Chapter 1227： Inn Night Strike 1

Chapter 1227-Night attack in the inn (1)

The exhibitors and his party included nearly a hundred people.

By tonight, they had arrived at the nearest town to Kyoto.

Zhan Zhonghong did not order a break, replenished food and water, and offered to hurry overnight.

At night, holding a lantern torch, this group of people stood out in the official way.

They took turns to drive and rest.

The purpose is just to think as far as possible from Kyoto.

This night, all of them were extremely nervous. I thought to myself, would the emperor send someone to die?

Stay alert all night, nothing is wrong.

When the mist rose in the early morning, Zhan Zhonghong asked for a rest by a stream. "If you are ready to eat, rest for half an hour before you leave."

Zhanbei Lie helped, took dry food and water, and came to Zhan Zhonghong. "Grandpa, you have something to eat."

"Well. Is there anything strange?"

"I didn't expect to be safe all night." Zhanbei Lie looked solemn.

"It won't be so fast. Martyr, take a break."

"Yes, Grandpa also needs to pay attention to his body."

"know."

After the exhibitors rested, they reassembled on the road.

For three days, there was no danger on the road. It is getting farther and farther away from Beijing. Zhan Zhonghong rushed hardly without stopping. On the way, some family members could not bear the bumps and became ill. Once there is illness, or the speed of travel will be affected, Zhan Zhonghong will arrange in the town, decisively leave the people, stay in a simple civilian home, and seek doctors in the town for treatment.

The brigade continued to walk.

Zhanbei Lie didn't want to do this, but he knew what Grandpa's order was, but he couldn't help it.

It can't be because of a few sick people, it will kill more people.

It seemed safe along the way. In fact, Zhanbei Lie knew clearly that he was still under the surveillance of the emperor.

Only when they get out of the Moyang boundary as soon as possible can they be considered safe.

At night, in a certain town.

In the houses hosted by the sick family members from the several exhibitors, there were several people in black who killed them all. They were ordered to destroy all the people inside, but when they just entered, it seemed like a few cold flashes , All straight down! He didn't even hum before he died.

How did they die without seeing the silhouette? It's a hidden weapon ...

The corpse, then quickly put away.

In this ordinary house, peace was restored again.

A figure went in, and when he came out, the family members were gone.

...

After about half a month.

When he arrived in a new city, Zhan Zhonghong saw the tiredness on everyone's face. If he went on like this, maybe he didn't run into someone to assassinate, and everyone was tired. For the first time after leaving Beijing, he ordered the people to rest overnight.

With a team of nearly a hundred people, there are now more than seventy.

About twenty people were left in the middle.

In a first class room.

Zhan Zhonghong sat on the bed, Zhan Beilie sat aside, his eyes flashed with pain. "Grandpa, I just arrived at the news ... saying that the family members of the nineteen families we left ... are missing.

"..." A flash of pain flashed in the eyes of Zhan Zhonghong, "The little luck that still exists has not happened."

In this way, Zhan Zhonghong had expected this.

At the moment, the exhibitors have switched to several batches and left from all directions. This is the last batch, but also the one in the bright spot, and it is also a bait. He didn't know if the rest of the people could avoid the killing, but it was hard to avoid this group of bright people.

The only hope that Zhan Zhonghong hopes is that the emperor can miss a trace of friendship and let the exhibitor live a way. Counting the missing people in front of you is more like cutting the grass and rooting.

(End of this chapter)