When counting to thirty, Fan Xian lifted the curtain, walked out of the residence, and looked at the black carriage coldly. There seemed to be nothing unusual about the carriage, not even the secret sign Wang Qinian set in front of the door was moved. Sure enough, he is a veteran of this way.
At this moment, trembling sounds suddenly came from the entire camp. Apart from the members of the mission who were overwhelmed by the drug, the cronies of the Qi Nian team who had been notified by Fan Xian all stood behind him and appeared behind him. Yes, there are extremely heavy breathing, and the sound of scratching the ground—they are three black dogs, and the dogs' mouths are covered with leather holsters, so they can't make any sound at all.
Fan Xian scratched his itchy hair roots, waved his hand and said, "Open the door, let the dog go."
Wang Qinian quietly waved his hand, and his subordinates let go of the rope. The three black dogs, which had been imprisoned for a month, couldn't bear the violent animal nature in their bodies for a long time. He scratched the muddy ground with his toe, turned into three black shadows, and rushed out of the camp ferociously.
At this moment, several cold lights came out! Countless poison-poisoning hidden weapons slashed at the dogs!
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Ding ding ding ding, the hidden weapon like raindrops met a hurricane-like blade light, which was shaken and fell far to the ground. Then, the blade light rushed towards the assassin who made a sneak attack.
There were several tearing sounds of chirping, and after a few screams, the bodies of the two assassins were chopped into three pieces, their heads were chopped into the air, and blood sprayed everywhere!
A long knife was savagely thrust out, pierced through the air, and slashed into the armpit of the last assassin. With two swishes, the assassin's arms left his body like white lotus root joints dipped in syrup, fell to the ground, and bounced twice.
The leader of the tiger guards, Gao Da, returned with his long sword, with his back behind his back, very neat and unrestrained. The six tiger guards behind him also retracted their swords and returned at the same time, standing neatly in the middle of the camp in the night, looking very handsome.
But this was not the time for posing, Wang Qinian had already sprinted to the side of the assassin whose arms had been chopped off. His swipe seemed ordinary, but he leaped a distance of several feet in a flash. Well-deserved reputation.
With a quick movement, he stabbed the heavy iron pillar in his hand into the assassin's mouth. There was a stir, and an extremely unpleasant sound sounded. Wang Qinian reached into the mangled mouth and hid the bullet The poisonous tooth was pulled out, carefully wrapped it with a cloth, and then took out a round wooden ball with a rope from his arms, and stuffed it into the assassin's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.
The assassin's arms were cut off, blood flowed like a river, he was already in pain, but being stuffed by Wang Qinian, tears, nose, saliva mixed with tears flowed into his mouth, it looked extremely miserable and terrifying.
"The enemy actually sneaked into the yard." Wang Qinian frowned and looked at the face of the assassin, and found that he was an acquaintance. "Fortunately, the method of hiding drugs is still the old way in the yard."
He then turned his head and said to his subordinates: "Cure him, don't let him die, greet him well, and let him confess."
The subordinate responded in a deep voice, but said curiously: "Master Wang, you have smashed all his teeth, will the toxin flow into his body?"
Wang Qinian was taken aback, thinking that he had been a civil servant all these years, so he was really a little novice, so he quickly took out the wooden ball from the assassin's mouth, washed it with clean water, and fed a few detoxifying pills that Fan Tisi rewarded him with. , this is a little reassuring.
Seeing that he was about to put the wooden ball back into the assassin's mouth, the subordinate finally couldn't help but said, "His teeth are broken, how can he kill himself by biting his tongue?"
Wang Qinian was embarrassed, turned around and scolded: "I like to stuff wooden balls in his mouth, can't I?"
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When the commotion in the camp was exhilarating, Fan Xian had already tied up his sleeves and trouser legs, turned his back hat over to cover his face, and escaped into the night under the cover of his black clothes. . The seven tiger guards with amazing sword skills also followed his figure and followed in the direction of the three tracking dogs. They did not make a sound all the way, did not startle the bright moon in the sky, but only caused the reed to shake slightly.
The camp was guarded by people from the Overwatch Council, and there was a team of black knights outside. Fan Xian was very relieved.
Although the poison he poured into Sean's body was overbearing, the most important thing was that even if the drug was driven out of the body by Sean's powerful qi, it would still leave a faint taste in his pores.
Sean can't smell it himself, but dogs can. In some respects, humans are indeed inferior to dogs.
There was a cloud in the sky, dark clouds, and the moonlight immediately dimmed. Only the sound of the night wind blowing on the surface of the great lake and the sound of the reeds shaking could be heard.
Fan Xian's whole body was wrapped in black, only a pair of bright eyes were exposed.
After discovering that Xiao En had succeeded in coercing poison, he planned this operation on his own initiative. After all, no one in the entire mission dared to object to his opinion, and the members of the Overwatch Council who knew the inside story were the only ones following him. But this is also a very risky venture. Take action, if Xiao En really takes the opportunity to escape, Yan Bingyun will naturally not be able to get back, and a poisonous snake will always stay in the dark, waiting to deliver a fatal blow to some specific people in the Qing Kingdom. No matter what, Fan Xian couldn't bear such a big loss.
Suddenly, there were a few strange noises from the reeds in front of him. Fan Xian twitched his nose. Through the special layer of fabric, he could still smell a faint smell of blood. The three extremely ferocious black dogs seemed to be dead, but Sean was able to kill the three ferocious dogs silently in one face-to-face meeting, which showed that the other party's body functions had recovered a lot.
Fan Xian stood quietly on the wet muddy ground, squinting ahead through the heavy reed veil, calculating the distance to Sean.
He clenched his right hand and raised it up. The seven tiger guards who came behind him immediately understood what the young master meant. They looked at each other and scattered into the reeds, not daring to get too close to Xiao En.
At this time, Xiao En must have known that someone was chasing him behind him, but the old man obviously did not forget all his escape skills because of his twenty years in prison. Wash, quietly fled to the northeast border.
Fan Xian knew that there must be someone who would take care of Sean in that place.
He ran forward calmly, the domineering zhenqi in his body gradually began to circulate, his feet parted from the wet mud as soon as he touched it, and his whole body rushed forward like an arrow, scattering the oncoming reeds away. Occasionally he would stop and look around carefully, his fingers lightly gliding over the obviously freshly broken opening under the reed, and his eyes fell on the pair of stable footprints left on the mud.
Sean is going around in circles.
Fan Xian followed in circles.
In the darkness, the hunter and the prey are one behind the other, but no one knows when the roles of the two sides will be reversed. For Sean, he had to break free from the Mission's control and join his side. For Fan Xian, he had to seize the opportunity created by himself this time.
Gradually, Fan Xianlu's eyes outside the black cloth became brighter, and the traces left by Xiao En became more and more obvious. It seemed that the other party was old and weak after all, and he was no longer as brave as before. It is not free.
Passing through the reeds by the lake and coming to the edge of a dwarf cedar forest, Fan Xian frowned slightly, with a pair of extremely sharp eyes, even in the dark night, he could still see that the footsteps beside the forest were somewhat messy. He didn't dare to be careless, he backed away slowly, circled a big circle, and inserted in from the side of the dwarf fir forest.
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Suddenly there was a very mournful whistle in the dark night, and a black rope bounced from the shallow grass under the woods, and bound a person's ankles—it was a tiger guard who followed Fan Xian into the woods! Huwei was still in the air, his body bounced up extremely powerfully, twisted his right hand, and the long knife behind his back swung out with a bang, cutting off the black rope.
Huwei fell forward following the swing of Heisuo, and was about to step on flat ground.
A crossbow arrow flew over, and he was so startled that he grabbed the long knife and knocked the crossbow arrow into the air with a bang, and his whole body struggled back, half a step back from where it expected to fall. He loosened his toes, only to realize that there was a pit in front of him, and there was a simple trap formed by a few sharp branches in the pit!
Fan Xian stood against the tree, let go of the finger holding the trigger, and watched the tiger guard escape into the night again, heaving a sigh of relief.
There were two calls of night owls from the forest, which were ugly and piercing. There was a slight movement on a branch, and the lights of knives in all directions suddenly broke out of the silence, turning into seven snow-like beauty, cutting everything in that place. Space.
Countless blood clots splattered in the middle of the woodland, and with a chirping sound, the leader of the Tiger Guards, Gao Da, held his knife behind him, lit a torch, took a photo on the dead man's face, and shook his head. It was obvious that the dead man was not Xiao En.
The fire was extinguished again, and the seven tiger guards appeared, forming a semicircle, and searched the depths of the undergrowth.
Fan Xian disappeared into the darkness, moving slowly against the trees. He didn't expect that Sean would lead the person who opened the car door with him. This realization made him feel a little weird. But he knew that Sean was still in the woods, because the poison that had been poured these days was still firmly exuding a faint smell.
The moon slowly floated out from the clouds, and the forest was covered with silver light. Fan Xian pressed his palm lightly on a tree, feeling the slight tremors coming from everywhere, and his heart was full of confidence to kill the opponent.
Sean is in the woods.