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50. Snare

The footsteps were slight but clear, neat and tidy, and it was definitely not a single person.

The group of people pressed their hands on their waists, looked alert, and looked up.

However, on the hazy street in front of me, a sedan chair slowly appeared, and the four sedan chairmen walked in unison and came smoothly.

The strong man who claimed to be Jiang Gou narrowed his eyes.

It was late at night, and mist was rising, and the coolness came. It was faintly everywhere. The sedan chair and the sedan chairman felt blurred.

But the group was not careless at all. Although they slowly leaned towards the street, their hands never left the knife.

As we approached, the sedan chair seemed to have no intention of staying.

The group looked at each other and saw the fierce light in their eyes.

This sedan is very luxurious, and the sedan chair owner is wearing brocade, so he must be traveling with a wealthy family. No matter who is in the sedan chair and how much money is there, just tied up the other party, how much money can he exchange for?

The money they had just obtained flew away. At this time, it was the time to be upset and want to make another compensation. Now they were in a bad mood and could never think of anything else.

For example, in such a late night, how could a sedan chair come to this empty street?

This is not the night market, and there are people who are on the lights, can it be better to come out to see the night view?

The waist knife slowly unsheathed, and the group actually surrounded the oncoming sedan chair.

But suddenly, Jiang Gou, who had already felt something was wrong, paused at the sedan chair with his true face, and was stunned.

It was a sedan chair in Daliang Palace, with tassels hanging in all corners, and blue birds and black phoenixes carved and painted. The four sedan chair husbands had white faces, calm down, and short blades hung on their waists. They looked at the people in front of them, without any emotion.

Jiang Gou's heart was thrilled. This was the eunuch in Liangguo Palace!

"Let's go!" He whispered to everyone who had already drawn his sword, and slowly retreated backwards first.

His eyes were awake all the time, not because of the identities of these people in front of him, but because of the good martial arts of these four eunuchs. Until now, the sedan chair was almost in front of him, but he could not determine whether there was anyone in the sedan chair!

There is no slight energy, as if there is no one, but is this possible?

The person holding the knife is puzzled, and the fat sheep is right in front of him, so why should he give up halfway?

They could see that the sedan chairman was a little strange. Not all those who were innocent and had no worries were eunuchs. Their cultivation was not as good as Jiang Gou, so they could not detect that kind of femininity.

Just as the few people were hesitating, the sedan chair finally appeared ten feet away.

Then, stopped.

The sedan chair fell to the ground, and the sedan chairman had no expression on his face.

Jiang Gou had seen strong winds and waves. He swallowed in his throat and said, "We have no malice."

As he said that, he shouted coldly at his subordinates, "Why don't you give way to the adults!"

The few people were stunned, but after a long time, they naturally saw the world. Although they had doubts, they didn't ask and turned sideways to get out of the way.

Even though they were on the side of the road, the sedan chair was walking in the middle of the long street.

"Who are you?" A sedan chairwoman spoke, his voice slightly sharp, but he did not make a sound.

Jiang Gou clasped his fists, "The Salt Gang's purchase has just handed over the goods and is planning to return to the shop."

Salt and iron are big business, and the Salt Gang is a general term. Each of the three kingdoms has a salt gang, and they are born from the joint forces of these gangs that transport salt and iron. However, some belong to the imperial government, and some belong to the control of sects and families.

There is a canal outside the capital, so there is naturally a salt gang, which is said to belong to the court on the surface.

The temple man who spoke before sneered and said, "Our family recognizes the people who are looking for shops in the capital for the Salt Gang Qiu Laohu. Since you are the buyers of the Salt Gang, why are you still wearing Mohist clothes?"

When he heard this claim, someone had already understood it. Immediately, someone shouted in a low voice, "People from Dongchang?"

Jiang Gou's face changed and he suddenly looked at the man, his eyes as if he wanted to devour people.

When the temple man heard this, his eyes changed slightly.

At this time, a voice came from the sedan chair, "It turns out that it's not my Daliang."

The voice is soft, but it has infinite coldness, as if it is born with a cold and murderous aura.

"Run!" Jiang Gou didn't want anything else, so he stepped on his feet, and he wanted to climb over the wall and escape from the first step.

But before his subordinates could react, a chuckle suddenly came from his ear, like ridicule, cold and strange and gentle.

Whoosh!

Jiang Gou had already jumped to the wall, but his calf suddenly felt a pain, and his internal qi stagnated, and he felt a huge force pulling and falling to the ground.

He felt the severe pain coming. When he looked at the moonlight, his left calf was pierced by a red thread!

"Ah!" He couldn't help but scream, his face full of horror.

What he could feel was that from the wound that penetrated, a cold breath spread in his body instantly, as unstoppable as a tide, and as a sword energy destroyed everything.

But he is very ruthless and tricky, and he is omnipresent.

Then two red lines pierced through their shoulders without breath. After the tight sound, it seemed like a knot was tied behind them.

The pain continued, Jiang Gou's face turned pale, and he didn't even have the strength to say anything, and he couldn't even scream.

And some of his seven or eight brothers were pierced through the throat with red thread, and some were nailed to the ground, leaving only one breath.

Under the hazy moonlight, the red lines were strange and cold, and the end was on the curtain of the sedan chair that was swaying like the wind.

The four temple people began to search for the people on the ground. Jiang Gou looked pale and could only let his hand grop on his body. Then, he took a waist card from his arms.

Jiang Gou's eyes closed, but the next moment, when he was not careful, his chin was pinched, and then a click came, and the pain came, and the chin was removed.

The temple man smiled coldly and took the waist card. But when he looked at it indifferently, he was stunned and turned solemn.

He quickly walked to the side of the sedan chair and said, "Ancestors, they are people from the "net"!"

The net is known as the greatest in the world, and it is all scattered. It is like a spider web, with eyeliners all over the world and the most intelligent in the world. It is said that it has a lot of connection with the man who killed the heavenly way, but a thousand years have passed and the past cannot be verified.

The founding emperor of the Later Zhou Dynasty was born into a wild country, but he had a mysterious force, which was Luowang, which was an institution that was even more mysterious than the Dongchang and the Jinyiwei.

Whether it is Daliang or Beiyan, it is normal for people with nets to have sex, because they have fine works and spies infiltrate each other.

But like now, in a country's capital, these fine works are no longer hidden in the dark, but are directly and blatantly robbing the house and even committing crimes on the streets, which is a bit strange.

Is it because people in Luowang’s confidence will not be exposed, or does it have other purposes?

"Take them to Fan Xing." said the person in the sedan chair.

Fan Xing, the new Liushemen General Administrator, was born in the Ministry of Justice. He is famous for his disorganization of muscles and bones. It is best to torture the prisoners who fall into their hands.

Jiang Gou and others naturally heard of this person's name. When they heard this, they all changed their faces.

"Woo woo." Jiang Gou struggled a few times, and he felt it was a little difficult to understand.

The opponent's martial arts are strange, and he can capture himself with one move. Although he is careless and careless, the opponent's martial arts are definitely not inferior to him.

Shouldn’t he ask himself a few more questions? He doesn’t want to make contributions, so why did he hand it over to Fan Xing directly?

Jiang Gou was a little confused. Although he was a man in the net, he was recruited to have such an identity. He did things without losing his life for loyalty.

If you are even more arrogant and fall into Fan Xing's hands, you will be worse than death.

So he wanted to beg for mercy, at least, it would be fine to be able to talk about conditions.

He felt that he was still valuable, so he struggled a few times.
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