Chapter 2370

Wang Yan quickly left the gathering area of dignitaries with his five men, and did not encounter recourse all the way.

They specially looked for narrow paths. After leaving the area, Wang Yan raised his hands and everyone squatted on the edge of a garbage dump to rest.

The garbage heap smelled. Xiao Guwei whispered, "Sir, there is still no movement in the city."

The night sky was charming, but Wang Yan didn't have time to watch it. He stared at the front and said, "two contradictory loyal ministers were killed one after another. If you think about the struggle in the court, it must be a dog biting a dog."

"Sir, is it like the Ming Dynasty hall?"

Chen Deng is analyzing the situation.

"Yes, but it's certainly not as Yin as those loyal officials of Daming, so it will be very fierce, but it won't last long. I want this period of time. Let's go!"

A group of people left the block, followed by a deserted open space, surrounded by many abandoned houses.

During this period of time, demolition has begun here, preparing to build houses and sell them to those businessmen as shops.

This is probably the prototype of the business gathering area, but it is said that businessmen are very interested.

Because there were many homeless people living here, the roof was later torn down. Looking at a house without a roof standing here, the first impression is a haunted house.

Wang Yan took his men into this chaotic house. After passing this area, it was the slum where they lived.

The doors of those abandoned houses were gone, and the original door was dark, like a devil opening his mouth.

Chen Deng is at the forefront, while Wang Yan and Xiao Guwei are a little behind.

"I'll let Chen Deng out of the city first tomorrow. You have to keep an eye on our people in the city. Remember the lesson of the East Hall. Don't act impulsively."

Xiao Guwei said uncontrollably, "my Lord, why don't I go."

"You're too jumpy. It's important this time. You'd better be in the city. I'll keep an eye on you."

At this time, Chen Deng in front suddenly stopped. Wang Yan and Xiao Guwei spread to the left and right and passed slowly.

"What happened?"

Chen Deng stared at the row of abandoned stone houses in front of him on the left and whispered, "I heard a cough just now. It seems that I've held it back."

With a wave of Wang Yan's hand, the three sergeants had touched it from the left.

"We'll go as usual."

Hearing the speech, Chen Deng untied his trouser belt and peed.

Wang Yan followed with his admiration. Xiao Guwei found that Chen Deng was indeed more stable than himself, but the change was not bad.

The three stopped to pee. The sound was very harsh in the silent night, just masking the sound of the three sergeants sneaking.

"Who would it be?"

Xiao Guwei didn't pee much. It ended first.

Wang Yan has too much urine and is still spreading. He whispered, "don't worry. Remember, if it's an army, give up action. Chen Deng, can you explain it clearly over there?"

Chen Deng also finished peeing and said, "no one will be seen in ten days. Evacuate immediately."

Wang Yan shuddered comfortably, then tightened his belt and continued to move forward.

The three of them walked slowly past. Chen Deng, who was usually serious, was humming an unknown song, which seemed a little dissolute.

It was as if they had just returned from visiting brothels. The three approached the row of houses.

The house was roofless and shrouded in the sky. It was shadowy, like someone shaking his body there.

The three sergeants had touched it from the side. They hid their short knives behind them to avoid reflection and walked lightly.

These sergeants have all been trained by Xin Laoqi and others. Those special combat techniques have been very skilled, but there is less actual combat.

Coming here is actual combat, and it is actual combat under the enemy's nose.

The moonlight was bleak and submerged in the vast starlight.

Wang Yan's eyes seemed to be right in front, but Yu Guang had been looking at the row of rooms on the left.

The three sergeants gradually approached the left side, and Wang Yan quickly walked right across the room.

Chen Deng suddenly felt that the sounds around him had disappeared and his ears were hollow.

His eyes are also particularly sharp. The stars in the sky cast into the house, reflecting everything and shadows.

Wang Yan's voice behind him was low and hurried: "we are only six people. If we were an army, we can surround them now. They are not an army!"

Chen Deng suddenly figured it out and shouted, "get out!"

He used the words used by Tatars. As soon as he shouted, someone shouted in the row of rooms on the left, and then people rushed out.

Chen Deng had stared at these people. When they all rushed out, under the starlight, the Tatar leader of the small forces was among them in the morning, smiling proudly.

"Kill!"

Tatar leader whispered. He doesn't want to shout loudly, even if no one will care about the fighting here.

Since it was demolished, it has become a three no matter area, and there have been many fights. The garrison in the city has shown the fact that Samarkand still has a lot of work to do if he wants to settle down.

Of course, Wang Yan also knew this, so he shouted without scruples: "kill them all, don't leave a living mouth!"

Chen Deng rushed up first.

This is a small force of more than 20 people. They usually make a living by extortion in the poor area. Today, they were swept away by Wang Yan. They were afraid that their future jobs would be unreliable, so they missed the night to ambush and want to kill Wang Yan and others at one fell swoop, and then regain their prestige.

Killing more than 20 people to six people is not just waste.

So the Tatar leader was very proud to command.

The three Ming soldiers had rushed out, their short knives shining, and collided with more than ten people.

There was no shouting. After avoiding the wooden stick, the short knife wiped each other's neck, and the blood sprayed into the sky.

Under the starlight, the red blood was reflected slightly green.

Chen Deng's body was only slightly on one side, so he avoided a knife, then waved his right hand, and the man continued to rush forward.

Xiao Guwei was besieged by two long knives at the same time. He avoided one and blocked the other with a short knife.

After the clang, Xiao Guwei punched his left hand on the left opponent's Adam's apple.

Just listen to the hiccup, the man's Adam's apple fell deeply into it, then covered his throat and stumbled back.

The other man's long knife was blocked. As soon as he wanted to stop the knife and launch the attack again, Xiao Guwei rushed over.

The man had no time to respond, so he waved his fist indiscriminately.

Xiao Guwei tilted his head slightly, then bumped into the man's arms and lifted his right knee.

In the silent crushing, the man suffered the most painful pain in his life, which was even more painful than living.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xiao Guwei cut his throat with a knife.

The Qi just accumulated in the chest burst out suddenly, washed in the throat of the blood, and washed the blood into a waterfall.

All this was just a matter of time. Xiao Guwei killed them in the room of lightning and flint.

Wang Yan was faster. His figure dodged in the chaos of knives. The short knife in his hand was like a butcher's knife in the hand of a cook, which accurately wiped the key of his opponent.

You can't use a thorn at this time. It will delay time and may bite the short knife.

An enemy looked at the murderous King Yan rushing over. In a panic, he forgot to resist and just opened his mouth and shouted.

Wang Yan frowned slightly and stared at the Tatar leader. The short knife in his hand was inserted into the mouth of the shouting man, and the tip of the knife passed through the back neck.

In the heart of the Tatar leader, Wang Yan and others are a group of poor tramps. They say that the horse thieves look up to them.

So he's trying to be powerful tonight. He doesn't even bring a knife.