Bright Era

"Big Sheep, Big Sheep!"

Hu Xinzhu smiled and approached the hapless unconscious assassin. He took a closer look at the other party's face, well, the small appearance was well born, with a well-proportioned little white face. Although it was a bit popular, it was still very handsome. The tall, slender figure is a bit thin. Obviously, this figure represents a high agility fighting style.

With ten fingers squirming like a spirit snake, Hu Xinzhu perfectly demonstrated the body search skills he cultivated in the Blood Qin Empire. From the hair to the hips, from the armpits to the toes, and even the hidden places under every tooth and tongue, he carefully inspected all the horns. As the secret head of the Xueqin Empire, Hu Xinzhu has a unique experience in this respect.

A small blade, a small saw blade, a very thin wire that can easily cut a human head, a short dagger, a few small hand-handling arrows, and a pack of long needles quenched with poison. The most exciting, there is also a set for The master key to open the door. Hu Xinzhu carefully identified this set of master keys, and then involuntarily blew a whistle.

This guy must be a part-time thief, and he is a very strong thief. Because this set of master keys is made of special alloys, it is very lightweight, but extremely hard and wear-resistant. And this set of 36 master keys is obviously a goblin design, produced by a dwarf craftsman, it is impossible for ordinary thieves to get such professional tools.

In addition, there are some small pellets that can emit dense smoke, medicines that can release anesthetic gas, and so on, and there is even a packet of powder that can get rid of the pungent smell of hunting dogs. All this means that this guy is a thief for years, and today's assassination may only be his occasional part-time job.

What surprised Hu Xinzhu was that he found a very good dagger from the assassin's belt.

The two-foot-long dagger was as thin as a piece of paper, and the body of the sword with a width of only a small finger was pitch black. It would never reflect any light in the dark night. The hilt and the sword body are almost integrated, and the dagger made by smelting dozens of rare metals is extremely light and can hardly feel its weight.

Thirteen layers of magic patterns are engraved near the sword's front, and a complex magic array is carved on the hilt, with seven golden magic gems inlaid inside. These magic gems are filled with powerful metal magic elements. With the magic pattern and the magic pattern on the blade, this short sword has an unexpected sharpness.

Hu Xinzhu took out a piece of refined iron and used this dagger to gently slash an inch thick iron ingot. Without making a sound, this iron ingot was split into two pieces. The fractured surface of the iron ingot was as smooth as a mirror, but there were no scratches on the blade.

With a pleasant sigh of surprise, Hu Xinzhu unceremoniously stuffed the dagger into his spatial ring, then raised his head, with a weird sound that blew a series of whistles like a night owl.

This serial port whistle was just stipulated by Lin Qi, and it represented the contact signal of many people around him. Everyone’s whistle sound is different in audio and tone. To outsiders, it’s just a series of meaningless birdsongs, but when you hear them, you can clearly know who the people here are and what they are. In Lin Qi The status of the organization is high or low.

There were intensive footsteps, and Wood rushed here with dozens of heavily armed dragoons. Hu Xinzhu patted the assassin who was stunned by him, and said in a deep voice, "Here is the man, hand it to you. Well, this kid has a magic short sword with a market price of at least 300,000 gold coins, so he won't be. Ordinary assassin, dig out his bottom, if necessary, I can help you with cramps, skin peeling, bone knocking, and marrow suction."

Wood smiled honestly, he picked up the assassin, and said in a deep voice: "If you need to take action to ask for a confession, we will have no face to follow the boss. Hey, this little white face is not that. A guy who can survive torture!"

Hu Xinzhu put all the other bits and pieces of the assassin back on his body. He tore off the assassin's shirt, touched his delicate and white belly, and then nodded in agreement: "Yes, this guy is pampered, he seems to be of aristocratic origin. He can't survive torture. I suggest using a soldering iron to burn his lower body for a few rounds. He should not be able to hold back his confession!"

There were more footsteps in the distance, and Hu Xinzhu nodded to Wood, and then quickly escaped into the side alley.

The people that Wood brought were all Lin Qi’s subordinates brought from the Black Abyss God Prison. The souls of these people were in Lin Qi’s hands, so there was no doubt about their loyalty. Hu Xinzhu showed up in front of them, and they weren’t what they used to be. The face is no big deal at all.

But those people who rushed back were all from the newly compiled Second Dragoon Corps, and Hu Xinzhu didn't want to appear in front of them.

Seeing Hu Xinzhu sank into the alley, Wood took out a police siren and put it in his mouth, then blew it vigorously. Accompanied by the sharp sirens, large groups of dragoons and copper hats swarmed over. They respectfully saluted Wood, and then looked fiercely at the soft assassin in Wood's hands.

"The suspect has been captured." Wood threw the assassin to an old brother next to him, and then shouted in a deep voice: "The gray tights he dropped along the way, and the heavy crossbow, all carefully collected as evidence of crime. Now they are all collected. , The people from the two squadrons followed me to see the general."

The dragoons responded, some of them stayed, and others quickly dispersed along the streets and lanes.

These people are all the subordinates that Wood has just summoned by sounding the siren, and they are all fighters of the newly reorganized Second Dragoon Corps. Because of the acquiescence of the Holy Light I, and because the Chief Officer of the Garrison Bea was recently recovering from his wounds, under Enzo's order, the soldiers of the Second Dragoon Corps had begun to enter Bereli and patrolling some sensitive places.

Therefore, as soon as the assassination occurred, Wood was able to summon a whole group of thousands of dragoons to the scene immediately.

With two hundred heavily armed dragoons, plus some rushing after hearing the news, and wanting to rub a copper hat of credit, Wood and his party rushed to Jinye Avenue with great strength. Enzo was waiting there. If he could solve the case beautifully in front of the merchants and citizens who had witnessed the assassination in the first place, it would be very important for Enzo to improve his reputation. have benefits.

After all, Enzo is only well-known among the upper ranks of the Gaul Empire, but in the hearts of ordinary people, who knows who Enzo is?

Scrubbing the reputation of the low-level civilians, this is of great benefit to Enzo and the Second Dragoon Army.

Seeing Wood and the others were about to enter the commercial area, a dragon groan sounded in the diagonal thorn. One head was nearly ten meters long and three meters away, with a hideous face and a thick monotonous plate armor. The dragon ran out of the box beside him. This earth travel dragon breathed out a faint smoke, and came straight to Wood as if going mad.

Wood held the handle of the saber with one hand and shouted in a deep voice: "The enemy attack, prepare for the crossbow!"

The dragoons of the two squadrons behind Wood are obviously in a mess. After all, they are newly recruited fighters. They may have not weak personal strength before joining the Dragoons, but they are not yet familiar with the serious battle formations. What concept.

But Wood also took a few old brothers with him, and dozens of heretics brought by Lin Qi from the Black Abyss God Prison. These people are all seasoned veterans. Hearing Wood's order, thirty powerful crossbows were raised neatly and locked on the running ground dragon.

A light hum came from all over, and the unicorn and plate-armored dragon suddenly stopped.

Sitting on the back of the dragon, was the Minister of Public Security of Berrely, the number one leader of the Garrison, the highest boss of 20,000 copper hats and 30,000 dragoons, the only marshal left in the empire, Marshal Beian's favorite. Grandson, Major General Bea, who was named the Earl of the Empire.

Wearing a coquettish blood-colored uniform, draped in a set of golden full-body armor, at his waist he wears a red sword that emits billowing heat, and a long scarlet cloak is dragged behind the armor. Bea, who was stabbed and seriously injured and bedridden, was obviously healed, and he appeared on the streets of Berrily like a peacock in spring.

The dragoons behind Wood didn't know who Bea was. After all, when Enzo formed a new dragoon army, Bea was seriously injured and lying in bed. But the brass hats who were in the team who wanted to share the credit knew this boss. They all saluted Beiya and shouted respectfully: "Earl Beiya, seeing you is really ours. with pleasure!"

Beya waved her hand gently, smiling with satisfaction. Seeing that he still has a strong influence in these copper hats, Bea's mood becomes very good. He smiled and nodded to the copper hats, and then pointed to Wood condescendingly: "That suspect is the suspect in a serious case I was staring at, so I order you to transfer him to me."

With a soft cough, Bea said slowly: "You can capture the suspects that I have hunted for more than a year. This is a great credit. I will ask the Ministry of the Interior to give you a reward. Now, hand them to me. , You can go now!"

Wood's face changed suddenly, what does this mean?

This assassin just killed people in public on Jinye Street. What’s more terrible is that when he killed, Enzo was nearby. If Hu Xinzhu hadn’t taken the shot and caught the assassin, if Enzo let the assassin escape, then Enzo would definitely bear it. Take a **** pot.

Now they have caught the suspect, but Beya is going to intervene sideways and take the suspect away for nothing?

Wood shook his head firmly: "General Beyer, this suspect has just murdered a kind and law-abiding businessman on Jinye Avenue. Therefore, I cannot give him to you. If you need his confession, wait until we finish processing. After this case..."

Bea's face sank, and he suddenly waved his horse whip, slamming the whip on Wood's face fiercely. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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