I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

"Let's go, I've already killed it, the mission is complete."

"Mission? Hehe, you just completed a mission while saving your father and sister, Juxia Weigong."

Chapter 397 Master Momoga

Regarding Yan Qing's ridicule, Wu Ming completely ignored it.

He pulled up his hood and jumped out of the bell tower, flying between the roofs of the house and the walls, and his vigorous figure quickly disappeared into the night.

"Well, this guy is still as boring as before." Yan Qing looked at the direction where Wuming left and shrugged. People with a prodigal temperament like him hate the dull and boring life the most. It's reassuring, but it's better not to look for him on weekdays."

For the frugal life of an unmarked ascetic monk, Yan Qing asked himself that he was not sensitive to gratitude, so if there was no order from Professor Moriarty, the prodigal son would spend most of his time wandering around in the imperial capital, feeling the taste of a different world.

Although he will not take the initiative to act chivalrously, Yan Qing is still willing to draw his sword to help when encountering injustice. Brother Yi has always been a free and unrestrained person, acting according to his heart.

"Mr. Emiya Kiritsugu will take care of the follow-up. It seems that there is no need for me to stay here and keep an eye on it."

As Yan Qing said, she turned around and took the stairs down the bell tower. While walking, her entire appearance had already transformed into that of a member of the Imperial Capital Security Bureau.

In this city where a curfew is enforced at night, wandering around the streets at night without any reason will be caught by the patrol and thrown into prison. In addition, there have been many assassinations of nobles and big businessmen in the recent period. There was a silent tense atmosphere in the imperial capital.

No one knows how many innocent people have been imprisoned and tortured. It is said that the execution ground's knives and axemen have endless executions to deal with every day. The wooden guillotine has been dyed red by the coagulated blood. black.

On the ruins of Jon's mansion.

The corpse of the false Demon God Pillar turned into golden powder and disappeared with the wind, leaving only the mess everywhere after the raging.

Putting Seru who was stunned by the impact aside, Emiya Kiritsugu looked at the scene of the accident with a cigarette in his mouth, thinking about how to deal with and cover up the wreckage that looked like it had been fired by howitzers.

"Sure enough, let's just set it on fire." Adhering to the principle of being simple, brutal and effective, Emiya Kiritsugu chose the easiest method to operate, "Although there is no way to explode the gas here, the dryness of the sky accidentally caused the fire to collapse. It’s also quite plausible.”

After digging out some oil and inflammables from Jon's mansion based on local materials, Emiya Kiritsugu picked up Sai Liu with one hand and threw the lighter towards the ignition point, and then walked away quickly without looking back.

By the time the raging fire spread and engulfed it, Emiya Kiritsugu had already evacuated to a safe place with his daughter.

"It's not bad to have this kind of effect in the first experiment."

In the hot and high-temperature flames, Leif, who was leaning on the civilized staff, went back and forth, and there was a smile on his face hidden under the shadow of the top hat, as if he had already calculated the next plan.

"Our Demon God needs enough evil thoughts to support us to come into this world by virtue, so there is no other place that is more suitable than this corrupt and depraved city of sin!"

Speaking of this, Leif excitedly raised his hands up and then bowed like an actor on the stage to bow to salute, his deep voice echoed in the turbulent fire.

"Wait, my fellow citizens. By the name of Florence, we will be liberated!"

Meanwhile, the Maserati Tavern.

After throwing Shayou and Iyeas to Mata Hari, Chi Tong, Hei Tong and Chelsea started to travel in the dark again, and their destination was exactly where they were going to report to the emperor.

The detailed address was just learned from Mata Hari.

This is also the reason why the fanatics let them come to the Maserati Tavern for a meeting, because even the Hassans themselves don't know the exact location where the Imperial Capital Zhantong assassination team is going.

Standing in front of the gate of a high-end villa with her hands on her hips, Chelsea turned her head to look at Chitong who was leading the way, and blinked: "Chitong, are you sure you are right? No matter how you look at it, it looks like A mansion for the rich and powerful."

Chitong confirmed the address in his hand again and again, nodded and said in affirmation: "That's right, the address given by instructor Mata Hari is here."

"Anyway, let's go in and have a look first. Standing here for a long time and discussing with no results, right?" Heitong, who is super mobile, put his hands on the iron gate as he spoke, and his slender waist easily climbed over with a little effort. Pass the iron gate.

Chitong and Chelsea looked at each other, and followed Heitong's actions and fell into the courtyard of the villa together. The three of them sneaked towards the house in front of them while holding their breath.

On the sneaking route of the three of Chitong, Narberal, who came to greet her, had been waiting for a long time.

Although the assassination skills of the girls have been handed down by the elders in the mountain, it would be fantastic to sneak into the mansion where the old man lived.

Narberal was wearing a decent black and white maid outfit, her smooth black hair was combed into a high ponytail hanging behind her back, her delicate face lacked expression, she looked a bit like a porcelain doll.

Seeing the maid who suddenly appeared in front of him, Heitong, who was walking in the front, stopped, his black eyes showed surprise, and he put his hand on the handle of the knife inadvertently, faintly guarded.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be exposed." A trace of embarrassment flashed across Chelsea's face, but her eyes were fixed on Narberal, "It seems that this place is really not simple, and ordinary maids can Can't find our infiltration."

Chitong, who was walking behind, took a few steps forward, raised his hand to show the token of the Assassin Religion, and said, "The Zhantong assassination team came to report at the order of the old man in the mountain."

Heitong and Chelsea stood on either side of Chitong, watching Narberal's reaction carefully. If they really found the wrong place, the girls would have to take some necessary measures.

After looking at the three of them for a while, Narberal bowed slightly: "Please come with me, Momo Gamma... The master is waiting for you."

Although it couldn't keep up with the official residence of the imperial nobles like the Jon Mansion, the space in the villa was also very large. After walking behind Narberal for about half a minute, the three of Chitong came to the reception room.

In the reception room, an ordinary-looking young man with short black hair sat leisurely at the main seat.

Since the old man of the mountain was bearing the name of Suzuki Satoru at this time, Chi Tong and the others did not recognize his identity, but only thought that he was the leader who would lead the Zhan Hitomi assassination team to operate within the imperial capital.

As for why Grandpa appeared here, it was because he sensed the aura of the Demon God Pillar, not because staying in Liangshan City was too boring.

"It's the first time we meet, I'm Momoga." The old man of the mountain introduced himself as usual, and took out a reward order: "I'm very happy to be able to work with the members of the Zhantong team in the next period of time." Work together, now here is a task that you need to complete as soon as possible."

Chapter 398 Chi Tong’s Military Order

The imperial capital, inside the resplendent palace.

In the court hall, the little emperor with forgiving hair held a scepter high above, looking down at the people kneeling in front of the imperial court.

"Sauer, the internal affairs officer, criticized my policy, which led to delays in government affairs. This is a crime of treason and immorality for deceiving the king! Therefore, I will punish you for betraying you and announce it to the world, so as to serve as an example to others."

As soon as these words came out, not only Shaoer who was kneeling in front of the emperor showed horror, but even the other courtiers in the palace lowered their eyebrows and looked at their noses and mouths.

No one dared to stand up and speak for Sauer, because the person he offended was Minister Ernest.

After the little emperor made the verdict, he turned his head to look at the side of the throne and asked, "Is this okay? Minister."

"Of course, it's too wise."

Minister Ernest, who was eating meat, laughed twice, and walked out from the shadow behind the throne to the side of the little emperor, with a beaming look on his fat face, admiring him.

"Your Majesty is worthy of being an enlightened ruler of a generation. He really has the demeanor of a king who strengthens the country and rejuvenates the country."

Listening to the conversation between the little emperor and Minister Ernest, the interior officer Sauer showed unwillingness, and finally struggled and shouted: "Your Majesty, you have been deceived by the minister! Please listen to the voice of the people!"

"Minister, he said something like that." The little emperor looked gloomy, and turned his head to look at Ernest.

Minister Ornest explained with a smile: "It's probably already crazy, don't worry about him."

"Well, you have never missed your words from before." The little emperor nodded.

The young little emperor couldn't tell the difference between loyalty and traitor at all, and would only blindly trust the most trusted person.

At this time, no matter whether it was his brothers, sisters, or elders and grandparents, they had all died in the civil strife six years ago.

The only person who can choose to believe is Minister Ernest, who has helped him ascend to the throne and has the merits of a dragon.

"Master Saul, what a sad parting."

Minister Ernest's viper-like eyes glanced at Sauer who was still kneeling in front of the imperial court. The guards on both sides strode forward and knocked him to the ground with spears in their hands, and took control.

"Your Majesty! If this continues, the thousand-year history of the empire will be destroyed!"

Sauer shouted until the end, as a talent promoted by the late emperor, he was loyal to the empire.

Minister Ornest walked down the steps and came to Sauer who was lying on the ground, squatting down and showing a devilish smile.

"Master Shao, let me take care of the beautiful wife you left behind. Don't worry, I will take care of you very carefully! Take care of every corner..."

"By the way, there is also your son. I will send him to the mine to dig mines for the rest of his life. The 600-meter-deep dark mine will become his home forever..."

The interior officer Sauer was dragged away by the guards, his eyes were full of despair for the future of the empire, and even his heart was dead.

"Should I just let this old dog run rampant about things like this...?"

"Sin will be punished by God in the end. Therefore, it doesn't matter who it is! Please!!"

"Must... must, kill this demon!!!"

At the same time, in the mansion of the old man of the mountain.

Under Narberal's arrangement, Chi Tong, Hei Tong and Chelsea stayed in the guest room prepared in advance.

After resting for half the night, the girls had recovered all their energy, and came to the door of the reception room after having breakfast.

"I don't know what the task will be. It hasn't been long since we first came to the emperor, so it shouldn't be too difficult to perform the task right away?"

Chelsea was chattering to herself, and the entire Zhantong assassination team relied on her to maintain an active atmosphere. What's more, if they didn't take the initiative to find something to say, the two sisters would definitely ignore her as if no one else was there.

Hei Tong shrugged: "It doesn't matter what the task is, we will definitely finish it anyway. Don't you think so? Sister."

"Just bury them all." Chitong clenched the scabbard in his hand, and his words contained a firm will: "Whether it is the mission target or the person who hinders the mission, I will use the knife to eliminate them all!"

Pushing open the door and walking into the reception room, Mr. Momoga was still sitting in the same place where he met last night.

"Target, Eokal."

After sending out the reward order, the old man of the mountain slowly introduced the details of the mission.

"This is a person with little ability, but he has a special status. He is related to Minister Ernest, who has the power of the empire."

Looking at the fat and stupid portrait on the reward order, Chelsea smacked her lips and asked curiously: "In this case, why kill him? Just because he is Minister Ernest's son." Distant relatives?"

Chitong and Heitong also looked at the old man of the mountain, apparently equally curious about this question.

Although they, as Assassins, will definitely kill the target once they take over the task, this does not prevent the girls from understanding the meaning of their actions.

"Of course not. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to send Assassin to kill such a dispensable character."

The old man of the mountain seemed to have expected that someone would raise this question, and he was naturally not stingy about making it clear about such things that did not need to be kept secret.

"The reason why Iokal became the assassination target of the Assassin Order is because he arbitrarily kidnapped women in the name of Ornest and tortured them to death, so the evening clock will reveal his name."

Although I don't know how many women Iokal abused to death, but for this kind of scum villain whose life is a waste of air, Chitong and the three are very happy to do justice for the sky.

"Where is the location? Where does Eokal usually act?" Hei Tong asked bluntly.

The old man of the mountain replied: "In a small city eight hundred miles east of the imperial capital, Iokal built a palace-like luxury residence for himself near there, and there are a large number of guards from Huangquan Temple in it."

Hearing this, Chelsea showed a look of anticipation: "It really doesn't let people stop for a moment, it's such a difficult task to come up."

After reading all the information, Chitong suddenly felt that there should be other deep meanings hidden in this mission. He looked up at the old man of the mountain and asked, "This mission is the test you gave us, Mr. Momoga, right? In order to confirm that we Strength."

Looking at Chitong's determined expression, the old man of the mountain was actually a little dazed.

But his habit of coping with his subordinates' brainpower has become instinctive, so he went straight down the road: "Yes, the future operations in the imperial capital will only be more difficult than this mission, if you can't even do this... ..."

The old man of the mountain didn't finish his words, but none of the people present couldn't understand the meaning.

"Three days." Chitong stood up as he spoke, with a serious look on his pretty face, and unceremoniously issued a military order: "In three days, I will definitely bring Iokal's head back."

Looking at the slightly stubborn girl in front of him, the old man of the mountain nodded with appreciation.

"The funds for this operation, Narberal, will be handed over to you later, and I will wait here for your good news."

Chapter 399 A Different Night Attack

Midnight, Imperial Capital.

On a certain street under the bloody moonlight, a young man was lying in a pool of blood, he had already lost his breath.

Standing next to him was a burly man with a height of two meters. The tall man pinched the neck of an unknown girl with one hand and lifted her up in the air, with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Please...please, no...don't kill me."

The girl who was caught in mid-air begged in panic, and even hinted at her willingness to do anything.

"Are you willing to do anything?" The murderer seemed a little moved, "I like to talk, so just chat with me for a while."

The girl relaxed a little upon hearing this, but froze again the next moment.

"Tell me, how does it feel to be beheaded? Will it hurt?"

The man muttered in a low voice, as if he was asking the girl, or himself.

Without warning, the girl's body fell to the ground feebly, but the head was still held by the man.

"Hahahaha... What a pleasant execution, it's time to find the next prey."

With a bend of his arm, the man retracted the thick-bladed long knife into the windbreaker, and threw the girl's head on the ground casually. The figure melted into the darkness and disappeared.

It took a long time before the members of the Imperial Guard who were in charge of patrolling the city at night discovered the bodies of the two victims, and immediately reported the matter to the sheriff who was on duty tonight. .

Sai Liu and Emiya Kiritsugu came to the scene of the crime together, and Emiya Kiritsugu, who has sufficient knowledge and experience, quickly completed the preliminary autopsy.

"The time of death was half an hour ago. The beheading technique was considered top-notch even in the hands of the sword and axe. It seems that the beheading maniac who once ravaged the night of the imperial capital has returned."

"Is it beheading Zanke?" Sai Liu's face became ugly after hearing this.