If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

Since the hour of Yin today, the secret guards of Meixiang and her group have gathered around the courtyard, covering the entire courtyard tightly to ensure that not even a fly can fly out.

I saw people living in the courtyard starting to come back one after another.

One, two, three…four?

Why is there one missing?

The leader Situ Yidong's brows were instantly frowned. They had been guarding for such a long time just to clean up everything and not leave any troubles in the future. How come one person was missing at the last moment?

"What's going on?" Seeing that two sticks of incense had passed before the Yin hour, and the man was still nowhere to be seen, Situ Yidong couldn't help but become a little impatient, and asked the secret guard beside him in a frustrated manner.

"This, shall I go and ask?" The secret guard was also shocked by this sudden change, and his mind was rapidly thinking about various possible problems and solutions.

At this time, another figure quietly sneaked over and squatted on the other side of Situ Yidong, "Master Yi."

"Why are you here so late?"

Chen San wiped his forehead. Today, the three brothers also participated in this operation. He, Chen Da and Chen Er led people to guard the other three directions respectively, forming a siege with Situ Yidong.

"Don't mention it!"

"What's wrong?" As Chen San finished speaking, Situ Yidong and the others couldn't help but be shocked again. Could it be that something went wrong again?

"Found by the last person who came back."

"Ok?"

"Don't worry, I have captured him just in time. I saw that there was no movement from your side, so I guessed that you might be waiting for that person, so I hurried over to let you know."

"Have you alerted the people around you?" Situ Yidong couldn't help but laugh secretly when he asked this question. So what if they alerted the people around him? Now they have surrounded the place like an iron barrel. If they can still escape, he will be embarrassed. "Get ready!"

The courtyard was not peaceful at this time. For some reason, the leader's left eyelid kept twitching and his heart was pounding nervously. His intuition told him that something was going to happen tonight.

Glancing at the clock on the table, he realized that nearly half an hour had passed since their appointment. "Is Xiaowu not back yet?"

"No," after looking around, everyone realized that Xiaowu, who was always punctual, had not returned yet.

"Did you hear any rumors today?" The leader put his left hand on his chest and bit his tongue hard, trying to calm himself down.

Everyone in the room shook their heads. The government servants and their men were still searching the city. They had been guarding the four city gates for a whole night but had not found any chance. The only unusual thing was that Xiaowu had not been seen yet.

Inside the inner room, two people lying on the bed and the low couch looked at each other. Although the leader and the brothers did not say much in front of them, the brothers' increasingly silent faces in the past few days, as well as the less and less food brought in, all showed that their situation was becoming increasingly difficult.

At this time, they heard that Xiaowu had not returned yet, and the two finally made up their minds.

"The time has come, come on, brother." The man who was kicked away by Situ Yidong, now only his mouth and two hands can move, and he said in a low voice while panting.

"Well," the other man slowly sat up, tightened the dagger in his hand, and at the same time stretched out his body to take out another dagger from under his brother's pillow and handed it to him.

As assassins, this dagger is a sharp weapon for them to stab the enemy, and it is also the last way out for themselves when they have no other choice.

They should have ended their lives as soon as they were injured and trapped, so as not to drag down their companions or give the enemy a chance to interrogate them. However, after leaving their hometown for several years, as a knife, except for the occasional instructions written on a note at the meeting place, they were like an ownerless kite, not knowing who their master in Haoyue was, nor when this wandering life would end.

As the turmoil at the Haoyue border gradually calmed down, the remaining brothers were more and more eager to return to their hometown. The man had clearly promised them that they could return home directly after completing this mission, but unfortunately they could not wait any longer!

A dead soldier should not have any thoughts. If he has any extravagant hopes in his heart, he will no longer be able to act without scruples and be invincible.

"If there is an afterlife, I hope we can be born in a peaceful and prosperous era, be a pair of ordinary brothers, respect our parents, marry a wife, and have children."

"We can only repay the kindness we owe our brothers in this life in the next."

The two saw each other's reluctance, confusion and determination in their last look. The dagger in his right hand fiercely slashed his left wrist, and a tear quietly slipped from the corner of his eye. A faint smell of blood slowly drifted in the courtyard.

No?! The leader was shocked. Xiaowu was not a reckless person. There was nothing unusual in the city except that he hadn't come back yet. This was extremely unusual. Something must have happened!

"Hurry, take your weapons and evacuate immediately!" The leader shouted, stood up first and ran to the inner room where two injured brothers were recuperating.

However, he was still a step too late. The blood was all over the floor of the house, and the two people lying on the bed and the couch were already breathing weakly.

"No," the leader shouted in a deep voice from the depths of his throat, "Why are you two so stubborn? How do you think this will affect your brothers?"

The noise inside the house attracted the attention of other people who were busy packing up outside. They put down what they were holding and rushed into the room. Only then did everyone smell the strong smell of blood.

Seeing the scene in the house, the eighth oldest brother couldn't help but cover his mouth and sob.

"No, don't cry. I, we'll go first. We'll meet again in the next life if we're destined to. Take, take care."

"Take care."

The two daggers fell to the ground one after another with a clang, and the two men died after saying their last words.

With tears in his eyes, the leader lifted his thousand-pound legs and walked forward. He bent down to pick up the dagger on the ground and put it in his arms. Then he stretched out his left hand and covered the eyes of his brother who died with his eyes open.

In the end, they did not hold on to the end and chose to leave the hope of life to their brothers.

"Pack your things and go!" The leader took a deep breath, took one last look at the two lifeless men, turned and walked out of the house. He could not let his brothers down and he must bring the rest of the people back home.

Suddenly, the walls around the courtyard were filled with figures, and a sharp male voice was heard.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"