Heaven Awakening Path

Xuan Military City, Fish Market Street.

The existence of this street can be traced back a long time, and there was already a fish market here before there was a city pool. The myriad pools and the raging smell of the sky are the two most permanent things on the street, and even during the city's siege, the raging smell of the fish market, which has taken root for thousands of years, will not diminish in any way. Even the most exuberant spiritualists are said to have nothing to do with the bloody smell here.

But even though it's historic and “rhythmic," it's never changed the status of the street. At the end of the day, this is a place where bottom fishermen and fishmongers get to live. There are a few occasions when the business is doing very well, and it's really nothing in the Xuan Military City where the big characters are crowded.

Yet on this low-dust fish market street, there is a Nha Trang of the League of Assassins. After the three Maureen were taken from outside the city, they were taken from the secret passage into the city and eventually imprisoned at this point.

Frankly, this is not a good place to hide hostages, and the stinking fishy smell in the air makes it easy for hostages to tell where they are. But the League of Assassins obviously doesn't care about that. Hiding hostages is not important to them, let alone offering hostages for ransom. All they want is to lure the person they want here, and hostages are just their bait and the means to get the opponent to throw a mouse taboo.

So along the way, they actually noticed that Maureen and Fountain were marking with some small means, and they pretended not to know, but laughed in their hearts. It seems that the two of them are surely helping them, but they are afraid that those who wait will not find them.

The branches of the two main cities sent a total of eleven bamboo tips and more than thirty sparrow tongues. Lower levels of green fruit and chicks don't make a move. It's not very big in Nha Trang in Fish Market and hiding so many people has gone too far. The streets were empty during the restraining order, and too many people came here to make it a little difficult to arrange.

But it's just these people, which is pretty much the full blow of the two big divisions.

They were afraid that Road Ping wouldn't make it, and they didn't even think that Road Ping should make it. After all, the Xuan Emperor was shocked. With that thunder, I don't know who else could escape from this Xuan Military City.

They don't mind how the plot goes. The obsession of assassinating a target with one's own hands does not exist in the League of Assassins. As long as they get results, the simpler the process, the safer the better. Now that the Xuan Army Empire is in full swing, such a comfortable and solid task will probably be the first in the history of the League of Assassins. Within Nha Trang, a number of good winemakers have begun to drink toast without paying any attention to what is happening. There are only a few elderly people who hold a lot of weight, and there are still boards that do what needs to be done with an eye. But no words of admonition can be said to those who do not think otherwise. Even in their hearts, they don't really think that Lupin has a chance to find this place again, it's just that they always stick to the rules.

“You know what I look forward to the most?” One face has drunk the trendy Xuanjun branch bamboo tip another drink and said.

“What is it?” Asked several wine friends.

“He can get out of town.” This is the right way.

“Ah?” The people who heard the chat looked over unexpectedly.

“Only then will he know what feels like despair.” This face is unpredictable.

“How can you say that? ”

“It wasn't until he got out of town that he realized his companion had been captured. Isn't it desperate enough that he finds himself trying to save someone and has to break into the city? ”

“Hahahahaha!” Everyone laughed out. Even the heaviest brains can't help but cry for the road behind this scene.

Soon, however, everyone discovered that even the three hostages soaked in the fish pond in the courtyard were laughed at in this passage.

“It feels like despair. That's a good one!” Fang leaned back and laughed.

“Can you say less?” Maurenborn smiled secretly, listening to the party lean on the mumbling, immediately closed his smile and whispered.

“Don't you think they make sense?” The party leaned on him.

“Don't you think the three hostages are actually a little redundant?” Maureen Road. The significance of their existence is obvious, three or one, but there is no essential difference. Attracting each other's hatred at this time is a very unwise act.

But while his voice was very low, these people were good enough to hear clearly. Not to mention, because of the constant chatter on which he relied, he said that his tone had inevitably increased by a few points. Silence in the yard.

“Three hostages, indeed, are superfluous.” They very much agreed with Maureen, so their eyes began to spin on the three of them. Previously focused on tasks, so not so much thought. But now everyone is relaxed, and Maureen reminds them that people have to start thinking about whether they can have some fun with the three of them. There are so many good people, the eyeballs spinning on Ling Ziyan all morning, and now it is even more foolish to move.

Fortunately, there are still so many weights. Everyone jokes a little relaxed and not tight, but what they want to do with the carefully captured hostages, without the permission of the superiors, they finally stand up and dissuade.

“Just play, not kill her.” A few porn ghosts are a little uncomfortable.

“The task is not over.” Bamboo tip, a serious killer, said.

The phrase immediately allowed several colored ghosts to close their fancy eyes. Assassin's League has strict rules and it is strictly forbidden during the course of a mission to lose focus on things like alcohol, unless necessary. At the moment, we say 10,000 words, but after all, we do not receive instructions to end the mission, so even if we do this without affecting the situation, it is still against the rules.

When you think about it, don't talk about the porn ghosts, but the ones who drank it quietly put away their glass bags, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, messages were sent all over the city, and the ban was lifted.

Is it over?

Xuan Military City's capture of Luping should be over, but until the results were known, the task they were carrying out had not yet come to an end.

That guy must have been killed. Most killers think so, but right now they have to wait, wait for news, wait for orders.

“I'll go out and have a look.” The sparrow tongue in charge of Nha Trang stood up, left the backyard and went to the street of the fish market. A League of Assassins Nha Trang is not important. The level of care of the person is known. The important Nha Trang will definitely have at least one bamboo tip. This Nha Trang is just a freckle-tongue supervisor, just like that Nha Trang in a village outside Chengnan. It's not very important, but it's a hidden stronghold. On the face of it, he was just a regular fish shop, and at this point, like any other store, he opened the door after the restraining order and started setting up his own business.

No one would think what would happen to them in this filthy, stinking street. In the eyes of these people, those who cultivate their strength are great big people, and even if they want to eat fish, they won't be able to buy it themselves. Little people aren't even very concerned about what happened to the intruder, but rather about this strict ban that stirred up their business for half a day, even a day.

Fish market streets restore the scenery of the week. But as everyone fears, today's business is going to be affected. As the restraining order has just been lifted, everyone is busy with the important things that have been delayed by the restraining order. Buying fish never seems to be an urgent and important thing.

The atmosphere of the whole fish market is a little depressing, and these little figures will never think of it, and they will never know, at this moment, at the highest level, as opposed to being the streets of another extreme Xuan army guardian, blatantly worse than they are. The paved freckle tongue was guarded so that it could be delivered to him when an order or message came from above. In this fish market, it's unlikely to hear anything from other people, especially if the Guests are so scarce. People are too low here.

After a short while, news arrived and the sparrowtongue looked at him and returned to the backyard immediately.

“Luping is not dead! He's out of town. The powder wants us ready. ”

Innocence awaits only the end of the mission when the assassins hear the news.

“Escaped the city? ”

“Kind of capable! ”

“No carelessness. ”

“Check all the arrangements again! ”

The killers got busy and no one was as lazy as they had been before.

“Let's see if he can make it here. ”

“Or he won't come.” Someone said.

So everyone looked at the three hostages in the fish pond, and there was a little sympathy and compassion. It is also very possible to abandon the fact that he escaped from the city and found that he had to return to save lives.

“I hope you have a good friend of your own!” A bamboo tip said to the three of them.

“I hope not.” The party leaned on perseverance.

“Wow, no way?” Maureen was surprised. Is this man worried about Lupin's safety?

“There's a fish down there that doesn't know what's been eating my feet. It's disgusting.” Fang leaned in anger, "Wasn't it because of him that I suffered this crime? ”

“Shut them up!” There is always a need for a person in charge of a task with so many people. At this point, when it was discovered that it was necessary to continue, the bamboo tip began to take serious command and control of the scene.

“Shh.” A bamboo tip raised his forefinger in front of his mouth and showed them three.

I'm going, is this fucking kidding?

Fang leaned on the desire to throw up so much, but soon found himself unable to speak.

The League of Assassins is still a little tricky. He looked at the bamboo tip and thought that such a tactic should be aimed at a sign of road level, and they gathered a lot of information about road level in a few days.

But what's the use?

Waiting to feel desperate! Fang leaned on the thought and tried to shake his leg, but the fish still stubbornly ate him, which made him a little desperate.

On the street of the fish market, a couple of teenagers and boys have appeared at the street entrance.

“Here.” Lu Ping pointed at the street and said.

“Fortunately, they don't stay by perceiving the smell.” Su Tang smelled the fishy feeling in the air.

“Yeah, great.” The road nodded and the perception of hearing-breaking continued to spread across the board, quickly locking into an unwatched fish shop.

“Coming!!” The freckle-tongue of the stall had already seen two people on the street, and by then had rushed into the backyard newsletter.

“How dare you!” All men are full of colour and waiting.

“Coming so fast? How did he get here?” Someone asked.

Boom!

The door panel in the backyard flew in, and the freckled tongue that had just rushed in to report was directly knocked down by the door panel, and he didn't know how much force was in the door. After throwing up the blood on the ground, he lost his voice.

Road level one step into the backyard. The problem doesn't seem to exist anymore.

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