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Fang Tinglan only heard a few strange noises from outside in the bedroom, and then everything returned to tranquility. Years of vigilance made him instinctively aware that something was wrong, the young man frowned slightly, pulled out a short knife from the upper of his calm boots, held it in his hand, and then walked towards the door.
The moment the door latch sounded and twisted slightly, Fang Tinglan kicked the door open. The person outside the door obviously didn't expect the other side to attack first, and was almost knocked to the ground by the door panel, and took a few steps back. Only then did he stabilize his figure. However, Fang Tinglan didn't give the opponent a chance to adjust his attacking posture at all, and swung straight at the shadow.
Clang!
Although Hai Lian was surprised that the prey would take the initiative to come in front of him, his skills were not messed up at all. He blocked the opponent's first attack with one hand, and the other hand grabbed the enemy's arm with the backhand. As soon as he spun hard, he wanted to catch someone in the future and throw him to the ground. This throw is a move that the most experienced boxers in the black boxing arena will fall into, and it has always been good. However, the opponent did not fight back recklessly as he expected, but simply stuck Hailian's elbow as well. , following that strength, his knee bent slightly, and his foot caught Hailian's ankle, and the two of them fell to the ground together.
The assassin landed first, and let out a short muffled hum from his throat. In the blink of an eye, Fang Tinglan only felt that the voice was slightly familiar, but the opponent didn't give him a chance to think at all. While he was flying away, the blade swung out again, and the cold light formed a line in the night, slashing towards Fang Tinglan. The man turned over and waved his arms, and the blades collided again in the darkness.
In just a few rounds of confrontation, both sides realized that they had encountered an evenly matched opponent.
As time went by, Qin Weiyu in the corner found that the assassin was focused on dealing with Fang Tinglan and didn't seem to notice him, so he wanted to run to the door when he saw the situation, but he didn't pay attention to the ground for a while, tripped over the corpse, and staggered towards the door. Planted forward.
In fact, Hai Lian has always been alert to the other person in the room from the corner of his eye. The moment he realized that the other person was about to slip away, he quickly pulled out a thin blade from his hidden pocket and flung it out, accidentally failing to hit the other person. The neck just happened to brush Qin Weiyu's cheek, and it was nailed to the wall.
Qin Weiyu was so frightened that his soul was flying, his liver and gallbladder were splitting, and he wanted to move out even when he was rolling and crawling, but Hailian's figure was like a charm. on the palm of your hand. His Highness Chen Wang's delicate skin and tender flesh could not stand this, the whole person suddenly screamed.
Hailian showed no sympathy, and even whistled lazily: "No one has ever escaped under my nose..."
"—Helian?"
The room was silent for a moment, only Qin Weiyu's painful cry was still echoing.
Hailian turned back hesitantly: "You... say one more word?"
"Helian."
The atmosphere became subtle for a while, Hailian let go of his foot and took a few steps back. Fang Tinglan on the other side also re-lit the wall lamp in the living room, and the faint yellow light bloomed in the room, reflecting the whole room. The mess. Fang Tinglan looked around and opened his mouth with a wry smile: "I said, since the night of the poisonous bee, how can there be such a powerful assassin in the southern border... why are you here?"
"He's here to do business." Hai Lian gestured to the scribe who was in a pool of blood.
"I'm included in what you do?"
"I didn't know you were here." Hai Lian replied confidently, "It's you, how did you provoke Faluko?"
"How did you provoke the person you killed before, that's how I provoked you."
Fang Tinglan is not a fool. The first thing he reacted the moment he heard Hailian's voice was that he had been caught and calculated by Simona's old fox. The scribe was an abandoned piece thrown by the opposite side, and also a bait. In this game of chess, even if he hadn't been killed by Hailian's knife today, he had already lost. But if Fang Tinglan fled back to Dongzhou in a hurry at this time, Fang Tinglan would not be reconciled anyway.
Before this gamble came to a dead end, he always had the desire to gamble again.
Thinking of this, he overthrew all the plans he had made in his mind before. Fang Tinglan walked over and helped Qin Weiyu up—he was the one who suffered the most in this chaotic battle. There was an inch-long cut on his face, and his front was also soaked black and red with blood, which was truly terrifying.
Hailian raised her eyebrows: "Your friend?"
"Well," Fang Tinglan nodded, "this is His Royal Highness Chen Wang."
"His Royal Highness Chen..."
Hailian muttered, he vaguely remembered that when Fang Tinglan first came to Jiumeng, he asked Shuiyin about a general and a prince. Now that the general is dead, he couldn't help but look at Qin Weiyu a few more times, but from this frightened and pale face, he couldn't tell the difference between the royal family of Dongzhou and ordinary people.
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to understand your affairs," Hailian put away the knife, "I don't need to kill you two, but what will happen next?"
Fang Tinglan understood what Hailian said, even if he didn't come to do it, Faluko, the sheriff of Tisu's capital, would not let go of this Dongzhou native who dared to spy on the privacy of other countries and provoke Count Simona.
"I haven't thought about it yet." Fang Tinglan said honestly, "It's you who let us go, how do you explain to the Public Security Department?"
"I haven't thought about it either." Hailian tilted her head, "I'll ask Faluko later."
"You are really brave, so you are not afraid that he will say that you are not good at things and detain you directly?"
"I know his character better than you." Hailian raised his eyebrows, "It looks like a rock, but it's actually stuffed with cotton."
Fang Tinglan thought for a while and said, "I'll go with you."
"What are you going to do?"
"Because I'm worried about you."
Fang Tinglan's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and what he said was like a joke. Hailian's ears blushed, and he muttered something in his mouth, but he didn't stop him. He just said that he was waiting for you downstairs, turned his head and went out the door.
Fang Tinglan took off his coat and threw it to Qin Weiyu: "You block the blood and call a carriage back to the embassy. I can't take you if I have something to do."
"What to do here?"
"Since Faluco dares to make a move, he will send someone to clean it up."
Fang Tinglan was about to leave after speaking, but Qin Weiyu grabbed his wrist.
"Is there anything else?" the man asked softly.
Qin Weiyu didn't know what she wanted to ask. He has killed others many times, but he has never been stained with blood. This is the first time he has been so close to a sharp death. The young man's cheeks and hands were still aching, and his mind felt like a needle prick—how could he not hear Fang Tinglan and this strange killer's tone so familiar that it was almost intimate.
Thinking of this, Qin Weiyu felt an inexplicable fire burning in his chest.
"Who was that assassin just now?" He whispered.
"His name is Hailian."
"who is it."
Fang Tinglan pursed his lips slightly, and replied after a while: "I will make it clear to him, and he will never attack you again."
"That's not what I asked."
"He is a casual person and doesn't know much about etiquette. I apologize to you on his behalf. As for the wound medicine, I will send someone to the embassy immediately, okay?"
"Stop the flames."
"His Royal Highness Chen," the man brushed off his hand, "I believe you are a wise lord."
With just one sentence, Qin Weiyu fell into an ice cave.