"It's getting more and more interesting now." In the tea shed in the distance, a man put down his tea bowl and couldn't help but smile as he looked at the soldiers hurrying in the distance.

Muddy water, this muddy water in front of you, stirring up more and more muddy. Let all the people in the game fight each other and fight to the death to suit his wishes.

Now the scene in Luoyang City is not big enough, not chaotic enough, after he stirred it up, he finally became much more conscious. From the shallow current under the surface of the water to the upcoming battle that has now surfaced on the water, it is extremely exciting to think about it.

Now, no matter how much He Jin's side can endure it, it is impossible to continue to endure it. When someone hands you a knife to your neck, no one will turn a blind eye to the butcher's knife that could kill you at any time.

What he does is actually extremely simple, and other people, as long as they have a certain grasp of people's psychology, can easily complete it. Even if the object of his plot is Cao Cao, and it is many strategists on He Jin's side, but such a knife that does not kill people without a blade at all will not be easily discovered.

It won't kill people, it won't hurt people, it's just a stab in the heart, the already broken heart, and it will be shattered completely. Even if someone really noticed something strange, Cao Cao and the others would not be able to run in front of the Ten Standing Servants and ask if the Ten Standing Servants had sent someone to assassinate them. Besides, even if they asked, the Ten Standing Servants would definitely not admit it, no matter whether they had done it or not, the answer would be the same.

falls into the crotch of the pants, it's not but is. People's suspicion is the best thing in the world to use, as long as it is easily provoked, and then allowed to develop, the results are often unexpected.

All he paid for all this was some money. Whether in the game or in reality, there will always be people who work for money.

Life is really the most precious and cheapest thing in the world. People who have wealth are willing to exchange high prices for the extension of their lives, and poor people are equally willing to exchange their lives for a wealth that is not too high.

The six archers, whom he recruited from among the retired veterans, were also soldiers who had shot more than a dozen people with bows and arrows at the top of the battle formation. These people used to shed their blood for the country, but after leaving the battle formation, the country forgot about them, and their lives were as cheap as grass, and the man really drove these six archers to assassinate Cao Cao at the price he saw as buying grass.

But probably they will die blindly, because their weed-like lives have become a fuse, constantly burning, spreading into the distance. Eventually, the flames will burn in those whose lives are far more precious than theirs, taking away those precious lives.

Speaking of which, the man really felt that he was a good person. After using people, they use other ways to commemorate the deaths of these people, so that their deaths are more worthwhile.

"Boss." A man dressed as a man walked in from outside the tea shed and stood in front of the man.

"How is the goods, is the price originally negotiated?" The man asked, smiling and squinting, really like a businessman who made money amiably.

"The goods are very good, and the price fluctuates slightly, but it still does not exceed the upper limit set by the boss." The man replied, looked at the empty tea bowl on the man's table, and naturally took the teapot and poured it full of tea.

"That's good." The man grinned.

Things went too smoothly, and the smooth ones really made him feel a sense of unreality, and there would be unsteadiness. His heart quickly settled down, things went smoothly as expected, as they should have been.

No matter who you are, you would never have thought that in the current constant whirlpool, in addition to the two forces of He Jin and Shi Chang as the protagonists, there are also third-party forces to join. He didn't want to call himself a-stirring stick, but the adjective was really apt when put on his body.

What he represents is only a third-party force. In addition to this, there are many large and small player forces, but no one, like him, interferes so deeply, and is completely aimed at inciting the two sides to completely oppose each other.

Benefit? Their greatest interests arose between He Jin and the Ten Standing Servants. Whoever wins too quickly is a loser for either side. The best-case scenario is undoubtedly that the two sides are fighting to the death, hurting each other, and at the same time continuing this situation of confrontation with each other.

Picking up the tea bowl, the man took a shallow sip. The tea is very light, only a faint taste of tea leaves, except for the taste of tea leaves, it is like drinking water at all.

The man knew that the best-case scenario was nothing more than a naïve and wishful thinking. No matter what, the Ten Standing Servants couldn't last long, and the force they mastered that could really decide everything was too weak compared to He Jin. So, now he has to help some of the Ten Permanent Servants, at least make them vigilant, and they can't die so easily.

"Killer Building...", the man shook his head, if the ten permanent servants continue to be in their current state, except for those who stay in the palace, the rest of the palace will die.

With the business level of the Killer Building, after a battle in Guangzong City, he would not despise the Killer Building at all. Archenemy! The real enemy! His great enemy is not He Jin's side, it is these killers in the killer building, once these killers move faster than his, then maybe everything has just begun, and it will be over.

Although the power of the ten permanent servants is tilted towards the government and the opposition, in fact, they are only ten people. As soon as ten people died, their power also collapsed, and it was impossible for there to be any eunuchs behind them, or someone to stand up and play against He Jin.

If He Jin was decisive and directly led the army to kill the ten permanent servants without any worries, then there would be nothing for him. But He Jin didn't, among them, the extra space is also the space for him to play!

"Okay, you go and get the goods. Remember, be sure to get your hands on the goods at the right price. He admonished.

"Okay." The man nodded, the sweat on his forehead had not yet dried, and he ran out of the tea shed again. Soon, his figure disappeared at the end of the street.

The man continued to enjoy this leisurely time slowly, he only needed to make a plan, specific actions, and naturally someone would carry it out. Therefore, except for the busyness of a few times, he spent most of the rest of his time doing nothing.

"Hah..."Ye Yin yawned a long time, wiped his hand on the sweat towel on his shoulder, and the greasy in his finger reached the sweat towel that could no longer see the original color.

It's another day, a normal day, a day to continue selling pancakes. This kind of day goes on, and the whole day is exactly the same past, and there are no waves at all.

The only changes are probably the people who come and go, and the different customers who come to buy the pancakes at the stalls. It's just that I've seen too much, and I won't observe it in detail at all, with a smiling face, ushering in the day of send-off.

This kind of work, such a boring and lonely, it's okay to do it in a short time, but after a long time, it's difficult for ordinary people to go on. If you don't really make a living from this, very few people will choose to sell yakiniku, and there are not a few vendors on the street who are selling biscuits, which is enough to explain some problems.

For Ye Yin, this is nothing at all, not to mention the experience of selling baked cakes these days, although it is a little bitter, he still finds it very interesting. If you want to be like him, it's very simple, just bring it in, and bring it into the identity of a small trader who is busy every day and makes a living from it.

Every copper coin carries his sweat and oil stains, so when it is spent, Ye Yin is also very proud. Although it is less, so many days have passed, and the copper plates have accumulated one by one, but they are only worth a piece of silver, but he is still happy.

There is no reason for being happy, no matter how bitter or tired, when I see that copper plate in my pocket, I will always be unconsciously happy. All walks of life have different difficulties, but joy is the same, the same and pure thing.

Only the killer profession is different, the commission is completed, and after killing the target, Ye Yin will not have any waves, and there will be no fluctuations in his emotions. As a killer, you must remain absolutely calm at all times, and no matter whether you are happy or lost, you can't stay in your body. Emotions are a killer's worst enemy, and people are often swayed by emotions and make some inexplicable actions.

Ordinary people do this, it won't bring any problems, it's not a big problem. But the killer, once he is swayed by emotions at an inappropriate time and chooses an inappropriate way, he will fail to entrust at least or die on the spot.

When Ye Yin is a killer, he will completely play the role of a killer, he is a killer, a pure killer. Only when he needs to play other people, other roles, does he really break away from the identity of a killer and become a person with total emotions such as joy.

raised his eyes, his eyes inadvertently swept over the door of Feng Xu's mansion, and then took it back. Every day, Ye Yin would look at it dozens of times, and every time his gaze swept over, it was only a few seconds. But when these few seconds were connected in series, he had already completely understood the usual habits of the guards guarding the door, and the rotation time had been completely understood. He even knew which guard liked to dig his nostrils when he was bored, and which one was listless in the afternoon.

The carriage drove out from the end of the street, Ye Yin glanced up, and lowered his head again. Feng Xu's carriage, the carriage has signs that other carriages do not have, plus the driver who drove the carriage was already a little eunuch who followed the carriage, these have constituted the signs of Feng Xu's carriage.

"Wait." Ye Yin quickly raised his head again, his eyes searched the crowd, and quickly found a few pedestrians walking towards the carriage.

Some of these people were ordinary pedestrians, walking lightly, and the moment they saw the carriage approaching slowly, their footsteps consciously moved towards the sides of the street. But there were two people, who did not dodge or dodge, and when they saw the carriage coming, their steps quickened. At the same time, one of their hands was already touching the inside of the placket without a trace.

Killer! From what he saw, he was already familiar with his peers, and Ye Yin smelled a kind of lame killer. Only a crappy killer would have such obvious movements, and almost as long as you pay attention, you can notice that they are simply heading for the carriage.

"Kill!" The two lame killers in Ye Yin's eyes shouted at the same time, took out two daggers from his arms, and rushed towards the carriage.

Ye Yin coughed, and when he saw that the two peers had touched out two daggers, he finally added two more words in front of the lame evaluation, novice rookie. What can a dagger do in this environment? What's more, Feng Xu is in the carriage, not outside the carriage!

"Thorn... Assassin! The little eunuch next to the carriage turned white with fright, and looked at the two men who rushed over with daggers, and screamed.

Feng Xu in the carriage, when he heard the word assassin, he sighed in his heart, and immediately thought of He Jin.

"Speed up and rush over!" He commanded the driver who was driving.

Now, he can only speed up and rush over, and when he reaches the gate of the house, he will be safe. In his home, there are only two guards guarding the door as it seems, and inside the door, there are many guards patrolling the house non-stop. As long as one shouts and one door is separated, they will soon rush out to protect him.

"Drive!" The driver of the car was agitated, and the whip in his hand was waved, "snapped", and hit the buttocks of the horse pulling the cart, and a bloody mark appeared on the horse's hind buttocks.

There was a neigh, and the horses that felt the pain immediately increased their speed. Pulling the carriage, he rushed towards the two Assassins in the middle of the rushing road, desperately rushing towards them.

The two Assassins rolled to the side in confusion, and the carriage drove past where they had stopped. Almost a little bit, the carriage would crash into them and send them flying.

As if sensing that the assassination was hopeless, the two assassins quickly stood up and disappeared into the sea of people without reacting to the confused gazes of the people next to them. On the other side, Feng Xu, who came to the carriage in front of the mansion, also exhaled a long breath.

He really didn't expect that He Jin would send someone to assassinate him on the street! Fortunately, thanks to the carriage and the driver who drove it, he was spared, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable!

Feng Xu became vigilant again, since He Jin had attacked him, then the others were also one of the targets. He had to alert the others as soon as possible, so that they could be vigilant and beware of He Jin sending someone to assassinate him!

(End of chapter)