Liu Biao, hiding in the thick smoke, finally freed his hands, wrapped the cloth strips around his mouth and nose, and tied them behind his head. He held a knife in both hands and was on guard.
Both sides are alert and dare not make any noise.
Liu Biao stood still, there were too many debris on the ground in this alley. If he accidentally stepped on it and made a noise, his position would be exposed, and he might be dismembered in an instant!
Liu Biao pricked his ears and listened carefully. He didn't believe that the killer dared to continue to spend time. As long as the killer was exposed a little, he might take the opportunity to kill one, and the chance of surviving would be even greater.
Sure enough, Liu Biao did not expect it. After a few breaths, a small noise came from behind him. Liu Biao slashed with his backhand, but a sound of wind flashed by, but a knife passed by the side. Liu Biao twisted his waist and dodged, only feeling cold in his belly , It was too late to dodge, and the clothes were torn.
But his backhand knife was cut empty.
However, for many years of assassin's experience, his body has a kind of conditioned ability to react to danger. The knife only slashed his coat without being injured. However, this moment revealed his position.
For a time, three Japanese swords attacked at the same time, and Liu Biao listened to all directions and tried his best to deal with it.
In the blink of an eye, after a burst of "ping-pong-pong" golden iron sound, Liu Biao finally left the encirclement.
The smoke is driven by the wind of the sword and the body style, and sometimes it means that the clouds are rolling and the clouds are rolling.
Liu Biao hid in the dense smoke again, breathing as light as possible, unwilling to show a trace.
At that moment, Liu Biao almost thought he would be dismembered.
The two sides went into silence again, the dense fog was dissipating, and the moment the dense fog dissipated, it was time to decide the winner.
A breeze blew by, and the dense fog gradually faded.
Both sides are highly nervous...
"Pump!" Liu Biao silently stabbed the knife into the lower abdomen of a black-clothed killer.
At the same time, two Japanese knives slashed behind Liu Biao, among which the earlier one slashed across Liu Biao's back, blood bursting out!
Liu Biao drew his sword out, without evading, turned around and slashed over. The remaining two killers did not hesitate to abandon the defense and attacked.
Both sides are trading lives for lives!
Liu Biao cut off a killer's head with a single knife, and at the same time flashed another Japanese sword that was about to penetrate his chest, only leaving a long bloody mouth on his chest.
With just a flick of a finger, life and death have been decided...
Liu Biao and the third killer were both tacitly agreeable, and they fought together without thinking.
Both of them used knives with both hands, and they were faster than they were.
In the end, Liu Biao was better than others. He had the upper hand in the frontal hack and killed the third killer at the cost of adding another three inches of blood to his body.
The smoke gradually dissipated, Liu Biao leaned on a knife, panting heavily, and laughed dumbfounded as he watched the three corpses flowing into a river of blood on the ground.
Liu Biao wanted to leave immediately, otherwise he would lose too much blood and he would die.
Leaving the alley and passing by the sewage ditch of the year, Liu Biao involuntarily glanced at...
Sewage is splashing!
…
Tonight... For the Lu family, it is a reunion day and a happy day.
But for many high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital, it was a night that couldn't be calm.
Jin Yiwei's thousand households, Lu Bing, returned to Beijing, and the news from the north came, the underground horse market was broken, and the Mongolian army was retreated. This Jin Yiwei's Lord Lu played an important role.
He himself was an old minister in the Qianlong period, and the character in the Jiajing emperor's pocket was definitely reused.
Now that he has made such a great achievement, promotion is a must.
But when the news of Lu Bing's promotion came out, many high-ranking officials looked earthy.
Lu Bing entered the Fusi of Weibei Town, Jinyi, and served as the Fusi of Beizhen.
Beizhen Fusi... A place where everyone talks about it...
Now that Lu Bing is in this position, coupled with the fact that he has a Zhu Liu who stirs the wind and the rain in the north, such a character has settled in Beizhen Fusi, and the capital has been troubled nowadays.
Now Zhu Liu has a fierce reputation in the North, even surpassing Lu Bing. There were no one thousand but eight hundred people who died under his sword.
Those who have been caught by him are even more like crucian carp who crossed the river. Almost all of those who were able to save their lives and come back under his men went bankrupt, and the name of Living Yama was changed.
This also made many Beijing officials hate Zhu Liu, but because the situation is still unclear, many people put it down for the time being and didn't make any trouble.
There were only some admonishment officials, and the clown jumped twice at first. I didn’t expect that Zhu Liu’s impeachment had just been handed over. The next day, Jin Yiwei came out with evidence of his corruption and perverted the law and sent the family to jail. The unclean admonition officer never dared to come forward.
Some officials with high moral character either did not show up due to the pressure brought by factions and the emperor, or they just handed over the papers to the sea.
Anyway, a few months passed, and Zhu Liu was still in the north, unscathed. Jin Yiwei's Tiqi was still carrying the king's command flag, galloping on the northern ground, and his horse's hoof shook the territory of thousands of miles north of Daming.
…
Zhang Jing, the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty who was personally renamed Zhang Fujing by the Jiajing Emperor last year, has passed tonight, and there are a steady stream of guests coming to visit him.
But they were all rejected by Zhang Fujing.
Having spent many years in officialdom, Zhang Fujing's sensitivity to political trends is absolutely beyond the imagination of others. At this time, he felt that the best choice was not to meet guests.
Now, the leaders of all factions in Beijing have seen signs. This is because the emperor is really angry. They must put their blood and cut their flesh well.
Anyway, except for the ignorant, as long as the other distant relatives and students are willing to spend money, their lives can be saved. As long as the life is saved, the future will be discussed later! As long as the roots are kept, the other branches and leaves will flourish again.
This has almost become a tacit understanding among all the officials who participated in the horse market in Beijing today.
The Daming Civil Official Group has a solid foundation, and when it comes to an emperor like Jiajing, if it is weakened, let it weaken.
…
Under the high hall, in the hidden alleys of poor villages, the struggles of the little people are invisible to the adults.
Even this kind of struggle between life and death is only because of their words.
At this moment, Liu Biao grasped a blade tightly with his left hand.
There is also a sleeve arrow nailed to the shoulder bone.
And Liu Biao's knife penetrated the chest of a black assassin.
It turned out that just as he was about to leave, he passed the sewage ditch where he was thrown in and pulled out. He tilted his head involuntarily, but saw a pair of dark cold eyes and a shimmering sleeve arrow aiming at him.
Then Xiujian flew over silently, and then sewage splashed everywhere, and the fourth assassin jumped up and rushed toward his face.
Liu Biao ignored it. It turns out that in this poor alley, there are not only three places that can hide people... but four...