Nanqin Chapter 28: Assassination

　　Zhang Nanqin looked outside, and the carriage of the carriage among the crowd below made his eyes deep.

　　 He suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, because on the other side, a familiar carriage came into sight. Wei Lanqing's figure walked down from above, then looked up, and the two looked at each other.

　　Zhang Nanqin retracted his gaze and lay down on the position. At the same time, he took out the sound transmission stone from his arms, and lightly tapped a rune on it: "Be prepared for these few days. Once Zhu Xiong takes action, I will ask Killed his life."

After 　　 finished speaking, he put away the sound transmission stone, and Zhang Nanqin muttered, "The five places in Yunzhou, there are too many people who want my life. I can't queue up for you. Want my life? I really sit in. Watching the sky."

　　 There was a light footsteps, Zhang Nanqin looked up and saw Wei Lanqing walking up with a veil, her eyes staring at Zhang Nanqin without evasiveness: "Is Zhu Xiong here?"

　　 "Ask you knowingly." Zhang Nanqin lazily took out the tobacco.

　　 Wei Lanqing came to Zhang Nanqin's side: "Do you want to do it?"

　　Zhang Nanqin pressed the cigarette pot with his hand, and then started to chirp at the candlelight on the side, vomiting smoke: "Do it? What do you do?"

　　 Wei Lanqing stared at Zhang Nanqin: "Do you still want to pretend?"

　　Zhang Nanqin was shocked, holding the cigarette stick, looking at Wei Lanqing’s serious appearance, then glanced at Wei Lanqing’s hand, his hand stretched over, and at that moment a cool feeling came. People are all surprised.

　　 Wei Lanqing stepped back, his face flushed: "Rogue!" His eyes were angry after speaking.

　　 Zhang Nanqin said jokingly: "You let me do it."

　　 In one sentence, Wei Lanqing almost picked up the saucer on the side to hit someone: "In recent days, Zhu’s family has been outside frequently, and even interacted with some little sects, and I asked the people below to go to some inns to inquire. , There are quite a few quacks."

　　 After she finished speaking, she sat opposite Zhang Nanqin and said seriously: "The opponent of the Zhu family, Huo family, is also making frequent moves, and even recently some products have been reduced in price. This is a waste of money for the two families. ."

　　Zhang Nanqin nodded after hearing this: "Wei's family doesn't do anything?"

　　 Wei Lanqing's eyes became a little complicated: "Isn't Lan Qing coming?"

　　Zhang Nanqin saw that Wei Lanqing had lost his original cunningness now, with a trace of an inexplicable little woman's attitude, he knew that the other party's affection for him was getting deeper and deeper.

　　 No matter how strong a woman is outside, even if she is strong enough to call the wind and rain in Yunzhou, she will let go of everything when she encounters the right person, and desperately treats you in a way that outsiders cannot understand.

　　 is like being in Nanjiang, there are so many people so high above, and Zhang Nanqin still loves him.

　　 He never thought he was a gentleman, but he took it in a proper way.

　　 Zhang Nanqin and Wei Lanqing are completely two worlds. The real arena is bloody, how can they be compared to the current Changping Prefecture.

　　"Lady Lanqing, our transaction has never been forgotten." Zhang Nanqin stood up from her position: "No matter what Zhu's family came to say to me, you should believe me."

　　Zhang Nanqin walked downstairs as he spoke. On the third floor, he saw Monk Heming lying on a chair and talking. The amused several maids who served him giggled. Zhang Nanqin shook his head when he saw this scene. Did not bother Monk Heming. Instead, he whispered in his mouth: "When you get started, what will happen to those old bald?"

　　 Monk Heming didn’t know all of this. Now he buried his head in the arms of a maid, and muttered in his mouth: "Ignore...Ignore...Everything is illusory..."

　　 Zhang Nanqin came out of the flowered building, he took a deep breath, and a strong sense of autumn came to his nose. He held the cigarette stick like that, taking a sip from time to time. He didn't know where he was. A scent replaced the smell of smoke and penetrated into his nose. He looked up and saw an old man roasting sweet potatoes.

　　Looking at the old man grilling sweet potatoes, he seemed to be back when he was a child. When the old man came back from the battlefield, he always took him to and fro in some alleys on Jing'an Road, because there were many people pushing such small cars. They had old people, Middle-aged people and young people, but everyone has a characteristic, disability.

　　 And these people are all returning from the battlefield. They don't want to trouble the military department, and they don't want to cause trouble for North County. They sell the roasted sweet potatoes that the people love most here.

　　 "The son...Would you like to come here?" The old man saw Zhang Nanqin and asked quietly.

　　 This voice made Zhang Nanqin pull back from his previous memories. He looked at the old man's eyes, although his eyes were muddy and his clothes were plain, but he smelled danger.

　　 He understands that the previous distractions made him miss the opportunity. At this time, he seems to have let go of something, looking extraordinarily relaxed. He smiled: "Come on, I haven't had this taste for a long time."

　　The old man nodded after hearing this, and put on a pair of worn-out armor gloves, reaching into the mud-built stove.

　　Zhang Nanqin said: "Your murderous aura has reached the point of returning to the basics, not bad."

　　 The old man was not surprised, but took out the sweet potato and handed it to Zhang Nanqin: "The son is also very human." After he said that, the turbid eyes in Zhang Nanqin's eyes had a hint of light.

　　Zhang Nanqin didn't panic at all, didn't even look at the surrounding environment. Instead, he stuck the cigarette pot in his back, and gnawed at the sweet potato. If this were ordinary people, he would have burned his teeth and grinned. On the other hand, Zhang Nanqin feels that only this way is delicious.

　　"Among the killers, you are at the end." Zhang Nanqin ate a sweet potato almost in an instant: "It's better than the so-called quack."

　　The old man is already staring at Zhang Nanqin, and it seems to outsiders that he is waiting for him to finish eating. In fact, only the old man himself understood that it was not that he did not want to make a move, but that the opponent had no flaws.

　　 He even believed that as long as he shot, he would definitely die. After this thought came into his mind, he actually had the urge to escape.

　　 The old man moved suddenly, but Zhang Nanqin was faster than him.

　　The old man's hands are claws, and he heads towards Zhang Nanqin's throat~IndoMTL.com~Zhang Nanqin's body is turned sideways, and at the same time his hand is facing the opponent's fist very quickly.

　　 When the palm of his hand was about to collide with his fist, Zhang Nanqin's fist suddenly opened his five fingers, pinched the opponent's hand, and the sound of broken bones made the old man sweat in pain and fell into the ice cellar.

　　A short knife appeared in the other hand of the old man. Zhang Nanqin's hand did not release, but raised it up. The short knife unexpectedly made a deep wound on his arm upstairs and down, and blood was flowing.

　　 "My little master has started to self-harm before he can play well?" Zhang Nanqin said sarcastically.

　　 The old man had fear in his eyes at this time. The moment he handed the sweet potato to the other party, he knew that this business was not easy, and he did not expect that Changping Mansion would hide such a profound person.

　　 If this scene is seen by the real martial artist in Yunzhou, I must be thankful that the old man is still alive.

　　 The old man found that he could not get out of Zhang Nanqin’s magical palms anyway, and finally he had a decisive look in his eyes. A short knife hit his wrist, and a stream of blood spurted out. At the same time, his body turned and turned toward the alley with the help of strength. Escape.

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　　I just saw a comment from a book friend saying that there is only one chapter a day. To my surprise, I thought that not many readers were watching. So at the beginning, two to one chapter a day.

　　Because the entire structure is huge, and there is too much preparation in the early stage, the pace behind it should be faster and faster. So there is little update, forgive me.

　　 The key to this book hasn’t come yet. It’s 70,000 words, which means it’s a bit cool. Investors should be cautious (cover your face)

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