Red Sleeves said softly: "The subordinates have controlled this person, according to the judgment of the subordinates, this person is not lying, he may not be afraid that someone will take his head, but three hundred taels of silver is a lot of wealth for him, so he will come to give it a try."

Han Mo didn't speak, just opened the letter.

Compared to a small note, this letter is even more shabby, I don't know what kind of leather it is, rolled up, when opened, it is only the size of a palm, and there is only a line of red handwriting written on it: "Someone is following me, Puzhao Temple, arrange all snipers"

Han Mo frowned, the information on this was quite inexplicable, he didn't understand it for a while, but looking at the handwriting on it, it seemed that the situation of writing this letter was urgent.

Han Mo put the leather to the end and sniffed it gently, then handed it to the red sleeves, and said in a low voice: "You smell the smell on it."

Red Sleeves didn't say much, took the palm-sized leather, smelled it, and said, "There is a smell of blood on it."

"Sure enough" Han Mo thought thoughtfully, he looked at the red self above, it seemed to be written in blood, but he couldn't be sure, since the red sleeves said so at this time, he was immediately sure that the handwriting on this leather was written in blood...

There is no doubt that the person who wrote this letter must have been in great trouble, as the letter said, he has been followed, and even the letter has chosen this strange way.

Who is that man? Why is someone following him?

There was silence in the room for a while, and there was still laughter and laughter on the other side of the hall, Han Mo clenched his fists slightly, thinking about countless possibilities in his mind...

Tonight is the wedding night, and at such a time, such a blood letter suddenly appeared, Han Mo didn't know if this was a trap, and what was the purpose of this trap?

If it's not a trap, who is the person asking for help? Since you want to ask yourself for help, why don't you just lead those people to the side of the Ministry of Rites? What was the man's concern?

Red Sleeves stood quietly aside, expressionless, just waiting for Han Mo's orders.

didn't delay too long, Han Mo finally said: "Puzhao Temple, kill the enemy, search for all the enemies, kill them all, there is no one left"

Red Sleeves bowed and said, "Yes"

……

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Puzhao Temple is the second largest temple in Yanjing City, it is also the peak of incense on weekdays, located in Nancheng District, under the night, the solemn Puzhao Temple has been quiet. . .

The two families of Beijing and Han Fan held a big wedding today, and martial law was imposed in Beijing, so Puzhao Temple also closed the temple door early, and it seemed very quiet in all directions.

The moonlight is like water, quietly sprinkled on the earth, is the plaque on the door of the temple, under the illumination of the moonlight, the three words "Puzhao Temple" on it are clearly visible, revealing a peaceful meaning.

Just outside the main entrance of the temple, under the small Shalit stupa that was more than two people high, there was a beggar-like man sitting down, curled up, unkempt, and his clothes were also tattered, as if he had fallen asleep, motionless, and his unkempt hair covered his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly for a while...

The night breeze blew gently, and the street where Puzhao Temple is located was very deserted, and there were almost no people to be seen.

Suddenly, there was a sound of horses' hooves in the distance, the sound of horses' hooves was very urgent, from far to near, it was to the Puzhao Temple, it didn't take long for a man and a horse to stop at a hundred steps away from the Puzhao Temple under the illumination of the moonlight.

The knight, dressed in black, with a hat on his head, holding the reins in one hand and a whip in the other, stopped in the middle of the street as if he were still without a sound.

It's just that at this time, a head poked out from an alley in the street, and those eyes were staring at the knight's body...

The figure in the alley was so strange that he was confident that the knight would not be able to find out where he was.

His target was the beggar under the Shalitta, but the sudden arrival of the knight immediately alerted him, and he knew in his heart that in addition to himself, there were at least five pairs of eyes watching the movements of the knight and the beggar.

The knight remained motionless on his horse, and after a moment he finally turned over and dismounted, took the horse in his hand, and slowly approached the beggar, who walked slowly, as if he were only walking with his steed.

The people in the alley were even more alert, he reached his hand to his waist, and silently took out a bamboo tube.

The turquoise bamboo tube, under the light of the moon, faintly glowed, this person carefully raised his hand, the bamboo tube is facing the knight's horse, he is very confident, as long as his hand is lightly pressed, the tall horse will be dead on the street in the blink of an eye...

He was like a ghost in the night

But in the darkness of the night, there could never be only one ghost, and there could never be only one type of person, and just as he was intently watching the knight and the beggar, an extremely strange feeling surged through his body.

He sensed danger, something that a fighter of their kind could feel most acutely, and he could conclude in an instant that the aura of danger was coming from behind him.

He clenched the bamboo tube in his hand, his body dodged sideways, and when he dodged, the left hand holding the bamboo tube had turned back and pressed the mechanism without hesitation...

He knew that there must be an enemy behind him, so he immediately made a decision, turned off the engine in an instant, and wanted to kill the person behind him instantly with the weapon in his hand.

"Woohoo"

The arrows in the bamboo tube shot out like lightning, but the sound of "da-da-da" was heard immediately, and all the arrows shot hit the wall, except for two that shot into the gap in the wall, the other few hit the hard wall and broke into two pieces.

Shot out

He didn't have time to think about it, a pair of cold eyes suddenly appeared in front of him, like the eyes of a poisonous snake, cold and sharp, he didn't have time to react at all, the dagger in the other party's hand had been inserted into his throat.

Everything just happens in an instant, with lightning and flint

……

The knight in the hat led the horse and walked slowly towards the beggar, knowing very well that around the Puzhao Temple, a silent but extremely cruel battle had begun...

Outside trackers may not have thought that the background of the person they are tracking is too complicated, and they may not have thought at all that when the praying mantis catches cicadas, the yellow finch is often behind.

The ghosts in the capital are well aware of the geography of every place in Yanjing City, and as the second largest temple in Yanjing City, the geographical environment around Puzhao Temple is even more well remembered by the ghosts in Beijing.

They were able to know exactly how many houses there were on the street, how far apart they were, what each house was used for, and what suitable places on the street were used for hiding.

This kind of dark sniping, the understanding of the geographical environment, is equivalent to the biggest killer move...

The outside trackers thought they were hidden, but they didn't know that in the eyes of the ghosts in the capital, their tracks were clearly and unintentionally exposed.

The time, the place, the people

The ghosts in Beijing have three major advantages, and from the very beginning, the sniper from outside the tracker is destined to be a tragedy.

The knight wearing the hat had no intention of paying attention to the fighting around him, and if that group of ghosts couldn't even clean up a few outsiders, it really didn't deserve the name of "Xihua Hall Officer".

The knight and the beggar were only twenty paces apart, and suddenly stopped again, because he had seen that from the darkness next to him, a figure slowly walked out, the man held a dagger in his right hand, under the moonlight, the dagger glowed with cold light, but in his left hand he carried a human head, and walked slowly, the human head dripped blood, and the blood stains kept spreading from the darkness...

The man was not tall, and he looked very thin, with a black band tied on his forehead, and his hair hung down to the back, tied with a thin band at the end, and his appearance was very different from that of the Central Plains.

He slowly walked between the beggar and the knight, and his eyes looked at Han Mo coldly, and finally threw the head in his hand on the ground, and said coldly, "This is your subordinate?" ”

The knight stretched out his hand and slowly took off the hat, revealing a handsome face, who could it be if it wasn't Han Mo?

His expression was extremely calm, he looked at the head on the ground, and knew that it was the dark official of the West Flower Hall, and he didn't expect that this person in front of him would be able to kill a West Flower Hall official.

The people who came to carry out the sniper mission tonight were all the elite dark sniper team under Xue Hongsleeve's subordinates, and they were all good assassins in the West Flower Hall.

Han Mo sighed and said, "Tell me...... Your name, at least let me know who I killed"

At this moment, from the shadows on all sides, more than a dozen ghostly black-clothed people appeared, all dressed in black and masked, and soon surrounded the person opposite Han Mo in the middle.

The Dark Officers threw out the human head in their hands, and all five human heads were thrown at the man's side, all of them were outside trackers killed in the sniper operation, and in a matter of moments, the Dark Sniper was over.

A person came up from behind Han Mo, but it was Xue Hongsleeve, and said softly: "Snipe five people, we will lose three"

A sharp light flashed in Han Mo's eyes, and he frowned slightly.

In the case of occupying the right time, place and people, the West Flower Hall still lost three people, which shows that this group of external trackers is not an ordinary person. If it weren't for the sudden launch of the Dark Sniper, I was afraid that the West Flower Hall would have suffered more casualties.

The person opposite Han Mo knew that there was no way to escape tonight, but he didn't have the slightest fear, he just said lightly: "Tracking this is only for one purpose, we want to know, who sent someone to our Wind Country to steal the holy relics......

Han Mo said indifferently: "Do you know who it is now?" ”

"So-and-so just knew," the man said slowly, "If so-and-so is not mistaken, you should be from the flower hall...... I've heard that the director of the Yanguo West Flower Hall is a very young boy, so it must be you? So-and-so still knows...... Your name is Han Mo."

Han Mo smiled and said softly, "Welcome, Your Excellency...... Coming to the land of Yan"