The cousin girl plays the role of silly and sweet every day

.kill.

This has nothing to do with Xiao Yuansong.

He stopped walking.

Seeing Tan Shu leaving, Situ Rong felt like he was being pardoned. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and stepped forward, "Little General Xiao, are you kidding me?"

"No." Xiao Yuansong looked at Tan Shu's leaving figure, "Brother Chang Wang is really going to kill someone."

Situ Rong asked tentatively: "Does the official need to send someone to help?"

"No need." Xiao Yuansong said.

Although Tan Shu is in the light, his sword is in the dark.

Disposing of this waste is a piece of cake.

only……

Xiao Yuansong turned around and looked thoughtfully at the assassin who collapsed on the ground.

How did this assassin know that Tan Shu's inner strength was gone?
Tan Shu obviously knew that Linzhou's behavior was very dangerous, and someone wanted to get rid of him while he had no internal strength.

He knew it was dangerous, but he came anyway.

"Are you sure you don't need to do anything?" Situ Rong was nervous and anxious.

"Wait."

"Wait?"

"Just wait and clean up the mess." Xiao Yuansong put his arm around Situ Rong's shoulders, "Haha, brother Situ, let's go have a drink while there is still time."

Hearing his words, Situ Rong felt relieved, "I have prepared delicious food and drinks for the young general. Please come with me."

**
The assassin spoke two words slowly.

Escort.

Tan Shu left the Governor's Mansion and took Xue Wuya straight to the Wu Escort Bureau in Linzhou.

He remembered correctly.

Wu Escort Bureau is one of Zhu Chu's territories.

Tan Shu walked in from the front door in a swagger. In the main hall, Qiao Zhou, the head of the escort agency, looked at this uninvited guest who couldn't stop him and was very confused.

"Young master, do you want to be a escort, or do you have something else to do?"

Tan Shu didn't say much nonsense. He moved quickly, grabbed Qiao Zhou's neck with his five fingers, lifted him up, and said with a stern look, "Where is Zhu Chu?"

Qiao Zhou didn't have time to take precautions, and instinctively grabbed Tan Shu's arm with both hands. His voice came out with difficulty from his throat: "No...I don't know who...who the young master is talking about."

Although the attacker was caught off guard, Qiao Zhou knew that with such a disparity in power, he didn't need to fight to know that he was no match at all.

Hearing the noise, people from the escort office rushed over and drew their swords towards Tan Shu. Xue Wuya jumped over the wall and threw the walnuts in his hands, hitting the bones of the three escorts who were surrounding Tan Shu. The escorts were in pain. With a snap, the scimitar fell to the ground.

Qiao Zhou's heart trembled suddenly.

Veins popped up on the back of Tan Shu's hands, as if he wanted to break Qiao Zhou's neck. Just before his patience ran out, Qiao Zhou's eyes popped out and he kicked his legs hard, saying: "Here...he..."

Tan Shu swung his arm, and with a bang, Qiao Zhou knocked down the table and chair hard, causing severe pain in his back and causing him to cough violently.

He met Tan Shu's cold gaze and said hoarsely: "Zhu Chu is dead."

died?

Tan Shu felt a strong sense of oppression around him. He walked forward casually and stepped on Qiao Zhou's chest, "Who sent those killers from Huqiao?"

The three bodyguards tried to step forward to restrain Tan Shu, but before they could get close, they were stopped by Xue Wuya who jumped forward at some point.

Xue Wuya fought with three bodyguards by himself, and his moves were unexpected, catching the opponent off guard. After a while, the three bodyguards were lying on the ground with bruises and swollen noses, covering their hands and feet, their faces distorted, and they could not stop crying.

Xue Wuya clapped his hands, took out the walnuts from his arms, and continued to peel the walnuts to eat.

Qiao Zhou couldn't breathe, coughed up a pool of blood from his throat, and the blood flowed to his mouth. He took a breath and suddenly said: "You are the prince of Wuhou Mansion, right?"

Tan Shu looked at him condescendingly.

"Marquis Wu is really loyal to the court." Qiao Zhou asked, "If the prince dies, who will benefit the most?"

"It seems that the assassin was sent by you." Tan Shu raised his eyelids and said in a playful tone, "I am tired of living."

Qiao Zhou had heard about this man's behavior and knew that he would definitely die if he targeted him, so he felt relaxed.

"I'm just following the instructions. I want you to die. Aren't you still the royal family that you wholeheartedly protect?" He mocked, "If you want your ministers to die, do you dare not to die?" Tan Shu's expression was cold, not bothered by Qiao Zhou's words. Any mood swings.

"Want to know who wants your life?" Qiao Zhou stared at Tan Shu. Once a person wants to know something, he has a weakness.

However, Tan Shu only moved his eyes, his face remained calm and calm, showing no trace of emotion.

"If you are willing to let me go, I can tell you everything that person is going to do."

"You think I really want to know?" Tan Shu smiled playfully.

"Even if you don't want to know who wants your life, what about the little girl next to you? She is a hottie, you..."

"A dead person does not deserve to mention her." Tan Shu said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the bamboo sticks on the table, and then a sharp sound of breaking wind sounded.

The three bodyguards who were lying on the ground wailing looked up, their pupils shocked and dripping with sweat.

I saw Qiao Zhou holding his chest, his eyes widened, and a bamboo stick inserted deeply between his eyebrows!
The person who did it struck hard and killed him with one blow.

Chills ran down the spines of the three escorts, and fear spread throughout their bodies.

Xue Wuya looked at Tan Shu.

"Take care of it," Tan Shu said.

crunch.

Xue Wuya broke the walnuts in his hand.

He nodded and said, "Yes."
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Quartz was stabbed by a dart. The wound didn't look deep or shallow, but the blood stained her sleeves red.

After returning home, Jiang Wenyu went to her room to treat her wounds.

"If I hurt you, you have to tell me." Jiang Wenyu said softly.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Quartz's forehead, but her face was still cold: "It's okay."

"Your wound hurts when I look at it." Jiang Wenyu looked worried.

Quartz gritted his teeth.

"Have you and Ruan Qiu known each other before?" Jiang Wenyu planned to say something to divert her attention, "When we came out of Zuixianju before, she was the one you were chasing, right?"

Quartz hummed.

Jiang Wenyu: "How do you know each other?"

Quartz said: "The assassination targets in previous years were the same."

"You two assassinated the same person? Who was it?" Jiang Wenyu asked curiously.

Quartz thought it didn't matter if she told her, so she said, "The Seventh Prince of Dongyao."

Jiang asked Yu: "Why do you want to kill him?"

Quartz: "He killed the fleeing people indiscriminately."

Jiang Wenyu sighed, and then asked: "Whose hands did the seventh prince die in the end?"

Quartz thought for a while, "It was the two of us who killed him together."

Being chased by two people at the same time.

Jiang Wenyu felt that this seventh prince was even more unlucky than her.

After bandaging the wound, Jiang Wenyu told the quartz not to get wet, then he thoughtfully placed the person on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

Quartz: "...I just suffered a small injury on my arm."

No longer disabled.

Quartz was about to get up when Jiang Wenyu pressed her shoulders and said nicely: "You take this opportunity to have a good rest and don't go out at night."

Quartz was stunned.

It seems that every time she goes out in the middle of the night, Jiang Wenyu knows about it.

It was dark at night. Jiang Wenyu left Quartz's room and walked back to his own house. He saw a man leaning back in a chair with a relaxed posture in the yard in front of the door.

(End of this chapter)