruthless."
Wu Zhu shook his head again, but didn't say anything.
Fan Xian knew that his mother's master servant was beginning to suspect him, so he asked with a smile, "Uncle, what should I do next?"
What he meant was obvious, let Uncle Wu Zhu do the killing.
Unexpectedly, Wu Zhu said lightly: "Master, you hit the wrong person."
"Huh? Hit the wrong person?" Fan Xian was dumbfounded, and slowly lowered his head to look at the blood-stained assassin on the ground.
"But if you fight, you don't need to think too much about it." Wu Zhu said quietly, "Lord Fei is the director of the third room of the Overwatch Council, and his secret identity... To be precise, he is a subordinate of your father's subordinates." So he didn't come to Danzhou this time to kill you, if he really came to kill you, then I believe no matter how capable the young master is, he would have died countless times."
Only then did Fan Xian realize that the assassin on the ground seemed to have said that his father had sent him, but...
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"Day, it looks like a T-BAG, who dares to believe such an old bastard."
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Fei Jie has been staying in the Gewu Institute of the Kyoto Supervisory Yuan for these years. He is an old man in his fifties. A powerful person asked him to come to Danzhou to attend classes, and he didn't have the courage to refuse. He definitely would not leave Kyoto.
But unexpectedly, the first time he saw his student, he was beaten twice by the other party, and half a bowl of blood was shed, which almost killed him.
He looked at the little boy in front of him, and found that his face was full of innocence and cuteness, his big eyes were flickering, mixed with a trace of fear and shame, such a cute little face, coupled with the identity of a little boy, made his Full of anger with nowhere to go.
Turning around, he saw a guy who looked like a servant, and he was about to vent his anger on the other party: "Then who! Untie me quickly! I am Teacher Fei hired by the earl with a lot of money."
Who knew that the servant seemed to be more proud than him, ignored him at all, and said coldly: "In the agreement between me and your boss, it seems that there is no link for you to be a teacher."
"My lord five?" Fei Jie's eyes widened a bit cloudy, and he saw the servant's appearance clearly with his brown poisoned eyes, and he was shocked: "My lord five, it turned out to be you."
Hearing that the assassin called himself Fei Jie after waking up, Fan Xian felt that this matter was really puzzling.