V2.Chapter 410

This shadow is Tang Yin. He had seen the city map of Pufeng before and knew the general location of Xuanwu Street mentioned by Pan Yuan. He sometimes walked through the street and sometimes used shadow drift. Before long, he came to Xuanwu Street.

It is the main street of Pufeng. The road is spacious and there are many shops on both sides. But now most of them have been closed. If the street is long, only two shops are still hung with a string of lanterns. One is a restaurant and the other is a brothel called Baihuayuan.

Tang Yin quickly approached the brothel. First, he hid in the dark place opposite the brothel and looked around.

Although it's late at night, there are still a lot of people going in and out of the brothel. Judging from their clothes, they are basically Mozambican generals wearing general helmets and armor. Even if there are Mozambican soldiers, they are all the attendants of the generals, standing outside the brothel and waiting.

Tang Yin looked down at her dress and felt that she couldn't go in directly. She had to sneak in quietly. Thinking of this, he withdrew, avoided the main door of the brothel and quickly went around to the small alley behind the brothel. Seeing no one around, he jumped up, supported the wall with one hand and jumped to the top of the wall. He squatted on the wall and looked around the backyard of the brothel. There was no light here. It was dark. Tang Yin's eyes twinkled with strange green light, which clearly saw the situation in the backyard.

Squatting quietly at the top of the wall for a while, he took out two stones from his arms, one large and one small, and then threw the large one into the hospital first. This is the Pathfinder.

As the stones fell on the green bricks of the backyard path, they made a crisp sound, which was not loud, especially in the singing and dancing brothels. But it was this insignificant sound that caused trouble.

A dark shadow quickly appeared in the corner of the backyard of the brothel. It moved as fast as a black lightning and rushed to the place where the stone fell to the ground.

It was a pure black hound. Although it heard a strange noise, the hound didn't bark, but rushed straight over. His eyes were like small green bulbs, and his long canine teeth were out of his mouth.

Squatting on the wall, Tang Yin sneered in her heart, waved the palm of the small stone outward, and the stone shot out, unbiased, hitting the hound's forehead.

With a whine, the hound rolled on the spot and stopped two or three meters away from the wheel. He fell to the ground and didn't move.

Tang Yin waited for a while and saw that there was no change again. Then he jumped down the courtyard wall and took three steps into two steps. He came to the fallen hound, reached out and grabbed the dog's neck and threw it back into the corner of the backyard. Then he crossed the courtyard and went straight to the pavilion in the front yard.

There are three floors up and down the pavilion. From time to time, there is the sound of laughter and slapstick. Tang Yin thought a little, took a deep breath and showed the shadow drift. He saw a black fog suddenly released around him. Then, the man disappeared and reappeared. He was already in the air. He raised his feet and gently touched the wall of the lower Pavilion, and showed the shadow drift again. The man had flashed onto the roof of the pavilion.

He leaned down, hooked his feet on the eaves, hung down in the air, slowly pushed a window open a gap, and then narrowed his eyes and looked inside.

Inside the window is the hall of a private room. Several Mo generals are drinking and having fun. Around them are young and beautiful girls.

After reading it, Tang Yin forced his waist and retracted back to the roof.

There are so many people in this room that he can't kill them all without alerting others. He can only choose another target. He walked carefully on the eaves, moved three or four meters, and came to the top of the next room. He repeated his old technique. He still hooked his feet on the eaves, pushed open the window under his head and feet, and peeped inside. In the window is a bedroom. On the bed, a pair of men and women are happy, and the sound of * and heavy breathing come and go one after another.

Tang Yin's heart moved, his hand slowly touched his back and pulled out the machete. The situation in the room made him confident that he would kill the men and women on the bed at the same time in an instant, and would not make any noise or arouse anyone's suspicion.

He came here not to assassinate, but to inquire about intelligence. He hoped to find out whether there was a dark warehouse in the county capital. Those who can understand this matter are either the soldiers guarding the county capital or the generals of the Mozambican army.

It's too risky and hard to get a chance to start from the county capital, so Tang Yin decided to go to the brothel to come to the general of the Mozambican army.

At this time, he had drawn out the knife, and his eyes shone a terrible cold light. There was a dark fire burning on the knife. When he was ready to rush directly into the room, he thought about it and pressed the killing idea back.

It's nothing to kill a brothel woman, but the sudden disappearance of a Mo general will certainly arouse the high vigilance of the Mo army in the whole city. If not, it will also make the senior management of the Mo army suspect that there are spies sneaking into the city, and it will be even more difficult for him to take action in the future.

After repeated thinking, Tang Yin felt that the risk of attacking Mo Jiang was too high, and it was unclear whether the other party's military rank was high or low, and whether he could understand the matter of dark warehouse.

The dark fire on the machete in his hand gradually dissipated, and his body hanging on the eaves retracted again.

Mo Jiang, who is enjoying the gentle countryside in his room, never dreamed that when he was having fun, in fact, one of his feet had stepped into the gate of hell. It was only because Tang Yin changed his mind temporarily that he narrowly escaped.

Tang Yin sat cross legged on the edge of the eaves, holding his chin and lost in thought. How can he not only not arouse Mo Jun's doubt, but also inquire about the situation!

Tang Yin, who was so smart and reacted so quickly, had no idea at this time and couldn't think of a good way.

Three bad generals, top Zhuge Liang. It seems that I have to go back and discuss with Lotte and Cheng Jin.

Tang Yin wanted to give up tonight's action, but he was really unwilling. When he came to the edge of the roof, he leaned down again, pried open the window and peeped into it.

This is also a suite, large and luxurious. All kinds of decorations are inlaid with gold and silver. What Tang Yin is peeping at now is the inner room. There is only one person and one woman in the room. Tang Yin couldn't really see what she looked like. She turned her back to him.

The woman sat in a big bucket and was taking a bath. The room was full of steam and looked like smoke.

Just a woman, there was no one else. Tang Yin was disappointed and was about to shrink back, but on second thought, he suddenly changed his mind and pushed all the windows that had only pried open a gap. Then, he flashed into the room with a shadow.

He came in as a shadow, not jumping in, so he didn't make any sound. But even so, the woman taking a bath still felt the strange behind her. Sometimes, I have to admire women's intuition.

The woman subconsciously turned back and just saw Tang Yin who had just entered the house. Their eyes touched in the air.

The woman's face changed greatly, her mouth instinctively opened, and she was about to shout, but before the shout could be sent out, Tang Yin stepped forward, clasped her throat and forcibly squeezed the shout she was about to send back to her stomach.

At this time, they were close at hand and saw each other clearly. Although Tang Yin has seen many beautiful women, the girl in her twenties still brightens his eyes. She is gorgeous and gives birth to a seductive smell from her bones, which is precisely the most fatal attraction to men.

At the same time, the girl also saw Tang Yin's appearance. There was only one feeling in her heart. What a handsome man! Although she is young, she has read countless people. She rarely meets a handsome man like Tang Yin.

For a moment, she even felt that no matter what the man who suddenly broke in wanted, she wouldn't say anything. Unfortunately, Tang Yin couldn't hear her voice, or even if he heard her voice, he couldn't change her fate.

Tang Yin's hand was not loose. He still clasped her neck. At the same time, he bent down, close to the girl, tilted his head, looked at her face, stretched out his other hand, gently scratched on her face, smiled and said, "what a beautiful face." As he spoke, his eyes moved down and fell on her looming breasts buried in the water.

The girl's Crimson cheeks became redder. Under Tang Yin's hot eyes, she felt that she didn't even feel suffocation so strongly. The smile on Tang Yin's face deepened without warning. She clasped the arm of the girl's throat with a slight force. She only heard a loud noise and forced the girl out of the bucket. The girl's naked body was like a white striped chicken, completely exposed in the air.

Tang Yin's tiger eyes twinkled with green light. With a cry, a dark fire burned in the palm of his hand. The flame seemed to be given life, and rushed around her from the girl's neck.

There was no scream or violent struggle. As the fog vacated from the girl, her body softened all at once, leaving only a skin bag that volatilized all the blood essence.

He turned the soul of the dark fire into death, and finally the girl didn't even have a skin bag left, and the whole body dissipated into invisibility, as if she had never existed in the world.

Tang Yin sucked up the spirit fog floating in the air, sat on the ground, closed his eyes and fell into meditation. He slowly digested the girl's memory and searched for all the useful information for him.

This is the horror of spiritual practitioners in the dark system. As the saying goes, a smelly fish can make a pot of soup fishy. There is also a reason why dark Lingwu is not tolerated by bright Lingwu. If a spiritual cultivator in the dark system with evil thoughts makes waves, the degree of harm is definitely much greater than that of the spiritual cultivator in the light system. For many people, it will also be a terrible nightmare.

Tang yinben hoped to find some useful information for himself from the woman, but finally he was disappointed. The woman didn't care about the war and the current situation at all. She didn't even care who slept with her and who she was. What she cared about was how to seduce men and how to let men spend the most money on her.