In the city prison, Liu Wei stood in the courtyard of the prison with his hands behind his back.

Deng Zhan pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword and stood behind his left hand side. In all corners of the courtyard, there were many heavily armed dragoon guards.

Each dragoon guard pressed the hilt of his sword with his hand and stared solemnly at a clearing more than a dozen steps away in front of Liu Wei.

In the open space more than ten steps in front of Liu Wei, there were dozens of men standing side by side with their hands cut behind their backs and tightly bound by hemp ropes, like rice dumplings standing up.

These men wore colorful dark clothes, all of which were the clothes of ordinary people, and the deep clothes on their bodies were generally relatively shabby, and many of them even had a quick patch on their clothes.

However, this group of men has one thing in common, all the men have a fierce face, the muscles on their bodies are very strong, the muscles of the ben support the clothes, and the relatively wide deep clothes are worn on their bodies, which actually has a slimming effect like a battle robe.

The eyes of the knife roamed the faces of this group of men, and every man who was glanced at by Liu Bian's eyes would subconsciously hang his head down, not daring to make eye contact with Liu Bian.

"Your Highness, most of the assassins dormant in the city have been caught......" Standing behind Liu Bian's side, looking at the men lined up not far away, Deng Zhan lowered his voice and said to Liu Bian: "Even if there are a few people who have not been caught, they will not dare to act rashly in the near future!" ”

"Hmm!" Looking at the group of assassins who were tied up with their upper bodies tied, Liu Wei nodded, a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to Deng Zhan: "Pull up the radish and bring out the mud, I didn't expect to get so much information from the mouth of a small assassin!" ”

"What about these assassins?" Standing behind Liu Wei and looking at the dozens of captured assassins, Deng Zhan then whispered a question to Liu Wei.

"Kill!" The corners of his eyes twitched violently twice, Liu Wei turned around, dropped such a word, and strode towards the main entrance of the prison.

After receiving Liu Bian's orders, Deng Zhan first made a slashing gesture to a dragoon officer not far away, and then turned around and followed Liu Bian to the main entrance of the prison.

Out of the prison, Liu Wei had just stepped on the war horse led by a dragoon guard, when he heard a terrified howl in the courtyard of the prison, thinking that it should be the dragoon guard inside who started the massacre.

Hearing the miserable howl, Liu Wei's legs, which had no expression on his face, gently clamped the horse's belly, shook off the reins, and rode the horse along the street, slowly walking on the bridle.

Surrounded by Deng Zhan and more than a dozen dragoon guards, Liu Wei walked through the two streets as if he was strolling leisurely, he just turned a corner before he walked onto the intersection of the third street, and suddenly lifted the reins, strangled the war horse, and his brows were tightly twisted.

As soon as Liu Wei stopped walking, Deng Zhan, who was riding a horse and following him, pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and his eyes kept patrolling around.

Deng Zhan, who was born as a swordsman, has long cultivated an intuition that ordinary people do not have. As he walked down the street, his instinct told him that there was a murderous aura on the street, and it was so strong that he was almost not sure he could break it.

On the street, many shops are still open, and the few people in the city were still walking back and forth on this street, and when they saw Liu Wei leading more than a dozen dragoons to come, the people were like seeing a plague god, and quickly hid in the alleys or the shops on the side of the street did not dare to show their heads.

When the people of the city had such a move, Liu Wei also felt quite helpless. Since entering Youzhou, the Luoyang army has only attacked the city and plundered the land all the way, and has not maintained the breached city, let alone appeased the local people. All the cities that were breached were handed over to the Jizhou army that came to take over, and even the Jizhou soldiers and horses who surrendered to Cheng were not incorporated into the Luoyang army array.

For many years, the people of Dangcheng, who had been under the rule of Gongsun Zhan, had long been accustomed to Gongsun Zhan's management style, and it was normal for the Luoyang Army and Liu Bian, who had just occupied the city for a few days, to have no sense of belonging.

Although he felt a little emotional in his heart, Liu Wei didn't have time to think too much about these things at the moment, and the special forces' intuition told him that this street was very dangerous, much more dangerous than any previous assassin intercepting him. Even with Deng Zhan by his side, this aura was still strong, making Liu Wei feel as if he had been suddenly pressed on a boulder.

The smell of danger permeated the narrow streets, riding on horseback, Liu Wei had a cold face, frowned slightly, and stared at the empty street in front of him.

Liu Wei and the others stood on their horses, did not continue to move forward, and everyone was silently staring at the street in front of them, which was paved with bluestone slabs and rolled up small whirlwinds from nowhere.

A small whirlwind swirled along the street, rolling up the dust on the ground, jumping happily on the bluestone slabs, adding a little coldness to the street.

Just when everyone felt a strong tension in their hearts, there was suddenly an extra person on the empty street.

It was a man in a dark black robe! A man dressed in black like ink, standing upright like a ghost.

Although the eyes of Liu Wei and the others were all looking ahead, no one could see how the person appeared. He was like a ghost, appearing in the middle of the street for no apparent reason.

The man was far away from Liu Wei and the others, at least twenty steps away, Liu Wei couldn't see the man's face at all, but from that person, Liu Wei felt a strong killing intent rushing towards him.

Holding a long sword in one hand, he stood quietly in the middle of the street, and the person blocking Liu Wei and the others did not make any moves.

He stood like a lifeless sculpture, his sword shining brightly in the sun.

"Your Highness......" Standing behind Liu Bian, Deng Zhan lowered his voice and whispered to Liu Bian: "The last general will go to open the way for His Highness!" ”

"No!" As soon as Deng Zhan's words fell, Liu Wei raised an arm, stared at the person in the middle of the street in front of him without blinking, and replied to Deng Zhan: "Wait and see!" ”

The person in front of him was already out of the sheath, and the murderous aura emanating from him, and the long sword that reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight, no matter who it was, they would never think that he had good intentions when he came here.

"Uh......" Deng Zhan, who was stopped by Liu Wei, was stunned for a moment, and then didn't speak again, just pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and didn't dare to stare at the person standing with the sword on the street in front of him without the slightest slackness.

The more than ten dragoons who followed behind Deng Zhan saw the nervousness that they had almost never seen before from Deng Zhan's expression, and one by one they also pressed the hilt of their swords, and kept twisting their heads in front of and behind them, preventing them from killing assassins from behind.

The two sides confronted each other for a long time, and finally, the person who blocked the way of Liu Wei and the others slowly moved.

He held the sword in his right hand, the tip of the long sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and slowly moved his steps, slowly approaching Liu Wei and the others.

The man's steps were heavy, and every step he took seemed to exert all his strength. Every time the footboard steps on the ground, the bluestone pavement under your feet will make a muffled sound of "pop".

"What a force!" Looking at the man's slow pace, Deng Zhan, who was behind Liu Wei, praised in a low voice, and the hand that pressed on the hilt of the sword tightened a little tighter.

The person holding the long sword was getting closer and closer to Liu Bian, and Liu Bian could see him more and more clearly.

Walking slowly, the man's head was always down, as if he was afraid that the bluestone pavement in front of him would be uneven and trip him to the ground.

Because he lowered his head, Liu Wei couldn't see his face clearly at all, but felt that his body didn't seem to be so burly, and the dark black clothes were tightly wrapped around his body, which made the man look a little embarrassed.

"It's you!" The man got closer and closer, and one of the dragoons who had followed Liu Wei to the street suddenly let out an exclamation.

The dragoon guard let out an exclamation, and the man with the sword slowed down at first, and then stopped again when he was only ten paces away from Liu Wei.

The crowd, including Liu Wei, all turned their heads to look at the dragoon guard who was exclaiming.

Seeing that Liu Wei was also looking at him, the dragoon guard was riding on horseback, and with a little trepidation in his expression, he bowed to Liu Wei with a fist and said: "Your Highness Qiqi, yesterday we captured the assassin and chased several streets but failed to catch up, it was this person who came to help......

"Ugh!" Knowing that this person had helped the Dragoon Guards capture the Assassin, Liu Wei was stunned for a moment, and then clasped his fist at the man who was already close to only ten paces away, and said, "Your Excellency has helped capture the Assassin, why are you blocking me now?" ”

"King Luoyang, only I will kill!" Lowering his head, the man finally spoke, his voice was very sharp, but it could be heard in people's ears, and the cold words were like the wind in the harsh winter, making people feel a chill from their bones.

"Presumptuous!" Before the man's words fell, the dragoon guard who recognized him glared at him and shouted, "Your Highness is here, dare to make a ......."

As soon as the dragoon guard spoke, Liu Wei raised his hand, stopped his words, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said to the man: "To assassinate this king, you must also find a suitable time. Right now, General Deng is by the king's side, does Your Excellency think that swordsmanship can surpass General Deng? ”

"How do you know if you don't try?" Deng Zhan's name obviously did not scare the person holding the sword, he responded coldly, flipped his wrist, and the long sword shone with a shining silver light in the sun, and rushed towards Liu Wei.

"Protect Your Highness!" The man rushed towards Liu Bian, and Deng Zhan, who was standing behind Liu Bian, shouted, jumped up from the horse, drew his long sword, and rushed towards the man.

The dazzling sunlight shone on the street, and the two figures rushed out of each other, and at the same time that the two figures staggered, Liu Wei clearly saw two silver arcs flashing in the void.

There was no crisp sound of metal colliding, no sound of cloth tearing, and no man's muffled grunt. Everything was so silent, as if nothing had happened on the street.

Holding a long sword, with his back to Liu Wei and the others, standing seven or eight steps away from Liu Wei, Deng Zhan stood quietly. The long sword in his hand pointed obliquely at the bluestone road on the side, and on the sharpness of the long sword, there was a drop of red blood.

The blood beads hung on the tip of the sword, the sunlight shone on the blood beads, and the blood beads glowed with agate-colored luster, just like a gem inlaid in the tip of the long sword, the red was so brilliant and dazzling!

Facing Liu Wei, standing only three or five steps away from him, was the assassin who staggered past Deng Zhan.

Like Deng Zhan, the assassin also maintained the posture of pointing the long sword diagonally at the ground next to him, and the tip of his long sword also had a blood bead hanging on it, but because of the close distance, Liu Wei could see that the blood bead was flowing along his wrist and along the blade of the sword to the tip of the sword.