Heaven Awakening Path Chapter 829: Fish Market Nha Trang

Xuanjun City, Yushi Street.

The existence of this street can be traced back for a long time, and this fish market already existed when there was no city here. Countless pools and sky-like smells are two of the most eternal things on this street. Even during the period of the city's imprisonment, the smell of fish-market streets that have been rooted for thousands of years will not reduce the cent. It is said that even the most top-spirited practitioners have nothing to do with the smell here.

But even though it has a long history and is very "charismatic", it has never changed the status of this street. After all, this is a very low-level place for fishermen and fishmongers to discuss their lives. Occasionally, a few businesses are doing very well, and it is really nothing in the Xuanjun City where the big people gather.

However, just on this low-level fish market, there is a Nha Trang assassin alliance. After the three Moulins were captured from outside the city, they were sent into the city through a secret channel, and they were finally locked up at this point.

Frankly, this is not a good place for Tibetan hostages. The harsh smell of fish in the air will make it easy for the hostages to determine where they are. But the Assassin's vote obviously didn't care. Hiding the hostages is not important to them, let alone thinking of using the hostages for ransom. All they want is to bring the person they want to lead here, and the hostages are just their bait and a means to get their opponents to throw a mouse.

So on First Path, they actually noticed that both Moline and Fang Yizhu were using some small means to make some marks. They pretended to be ignorant, but laughed in their hearts. I think the two are undoubtedly helping them. They are afraid they can't find them!

The two major Capital City branches sent a total of eleven bamboo tips and more than thirty sparrow tongues. The lower-level green fruit and chicks were not dispatched. Nha Trang in the fish market is not very big, so many people are already hiding too much. During the ban, the streets were empty and there were too many people who were not well furnished.

But it's just these people, it's almost a blow from the two divisions.

They are afraid that Lu Ping will not come. They even think that Lu Ping cannot come. After all, Xuanhuang was shocked, and when the thunder was angry, I really don't know who could escape this Xuanjun city.

They don't mind if the plot develops this way. The obsession with assassinating targets by themselves is non-existent in the Assassin Alliance. As long as they have results, the simpler and safer the process, the better. Now there are Dark Arms Empire to do all-round labor, so comfortable mission is probably the first time in the entire history of the Assassin Alliance. Within Nha Trang, several good wine drinkers have started toasting, and don't take the matter at heart. There are only a few mature and heavy-headed people who are still doing what they should do. But for those who disapprove of it, there is nothing to tell. Even they don't actually think that Lu Ping has a chance to find it again, it is just their consistent duty that they still abide by the rules.

"Do you know what is the scene I am most looking forward to?" said a bamboo drink from the Xuanjun branch, whose face had been flushed, and a glass of sip.

"What is it?" several wine friends asked.

"He can get out of the city." The full face said.

"Ah?" Everyone who heard the chat came over unexpectedly.

"Only then will he know what it feels like to be desperate." This face was unpredictable.

"How do you say this?"

"Out of the city, he will find his companion captured. Then he escapes out of the city and finds that he has to break back into the city if he wants to save people. Is n’t that desperate enough?" /

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed. Even the most stable brains made up for this behind the scenes and could not help but cry for Lu Ping.

However, everyone soon discovered that even the three hostages who were soaking in the fish pond in the courtyard were laughed at by this paragraph.

"It feels so good to say despair!" Fang Yizhu laughed.

"Can you say a few more words?" Maureen snickered secretly. Hearing Fang Yizhu murmured, immediately put away a smile and whispered.

"Don't you think they make sense?" Fang Yizhu asked him.

"Don't you think the three hostages are actually redundant?" Moline said. The significance of their existence is obvious, three or one, but there is no essential difference. At this time, it is very unwise to attract the hatred of the other party.

But although his voice is very low, these people are all expert(s), enough to hear clearly. What's more, because of the chatter of Fang Yizhu, when he said this, his tone could not help aggravating. The courtyard suddenly quieted down.

"Three hostages are indeed redundant." They agreed with Moline's statement, so their eyes began to turn around the three. I used to focus on mission so I didn't think about it that much. But now everyone is relaxed, and Moline reminded them that everyone couldn't help thinking about whether they could find some fun in the three to pass the boring time. There are so many lascivious people, their eyes rolled around Ling Ziyan early in the morning, and now they are eager to move.

Fortunately, there are still a few heavyweights. Everyone joked slightly relaxed and didn't worry, but what they wanted to do with the carefully captured hostages, they finally stood up to dissuade them without permission.

"Just play, not kill her."

"mission is not over yet," said Zhujian, a serious killer.

This sentence immediately made a few satirs put away their obsessed eyes. The Assassin's League is very strict. During the mission process, things that will cause people to lose their focus are strictly prohibited unless necessary. At the moment it is said to be 10,000, and after all, there is no instruction to end mission, so even if these things do not affect the overall situation, they still violate the rules.

Thinking of this, let alone the jerk, those who were drinking it quietly put away their wine glasses and bags, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the news spread throughout the city, and the ban was lifted.

Is it over?

Xuanjun City ’s hunting of Lu Ping should be over, but before the result is known, the mission they are executing has not yet stopped.

That guy must have been killed. Most killers think so, but for now they can only wait for news and orders.

"I'll go out and see." The bird tongue in charge of this Nha Trang stood up, left from the backyard, and went to the street of the fish market. An Assassin Alliance Nha Trang is not important. Know the grade of the steward. The important Nha Trang must have at least one bamboo tip. And this Nha Trang is just a bird tongue supervisor, like the Nha Trang in the village outside the city. It is not a very important, but very hidden place. On the surface, he is just an ordinary fish shop. At this time, like other shops, he opened the door after the ban and started to set up his own business.

No one thinks what will happen to them in this filthy street. In the eyes of these people, those who practice Soul Power are all great people. Even if they want to eat fish, they will not come to buy fish in person. The little people didn't even care about the intruder's fate, but they were more concerned that this ban had disrupted their business for half a day or even a day.

Fish Market Street is restored to its usual appearance little by little. But as everyone is worried, today's business day will be affected. The embargo has just been lifted, and everyone is going to be busy with the important things delayed by the embargo. Buying fish never seems to be an important thing to wait for.

The atmosphere of the entire Fish Market Street is a bit sloppy. These little people will never think of it and never know it. At this moment, they are the highest. Compared to them, they are just another extreme street of the Xuanjun Guarding the Parliament It seems even worse than them. The paw tongue that has been laid out is thus kept outside. When there is an order or news from the top, it can be sent to him. In this fish market, it is impossible to hear what other people hear, especially when there are so few customers. People here are too low.

After waiting for a while, the news came. After looking at it, Que Tong returned to the backyard immediately.

"Lu Ping isn't dead! He escaped from the city, and Fantou wants us to prepare."

The list of killers waiting for the announcement of the end of mission is stunned.

"Escaped the city?"

"A little patience!"

"Can't be careless."

"Check all the arrangements again!"

The killers are busy, no one is as lazy as before.

"Let's see if he can come here."

"Either or he won't come," someone said.

So everyone looked at the three hostages in the fish pond with a little bit of sympathy and compassion. After finally escaping from the city, he found that he had to return to save people, and it was quite possible to give up.

"I hope you have a good friend with good faith!" a bamboo tip said to the three.

"I hope not," Fang Yizhu resolutely said.

"Wow, isn't it?" Maureen was surprised. Is this person worried about the safety of Lu Ping?

"I don't know what fish has been stomping my feet. It's disgusting." Fang Yizhu said angrily, "Isn't it because of him, I've suffered this crime?"

"Let them shut up!" mission with so many people always needs a person in charge. At this point, when it was found necessary to continue, the bamboo tip began to take serious command and control the scene.

"Shh." A bamboo tip stretched forefinger in front of his mouth and motioned to the three of them.

I'm going, this **** is kidding a child?

Fang Yizhu wanted to talk like this, but immediately found that he couldn't speak.

The Assassin Alliance is a bit tricky. He looked at the bamboo tip and thought that this method should be aimed at Lu Ping's one sound attack. In a few days, they also collected a lot of information about Lu Ping.

But what's the use?

Wait for despair! Fang Yizhu thought, trying to shake his foot, but the fish still stubbornly stung him, which made him a little desperate.

A couple of young men and women have appeared at the corner of the fish market.

"Here." Lu Ping pointed to the street.

"Fortunately, they didn't rely on the smell of perceive." Su Tang smelled the fishy smell in the air.

"Yes, that's great." Lu Ping nodded, and the perceive that broke through continued to be fully rolled out, and soon locked to a fish shop that was unattended.

"Come here!" The bird's tongue at the stall saw the two people who appeared at the street already, and then rushed into the backyard to report.

"Really dare to come!" Everyone looked stunned and waited.

"Come so fast? How did he come?" someone asked.

Oh!

The backyard door board flew in, and the bird's tongue that just rushed in for a message was knocked down directly by the door board. I didn't know how much energy was on the door. He spit out blood in one place and lost his voice.

Lu Ping stepped into the backyard. how did it get here? This problem does not seem to exist anymore.

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