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Chapter 102 Assassination
After listening to You Lan playing a piece of music, Fu Su got up and wanted to leave, You Lan said: "My lord, the night is getting dark, please be careful."

Fusu turned her head to look at Youlan, and just smiled slightly.

Seeing Fusu's leaving back, Youlan felt a little lost, as if she had lost something, she knew that Li Zuoche had arranged everything for him on the road, but she didn't want Fusu to die just like that.

It's just that they met twice, but Fusu's impression on her was deeper and different each time. Over the years, he had never seen such a man.

But You Lan also understood that Su Fu must die.Being in such a dilemma made You Lan feel extraordinarily painful.When Youlan looked outside, Fusu's figure had disappeared...

Fusu boarded the carriage, lifted the curtains of the carriage, and glanced at the attics on both sides.

The carriage drove slowly on the somewhat dark street, and after driving like this for about a quarter of an hour, suddenly, Fu Su felt the danger approaching, and Fu Su immediately lay down.

puff!
For a moment, the air seemed to be pierced by a sharp object, and there was a muffled sound, which could be clearly heard throughout the street.

Snapped!
An extremely sharp arrow shot at an unimaginable speed, pierced through the wooden board of the carriage, and nailed to the place where Fusu was originally sitting.

This feeling of imminent danger has never been felt by Fusu in the past, but after following Ziyu and fighting for two months, Fusu also has such a feeling. The perception of danger is only a momentary feeling for Fusu , but this is enough.

Fusu immediately carried the ink sword on his back, opened the door curtain, jumped out, and said to the groom: "Go back to Yunxi Inn, wait for me."

Before the groom could answer, Fusu's body was already shot out like an off-string arrow, galloping towards the direction where the crossbow arrow was shot just now, from the sound of the previous arrow shooting, Fusu had already judged that it was a single-shot crossbow.

It takes a very long time to launch such an arrow, and it is very troublesome to disassemble and assemble this kind of crossbow.With a distance of a hundred steps, Fusu had already galloped to a place only a dozen steps away from these people within ten seconds.

Although it was dark, Fusu could still see a man dismantling the crossbow in a panic on the attic, and there were three people standing guard below the attic.

But Fusu's eyes flashed with excitement. The excellent growth environment since he was a child gave him a body far beyond the average person's physical fitness. Therefore, he can compete with Yingbu, and he will not fall into the disadvantage in a short time.

And under the training of Mo Chu and Ziyu, not only Fusu's swordsmanship has made great progress, but his strength, endurance and explosive power, in this era, there are not many people who can match him.

Unless standing in front of him at this moment is the powerful Xiang Yu and the unparalleled brave Yingbu, only these generals who have stood at the top of the era can make Fusu retreat, and Fusu is not afraid of the rest.

The ink sword swung out and struck at a person with lightning speed.

puff!
A cloud of blood sprayed on his body, Fusu didn't care about the blood splashed on his face, felt the sharp sword stabbing towards him, immediately blocked, and lifted the sharp sword in the man's hand, and at the same time, the black sword Has been drawn towards his neck.

Three people, but in the blink of an eye, only the last one remained.

When that man saw his companions, they died in Fusu's hands one after another in an instant, and he couldn't think of fighting Fusu in his heart, and he didn't even have the strength to escape.

Before he could utter a yell, Fusu bumped into him head-on, and in an instant, the ink sword had pierced into his chest without the slightest hindrance.

With a cold snort, Fusu wiped the blood on his face, carried the ink sword behind his back, and crawled towards the second floor of the attic like an ape.

As soon as he entered the second floor, Fusu saw a familiar figure, which was Hu Yun whom he had just seen today. With a ferocious smile on Fusu's face, he raised his sword and rushed up.

As the sharp sword slid across, a column of blood spurted out from Huyun's neck, and his head rolled to the side due to inertia.

Just a face to face, Hu Yun died in Fusu's hands.Such a scene made the remaining few people terrified.Yet even time for their fear is running out.

Fusu charged into the middle of the crowd, like a tiger entering a herd of sheep, slashing from left to right, slashing wildly, head and limbs flying around in this small attic.

When everything fell silent, the entire attic was like Shura's purgatory. The white walls were splattered with blood, and the ground was full of broken arms and limbs.

Sitting among them, Fusu panted heavily, picked out a piece of clothes, and wiped the blood off the blade.

With a sound of "clang", the sword was put into its sheath. Suddenly, Fusu saw a figure standing on the street in the distance. That figure was very familiar to Fusu. Fusu suddenly remembered that this figure It seems to be the scribe who met Ma Yuan at the Yunxi Inn.

In an instant, Fusu rushed forward, Fusu knew that if he retreated now, there would be continuous assassinations in the future.

Similarly, Fusu has no idea of ​​the anti-Qin forces hidden behind the Yunxi Inn so far. Who is this force mainly composed of and how many people are there in total? Fusu does not know this information at all.

And Li Zuoche, who appeared in front of him, allowed Fusu to find a gap. From him, he might have some new gains.

Fusu was chasing after him, while Li Zuoche was also running ahead. As time went by, Fusu found that the places he walked seemed to become more and more remote.

Fusu looked at the figure in front of him, gritted his teeth, and chased after him again.

After a while, Fusu found that Li Zuo stood in the middle of the street, waiting for him there.

Fusu also stopped, staring at the scribe in front of him, Li Zuoche was not tall, and looked like a scribe.

But such a person does not give people a sense of weakness. In Fusu's eyes, if Li Zuoche can put on a battle armor at this moment, he should have the demeanor of his grandfather Li Mu.

"Li Zuoche, the grandson of Li Mu, the famous general of Zhao State in the past, is really as famous as meeting him."

Li Zuoche's pupils shrank, apparently he didn't expect Fusu to know his background, and said, "How did you know?"

Fusu smiled slightly, "Yunxi Inn, Ma Yuan."

Hearing such an answer, Li Zuoche was taken aback, and said with some melancholy: "There are very few people in this world who know this."

"It's really surprising that with your status and talent, someone like Ma Yuan would be your friend."

Li Zuo said: "He is not my friend, Ma Yuan is just doing things according to my orders."

　Thanks to Thinking 000 for the reward

　　
　
(End of this chapter)