v3 Chapter 203： Assassination cloud

After seeing Zhang Heng, the assassin's face was full of horror. He was a stealthy master, but he could not detect that someone was behind him, and the other side had followed him for such a long time that he went to the laundry all the way. Or he could not bear to show up, and he didn't show up until he entered the butcher shop and contacted him.

I contact the strange sense of similarity before, and the assassin finally couldn't help but blurt out, "You ... are you also an assassin?"

"Sorry, now is my question time." Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, and he turned his eyes to the one-eyed Samaritan. "It seems that you are his contact person, then you should know how to spend this time Who's killing me, right? "

After the initial terror, the Samaritans calmed down quickly, and shook his head when he heard the words, "I don't know what you're talking about, I'm just the boss of the butcher shop, where do I know what assassination is not assassination."

"Is it?" Zhang Heng did not rush to hear the words, just pulled out two Persian swords around his waist.

"What do you want to do? Catch me back to the patrol?" The one-eyed Samaritan raised his voice. "What evidence do you have that I am his contact?"

"Catch you back? You think too much, it seems you don't know the style of the patrol recently." Zhang Hengdao, "I was careful when I came here, and no one on the street noticed that I entered your butcher shop, so In other words, even if I kill you, no one knows that I did it. "

The one-eyed Samaritan heard a word. He did not expect the other party to be a member of the patrol team responsible for maintaining law and order in the area, but he did not intend to comply with any laws. What kind of patrol team is this? Simply a robber.

Then he turned his attention to the assassin on the other side, but the latter was looking around at that moment, and it seemed that he was going to run away.

What a joke, he was just an assassin. He was good at sneak attacks and assassinations. How could head-on combat be the opponent of the Rome gladiator champion.

Fortunately, the next moment, the big butcher outside the butcher came in. He is a Samaritan bodyguard. Selling meat is only a sideline. The real job is to protect the safety of the Samaritans.

It seems that the Samaritan had intentionally increased the volume before, but it still played a role, and summoned his bodyguard.

The butcher rushed over with a sharp knife immediately after discovering Zhang Heng, while the assassin on the other side fell into a fierce ideological struggle. He wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity, but in view of Zhang Heng's horrific appearance Tracking ability, he did not know if he could run away, and the cooperation between him and the one-eyed Samaritan was quite happy, the latter has been his liaison for four or five years, and he is not It's great to sell the other party like this.

Therefore, the assassin finally gritted his teeth and rushed up.

There is a butcher carrying it in front, he can adopt his best fighting strategy, the two of them still have a certain chance of winning.

On the other side, the Samaritans were rude. When they saw Zhang Assassin and the butcher entangled in Zhang Heng, he immediately jumped out of the chair and ran towards the house. He knew how dangerous and hateful the sale was. Naturally, he was ready early, not only a butcher and a bodyguard, but also a secret passage hidden under his bed, which could lead directly to the alleys outside.

As a result, half of the Samaritan body had just entered the door, and his right foot was aching.

恒 Zhang Heng nailed his feet directly to the ground with a Persian sword, and at the same time he said, "Where do you want to go? Do you have to hurry without answering my questions, or stay here honestly."

After talking about Zhang Heng, he blocked the butcher's knife with another Persian sword, and then shook his body to allow the assassin's sneak attack to be opened. As a result, the assassin was slowed by half a beat because of his retreat. A sword opened his belly.

When the Samaritans saw the three of them finally fighting together, they tried to escape again, but he failed to pull out the Persian sword inserted in his own feet twice, but it hurt and howled, cold sweat DC.

And the butcher who had high hopes on the other side was not good. He could be seen as the real strength of the Flavia Amphitheater Champion. If it had not been harassed by the assassins, he would have been defeated. Now he is temporarily It hasn't been defeated, but it has fallen into a difficult situation. It is only a matter of time before it will be defeated.

At the same time, the assassin partnering with him also realized that it was not good, because he had also found that the situation was worse than he thought. Even if the two were working together, they were obviously not the opponent of the Oriental in front of him, but this time he did n’t want to leave. It was so easy, because Zhang Heng did not have to deal with the butcher at all, and his main attention was focused on him.

The assassin found that now it was not a matter of whether he should go or not, but whether he could go, because no matter he moved there, Zhang Heng would advance his sword to seal his retreat in advance.

I was so sweaty that the more and more guilty assassin could only send his own killer, I saw that he suddenly threw away the weapon in his hand, then took a half step back, raised his hand, "I surrender!"

So Zhang Heng's next sword also stopped in front of his nose, and the Samaritan on the other side almost cried when he heard the words. He just put up with pain and pulled the Persian sword in his feet. When I came out, I couldn't help yelling when I heard the words of the assassin, "You surrender a little too early, I don't have to pull the sword so hard!"

After seeing him, he looked at the butcher and yelled at the latter, "No fight, no fight, no fight, but we also surrendered, this time we confessed."

The butcher hesitated after hearing the words, and eventually lost his sharp knife.

And Zhang Heng didn't mean to kill it any more. He took another Persian sword from the Samaritans, and the latter let the butcher find a bandage for bandaging, and first wounded his wound. After getting tangled up, the Samaritans were really guilty this time. They were carried back to the chair by the butcher and assassin, and hummed all the way.

"Would you like to know who contacted me with this order? I'm afraid to disappoint you, because I don't know the person who contacted me ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That's a real face, not the person here."

"and then?"

"Then ... nothing." The Samaritans seemed a little innocent. "In our business, we shouldn't have asked Dongwenxi. I negotiated a price with him and received money. We didn't talk much. I do n’t even know how he came to the door. By the way, he specifically told me to kill you as soon as possible to make things happen to the local forces. You may be able to use this to say that it is not the local forces that are going to kill you. "

"Don't force me to have a sword on your left foot, too," Zhang Heng warned. "I have a way to check if you are lying. If this is the only thing, why did you escape so much?"

A tangle of colors appeared on the Samaritan's face, and he later said, "Okay, the following is just my speculation. Although he hides well, there are still some small habits to betray him. I feel him Much like the Guards, I always feel that the water in it is very mixed, and little people like me do not want to be involved in any political incident. "

"Then you still take this order?"

"Because the other party paid too much money," the Samaritan honestly said.

"Your hunch is right. For your safety, you'd better not tell anyone else that you said this to me." Zhang Hengdan said indifferently. "Also, find someone to paint me a portrait. "

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