Darkness, already completely overshadowing the sight.

Smoke rose in front of him, like some kind of unnamed monster, like a very strange patrol.

But Su Dawei did not hesitate and rushed towards the smoke as soon as possible.

He didn't even think about whether the enemy would have an ambush or not, whether the smoke would be poisonous or not.

The vitality in his hand swirled, and the palm of his hand swung out violently, sweeping a blank belt in the smoke.

Looking again, the long street in front of me was winding like a snake, and a glimmer of light was faintly seen in the darkness flashing around the corner, and there was no trace.

Su Dawei's face turned pale, and he chased after him with a knife.

After a tea time, he reluctantly returned.

"Didn't catch up?"

Su Dawei shook his head: "The person I cut just now is still there, and there is finally a living mouth." ”

"Ami ......"

Qian Bazhi looked embarrassed: "That person...... He's dead. ”

"Dead?"

Su Dawei rushed up in a few steps and looked down.

There were two bodies lying on the street.

One is a man in black whose neck was cut open by his own blade.

This one must be dead.

The other is the Assassin who had just slit his thigh.

Although the wound on the thigh looked terrible, the skin and flesh rolled up, and the pink color looked like cracked fish meat.

But if the bleeding had been stopped in time, the injury would not have died so quickly.

Su Dawei is very sure of his own proportions.

"He may have poison hidden in his teeth, I wanted to ask just now, and black blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, so I ......"

Qian Bazhi walked up and stood behind Su Dawei, his voice full of self-blame.

"Sometimes, corpses can talk."

Su Dawei sneered, squatted down, and reached out to remove the mask of the man in black.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the mask, the eyes of the man on the ground suddenly opened.

At the same time, his right hand took out a short knife and stabbed it at Su Dawei's heart.

"Fake death?"

Su Dawei flipped his left palm and grabbed the opponent's wrist.

With a little force, he only heard a crisp sound of "pop", and the person's left wrist was crushed by him.

"Ami, be careful!"

Qian Bazhi's exclamation came at this time.

Su Dawei didn't look back, and suddenly grabbed his right hand back.

With two fingers, he accurately clamped a dagger that was silently stabbed at his waist.

Qian Bazhi's face turned blood-red, and he used all his strength to pull back the dagger,

It's a pity that I tried a few times, but I didn't move.

Su Dawei's two fingers were like iron tongs, clamping the bladeless back of the dagger.

"Eighth Master, why are you doing this?"

Su Dawei turned around, and his eyes fell on Qian Bazhi's face.

"Haha, Ami, you don't think I'm going to plot against you, do you?"

Qian Bazhi let go of the dagger and slowly retreated: "I just saw that the assassin was not dead and wanted to come up to help you." ”

"Really?"

Su Dawei flipped the dagger in his hand, swung his left foot back, and kicked the assassin in the cheek, causing him to faint.

"I came to Chase Square on a temporary basis, and I didn't tell anyone, and the assassin obviously came prepared, who leaked the news?

If you hadn't rushed up and stood in front of me just now, I was sure that I could have captured all the remaining two assassins alive.

Also, I don't believe that the eighth master can't even see whether a person is really dead or faked dead. ”

Su Dawei said a word, took a step forward, and pressed towards Qian Bazhi step by step.

And he went further, and Qian Bazhi took a step back.

In the end, a wave of green energy surged on Qian Bazhi's face, a strange light flashed in his pupils, and when his left hand trembled, three shuttle darts shot at Su Dawei in a zigzag shape.

"Die!"

Su Dawei's figure flickered, evaded it like lightning, and rushed to Qian Bazhi's side in an instant, stretched out his left hand, clasped his neck, and put the dagger in his right hand against his throat.

"Who are you commanding?"

Burst~

There was a muffled sound, and Su Dawei looked sideways.

I saw that one of the shuttle darts that had just flown towards him was nailed to the throat of the assassin.

This only living mouth has now really become a corpse.

"Hahaha~"

Qian Bazhi's face was flushed with excitement, and his laughter was poignant and harsh.

Su Dawei's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"So why did you bring people to me again?"

Anrenfang, Nanlu, and in the palace, Wang Jingzhi stared at Su Dawei with straight eyes, with an indifferent expression.

In his eyes, there seemed to be a pair of hooks, and he couldn't wait to press Su Dawei to the ground and rub it.

"Please, help me one more time, we're friends, friends."

Su Dawei smiled embarrassedly, clasped his hands in front of him, and said straight to Wang Jing: "I now think that the only one who can help me is you, help me take a look, what's going on with this person?" ”

Qian Bazhi's performance at that time always felt a little abnormal and weird.

And Su Dawei would never believe that Qian Bazhi would help outsiders assassinate him for no reason.

"Help you, I'm okay."

Wang Jingzhi had a cold face, and while looking at the eyelids of Qian Bazhi, who was lying on the bed and unconscious, he observed his pupils.

He said, "But why did you bring me the corpse too?" ”

With a wave of his big sleeves, under the long corridor outside the door, there were two corpses of black-clad assassins lying side by side.

The air smelled of a strange blood.

"I was assassinated, of course I have to find out what is going on, I have reported this matter to Dali Temple, Li Siwen also agreed that I will come to you first, if you want, you can make their pestle ...... later"

"You sent me the corpse here, and you still want the pestle to dissect the corpse in my place?"

"If you say yes."

Wang Jingzhi looked at him deeply, but did not answer him.

Instead, he held the pulse of Qian Bazhi, paused for a while and said: "He is different from Wu Shun before, he was controlled by someone with a strange technique, well, a bit like Qin Huaiyu last time." ”

"It's not a Gu?"

Su Dawei was a little surprised, and his brows furrowed together.

If it was a Gu, it was likely to be Deng Jian's person.

But Qian Bazhi was controlled by the alien by means such as witchcraft......

Who the hell is the other party?

When did you perform the technique on Qian Bazhi?

This feeling of being in the dark and in the dark is really terrible.

"He's your subordinate? I'll help you figure it out. Wang Jingzhi glanced up at him: "As for the two under the corridor, please take them away, and I will thank you for not being sensitive." ”

At this moment, several people came from the front yard.

Su Dawei clapped his hands and said: "Look, the pestle is here, why don't you have a discussion, I heard that those witch doctors in the south sometimes like to use knives to dissect corpses or something." ”

"You go."

Wang Jingzhi stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, and he felt a pain in his skull.

"Ami."

Among the people who came, someone shouted.

Su Dawei turned his head to look, and found that in addition to the pestle and errand from Chang'an County, there were also Gao Dahu and An Wensheng.

"Why are you here? Big Tiger? ”

Gao Dahu walked two steps faster and said, "I heard that you were attacked, come and take a look at the situation." ”

He rushed before the others and whispered in Su Dawei's ear: "I will find you later." ”

Su Dawei nodded, and his eyes fell on An Wensheng behind him.

"Lao An~"

"I find out where you go, where you bring trouble."

An Wensheng shook his head and bowed his hand to Wang Jingzhi.

"Brother Jingzhi."

Wang Jingzhi nodded, as if he had said hello.

The two turned out to know each other.

"You want an autopsy, find a place, don't be in my hallway."

"Roger, rest assured."

Su Dawei beckoned to the pestle, and the servants brought by Gao Dahu moved the bodies of the two assassins in the corridor.

"Ami, I have something to tell you."

As soon as he arrived in the courtyard, An Wensheng came up from behind and patted Su Dawei on the shoulder: "I brought the book that Xi Xiufang gave me, and I also received a letter for you in front of the county office." ”

"Give it to me, who gave it to you?"

"A child, you know it when you see it."

An Wensheng said, handing over the "First Emperor's Tour" and the piece of paper to Su Dawei.

Su Dawei first glanced at this strange book left by the Han Dynasty, and touched the cover, which is not a popular paper now, like some kind of leather, which has turned yellow.

Then he shook the letter open, and after just one glance, Su Dawei's pupils contracted.

The letter is simple, just one sentence -

There will be after-reports.

The bright red handwriting looks like some kind of provocation.

Su Dawei stared at the word, and slowly spit out a person's name in his mouth: "Deng Jian." ”

There is no reason, intuitively, this is Deng Jian's "war letter" to himself.

There will be a posterior, what to report?

Only hatred!

"I think so too."

An Wensheng touched his chin and said slowly: "I talked to you about the case first, and it seems that I missed a point, and it is Deng Jian." ”

"How is this person?"

"I pondered what he had done, and I felt that this man would be retribution, and he was extremely forbearing."

An Wensheng said seriously: "He is far beyond ordinary people, but he is willing to be tied up by your men, and he will not confide in him when he is tortured, this is forbearance." And once he figured out the situation, he immediately chose to escape, which shows that this person is decisive.

In the process of escaping, he can swagger out and kill people, which shows that first, this person is bold, and second, he is extremely vindictive. It was the torture used by the kidnapper before, right, it wasn't enough for him to kill people, and he also cut off his head, which is the performance of Jair's retribution.

In the end, he did not kill indiscriminately, but seriously injured the rest of the people and walked away, knowing that if he delayed, it would affect his escape.

This person can still be so calm and restrained in the midst of hatred, what a terrible opponent. ”

Su Dawei has been listening silently.

After listening to what An Wensheng said, he couldn't help but complain: "Hearing you say this, how do I feel that I am dead?" ”

"How can there be a reason to prevent thieves all day long, if you are stared at by such a person, I am afraid that you will not be able to sleep well."

An Wensheng said solemnly: "This kind of person only seeks advantages and disadvantages when doing things, and will never be bound by senseless morality." ”

"An outlaw, or rather, a fanatic."

Su Dawei recalled the scene when he saw Deng Jian: "If it weren't for this exposure, this guy would be like a little white face on weekdays, Wenwen is weak, who would have thought that his real identity would be a Goguryeo spy." ”

Speaking of this, the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

If even Su Dawei, the bad deputy marshal, didn't see Deng Jian's true face before, it can only be said that this person's acting skills are too clever.

Or it can be said that this opponent is really terrible.

"By the way, Lao An, can I ask you for something."

Su Dawei opened his mouth, and without waiting for An Wensheng to answer, he continued: "Help me take care of my family these days, I'm worried about ......"