"Mission: Squatting outside Fengxu's mansion, observing who is in and out, and obtaining his identity information, the more detailed, the more rewarding the task. Deadline for completion: fifteen days. ”

Outside Fengxu's mansion, a player tightened his clothes and the padded jacket he was wearing outside, and let out a long yawn. He stood up, his legs aching from long squatting, and it wasn't until he stomped his feet that he felt much better.

He has been squatting here for three days, and he has collected a lot of information, of course, in all aspects. In fact, since accepting this task, all of them, a small group in Luoyang City, have gathered around the Feng Mansion.

He is guarding the main gate, and whoever enters through the main gate and comes out of the main gate will be seen by him and remembered in his heart. Of course, there are people squatting in other places, such as the back door, and even they have arranged for a player to keep an eye on a tree not far from the Fengfu, but this is prepared in case someone does not take the usual path. The player silently mourned for the comrade who was guarding the tree, this ghost weather simply does not give people a way to live, and it does not give a way for the poor to live.

Otherwise, who of them would be so conscientious in this cold day to guard a big mansion, who doesn't want to fight the sword world, or create their own side of the force? After talking too much, it was all tears, and he raised his feet to prepare to leave, and the day's squatting was over here.

Although Luoyang City is a big city in the world, at night, it still looks extremely abrupt to squat outside someone else's mansion. Their team has already learned to be obedient, anyway, they will withdraw at nightfall, otherwise they will be seen by the soldiers patrolling the streets, and then wait for a proper tragedy!

The player's footsteps were retracted, and the sound of the door opening made him turn his head and see a man sent out of the porter. He paused, nodded slightly, and motioned for another companion behind him to follow the man who had just appeared, and he walked away.

I've never eaten pork, and I've seen pigs run! For this task, they collected a lot of information, watched a lot of spy war dramas, and knew that tracking people was a technical job. He squatted not far from someone else's door and already looked abrupt, and if he followed him stupidly like this, he would know that there was a problem.

So they are staring at people and they are separated from people. Even those who follow others are changed after a period of time, in the words of their boss, since they have taken the task, they must do it well!

Of course, this player also knows that their boss does not have a strong sense of professional responsibility, but because the more detailed the information obtained on the mission, the more generous the mission reward will be. In response to this sentence, of course they have to complete the task, after all, they don't want to continue to work hard like this in the winter.

The client of this task didn't know who it was, and they didn't want to know, anyway, the real money was real, and even a part of the deposit was obtained. And what do you care so much for? They're not detectives either, they just need to complete the simple task at hand, and they don't have to worry so much.

After leaving, the player wanders around the alley, but always follows the player in charge of the stalker, not getting too close, but keeping his vision visible. After a while, it's time for him to go up and follow people, as I said earlier, but in fact, it can't be done, because they are understaffed!

"Huh?" Suddenly, the player let out a soft sigh and watched as his companion followed his target into an alley and disappeared from his field of vision.

He hurriedly followed, and just turned the corner into the alley, he looked around, but did not find his companion. Hurriedly chased down the alley, anyway, he didn't know how, his heart was numb, because this kind of scene was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere?

That's right! He suddenly thought about it, isn't this the process of their boss holding a mobilization meeting, and when they watched spy war dramas together, they saw passers-by in spy war dramas, tracking the protagonist, but they didn't know that they were discovered by the protagonist early and then easily solved?

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, and somehow goosebumps got on his body. It wasn't until he turned the corner of the alley again that he realized that his vision had really come true.

In front of him, his companion was lying on the ground, his head twisted strangely, and it was actually rotated ninety degrees! The face was facing him, and under the back, the expression became more and more frightened and hideous.

"I heard you're looking for me?" A voice sounded in his ears, and as he spoke, a moist and warm breath spat on his cheeks. At the same time, a pair of cold hands touched his head.

"Boom."

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded, and the player didn't have a chance to react at all, and when the sound reached his ears, the hands twisted his head. The spine that connects his neck to his body was twisted off like that, and his head was also rotated ninety degrees.

Clapping his hands, the body fell, and the man lifted his foot and stepped over the body.

"A little trick was originally good, but it's a pity that your eyes have betrayed you a long time ago."

"Little trick? Then let me see your little trick again. Another abrupt sound came from the other side of the alley.

This remote alley, at this time of night, almost no one comes, not even wild dogs. It is precisely because of the remoteness that it is a good place to kill people, there were originally three people, but now there is only one person left, but at this time, another person appears, it is very abrupt, and even weird.

The man who had just shot to kill and killed two people with his hands in a row without the slightest fluctuation from beginning to end, but at this moment, an uncertain look of surprise appeared on his face. This alley was completely chosen by him, and it was remote enough, but why could someone rush in front of him and block him?

Looking at the outfit of the person who came, the clothes and armor of the person who came clearly are a military general in the army! It's just that due to the darkness at the end of the alley, his face is always shrouded in a layer of fog, making it impossible to see his facial features. Such a person appeared in this place and blocked himself, clearly because the person who came was not good.

"Are you...... Who? The man asked hesitantly, the panic on his face becoming more and more obvious, and his hands began to tremble. It's clearly a picture of someone who has just killed someone and is terrified after being knocked out.

"Under the command of the military captain, Xiahou Yuan." Xiahou Yuan paced step by step and walked out of the darkness.

Xiahou Yuan was not worried that this man would run away, because a person who knew how to kill people and was familiar with killing people would definitely not run at this time. It is precisely because he can kill people that he will not run, but will start to think about how to kill himself and estimate the strength of both the enemy and the enemy. It is also because such a person knows that showing his back is often equivalent to death, especially when he is in the middle of an alley like now.

Such a position undoubtedly made the man very aggrieved, because he couldn't advance, he couldn't retreat, and in the end, there was only one result left, a result that made Xiahou Yuan feel happy.

As he moved, there was a crackling sound from the joints of his body, but it was nothing more than a pre-war exercise. After staying in Luoyang City for a long time, Xiahou Yuan felt that he was not strong, and he finally seized an opportunity to loosen his muscles, of course he would not let this opportunity slip away easily.

If he was facing the enemy before, and the enemy still had a certain chance to escape, then the man in front of him now had no chance. Because of the desire, the desire to fight, all the arrogance of Xiahou Yuan was suppressed, and he was now eager to fight, eager for a battle that could kill people and see blood.

So as a prey, how can you have a chance to escape the hunt?

"Don't pretend." Xiahou Yuan said sarcastically, this man's performance, no matter how well he acted in his eyes, he couldn't change the calmness in his bones.

Just ask a person who can easily kill two adult men, and won't even tremble his arms, would be so simple to see him and panic and fear?

Xiahou Yuan could see very clearly that this man was indeed surprised by his appearance at the beginning, and the second surprise was when he heard him appear by name. These two surprises were by no means panic, but simply because of his appearance, and they only lasted for a very short time.

In any case, Xiahou Yuan would not believe that anyone would hear his name and be afraid of it. Even if there were, it would never appear in this man's body.

The man moved suddenly, his hand raised, and a little cold light flew towards Xiahou Yuan's neck. At the same time, when this cold light appeared, he immediately turned around and ran towards the alley, but chose to run away without the slightest hesitation.

"Run? Can you run away? ”

Xiahou Yuan did not retreat but advanced, but ran over against the cold. It looked like an act of seeking death, but only a moment later, with the pause of the cold light, a slight sound of a whisper dissolved into nothingness.

A small copper plate, split in half, fell to the ground, and the incision was extremely smooth.

Xiahou Yuan's movements were barely slower than that man's, he drew his sword and chased after him, and he did it in one go. A small copper plate may be unexpected, but with the slashing of Xiahou Yuan's long sword, it will no longer work.

Because of the running, the armor on his body kept colliding with each other, and the coldness on Xiahou Yuan's face became more and more obvious. If it were usual, I was afraid that this man had successfully escaped at this time, but because of Cao Cao's explanation, he was not in his usual state at this time. But because of the act of escaping, Xiahou Yuan already felt the anger of detachment, which was like a joke, which undoubtedly angered him.

He had the intention of fighting a good fight, but how dare he? How dare you?

The man ran fast, but Xiahou Yuan was faster than him when he was angry, and just six seconds later, Xiahou Yuan had already caught up with the man and appeared behind him.

The long sword slashed down, but after slashing out, Xiahou Yuan immediately realized that there was absolutely no way for him to kill this man with this sword. Because he didn't choose to run away again, but at the moment when he took out his sword, he stopped, twisted his toes, twisted his waist, and didn't know when a man with a dagger appeared in his hand, half of his body had already turned sideways, and handed the dagger in his hand towards Xiahou Yuan's abdomen.

At this moment, it was as if Xiahou Yuan had sent himself to the door.

At this moment, Xiahou Yuan didn't have any panic, everything was connected into a line in his mind. The man's performance at the beginning, to his performance after being broken by him, to the current performance, this series of connections is a gloomy killing game.

Let him relax, let him be angry, the man manipulated Xiahou Yuan's emotions, and it was not until the end that he finally showed his murderous intentions.

It's just that for Xiahou Yuan, he is also waiting for this moment, and it is undoubtedly a pleasure to be able to kill a person at the peak and when he feels the most promising. For Xiahou Yuan, this is a battle.

The so-called battle is the confrontation of weapons and spirits. Every inch, every point, determines the outcome of a battle, a fight. Xiahou Yuan didn't quite understand what the art of war in the mouths of the eldest brother Xiahoudun and Cao Cao was, but he probably could understand it, because the art of war was probably like what he was now.

The long sword was not cut off, or Xiahou Yuan did not want to use this sword to kill this man from beginning to end. The sword was just a bait to lure the man into his killing moves.

Well, you go and die!

Xiahou Yuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the long sword that stopped castration was slashed at a faster speed after a slight pause. It was a bright light, a shadow intertwined in the darkness, and a cold gust of wind.

Cut off the shoulder blade, slashed across the chest, and cut a red diagonal line in the man's chest. The red blood spots splashed with the drawing of the long sword, and little by little, like raindrops, fell in Xiahou Yuan's eyes. His long sword hovered, and the blade was a fine layer of blood, flowing down the blade, and when it reached the tip of the sword, it fell overwhelmedly, and fell to the ground to form new spots.

The man's dagger had already reached the front of Xiahou Yuan's chest and abdomen, and he only needed to go one inch further to be able to pierce into it. It's just that he doesn't have a chance anymore, Xiahou Yuan's movements are always a little faster than him, and this little bit has become an inch now.

This inch is the gap between Xiahou Yuan standing now and the man lying down. It's just who is a little faster, and the difference between this point is the difference between life and death.