After a while, Tang Feifan returned to his seat and chatted with them. This time he was able to look directly at the woman. Even if the latter was so charming and charming, Tang Feifan only blushed slightly and would not be as nervous as at the beginning. This could reduce one of Tang Feifan's weaknesses. In the future, he could be calm in the face of such things. But this was limited to this level. He glanced back from time to time. Tang Feifan had reason to believe that once she showed her charm, no one could resist it.

"I had a great time chatting with Boss Yimo today!" Gerho clinked glasses with Yimo again. The two of them had no idea how much alcohol they had drunk. At least the air was filled with alcohol, but there was no sign of being drunk. If they were not good at drinking, or they were all martial arts practitioners, and they had real energy to suppress and guide them.

"Sir, drink slowly. There are still some things in my shop, so I will go back first with Tang Feifan." Yimo said toasted.

"Okay, you guys go, I won't send it." Gerho said.

Yimo and Tang Feifan stood up and left. The female servant in the door was in front. When they were baptized by the sounds again, Tang Feifan had no obvious reaction because he had just seen a more exciting scene, and these seemed to be less skilled.

Until Tang Feifan and Yimo got on the carriage, no one took action. At this time, Yimo was already asleep against the carriage. Tang Feifan was bored. When the carriage was moving, he wanted to open the curtains and take a look.

A short blade flashing with cold light stabbed towards his eyes for the time, suddenly and quickly, just like the wind coming after opening the door, silently and unexpectedly. Tang Feifan was shocked. He had been tense of his body to prevent any attack, but was still a little surprised.

However, his reaction was also very fast. He immediately leaned back and escaped the effective distance from the short blade attack, but it was definitely not safe in the carriage. Tang Feifan immediately rushed out from the front, and the carriage master didn't even know what he had given birth.

I saw Tang Feifan step on the edge of the car and use his light skills to get on the roof.

He stood on the roof of the car and looked around. There were many people on the street, and there were no traces of the assassin, and there were no passers-by showing a look of surprise, as if they had never seen the scene just now. Tang Feifan searched for a long time, but in the eyes of others, he seemed a little strange. However, when the coachman saw Tang Feifan's actions, he also held the knife at his waist. He was a carriage and Yimo's subordinate, so he had to pay attention to Yimo's safety at all times.

Tang Feifan only now realized the horror of the assassin, silent, like a shadow invading someone else's body, without a trace of defense. Fortunately, he was quick to react and one of them was on guard. If it were an ordinary person, he should have died now.

As for Yimo, he didn't worry too much. The assassin's target was only himself. Yimo's background was definitely not simple, and the assassin knew it, so he would not attack Yimo. However, if Tang Feifan and Yimo were in the carriage, they would inevitably be a little restrained and hurt Yimo, Tang Feifan would be dissatisfied.

He now exposes himself to the sun, seeking a chance to confront him head-on, but the assassin doesn't seem to give him a chance.

Then, Tang Feifan jumped off the roof of the carriage, sat next to the coachman, and whispered: "Master, no matter what you give birth, you just need to walk forward. Their target is me, and it will not hurt others."

The coachman was vigilant and confused, and a strong sense of crisis surrounded him. He had to protect Yimo. Even though Tang Feifan was Yimo's friend, he did not completely listen to him and remained alert in his heart.

Suddenly, Tang Feifan felt a chill on his legs, followed by a light but rapid pressure, accompanied by an extremely slight friction sound. Tang Feifan raised his eyebrows, pressed his hand on the car board, and raised his legs from the front until he was in an upside down. His perspective rotated and saw the short blade drifting a curve from under the car.

Then Tang Feifan bent his arms, bounced up with force, grabbed the edge of the roof with one hand, and raised his body half a meter. At this time, the wooden board that Tang Feifan had just pressed with his palms suddenly rushed out of a short blade, which was extremely sharp and the wood chips splashed.

The coachman reacted slowly than Tang Feifan and quickly pulled out the knife from his waist.

At this time, Tang Feifan bent down, kicked his feet on the side of the carriage, and rushed out, just in time to get into the abortion.

The coachman quickly stopped the horse and the horse neighed. With Tang Feifan's actions just now, a small riot caused in the crowd around him. A figure rolled out of the car and left in the chaos, no one noticed it.

Suddenly, Yimo was awakened. Seeing that Tang Feifan was not around, he quickly lifted the curtain and asked, "What did you give birth!"

"There was an assassin just now, and he wanted to kill Tang Feifan, but he ran away." The coachman was still holding a knife in his hand.

As soon as Yimo moved his eyes, he saw a thin mark on the carriage board next to the coachman. It was left by a knife passing through it. It could be seen that the knife was very sharp.

"Go to the city lord's mansion right away, hurry!" Yimo shouted.

The coachman immediately waved his whip. The horse was stimulated and ran away like a reins. At the same time, the coachman kept shouting that passers-by would give in. So the people on the streets rushed to both sides and made way for the road. They were unwilling to do so, but if they were hit, the high-ranking officials and nobles would not care at all. If they were not hit, the person who was hit would inexplicably bear the charge.

After Tang Feifan got off the carriage, he rushed into the crowd, turned into an alley, climbed over the wall, and ran away. He knew that someone was chasing him from behind, and unless he ran to the Demon Spirit Porcelain Store, it would be impossible to get rid of it, but it was not a way to escape. It just so happened that his five poisons had been refined, so he could fight back. If the opponent hit his hidden weapon again this time, he could be said to be dead.

Suddenly, a wooden barrel came towards the wall in front. Tang Feifan smashed it with a palm. With the sound of the barrel blowing open, wooden chips splashed everywhere, and a cold light rushed straight to Tang Feifan's eyebrows under their concealment. Tang Feifan's eyes sterned, and he avoided the dagger on one side of his body, but he also punched him. In terms of explosive power, the assassin's explosive power was the strongest, and the short-term attack was infinite. Tang Feifan dared not be hit, so he lowered his right palm and ran his true energy into the palm.

Tang Feifan's palm was holding the assassin's fist. He didn't want to be passive, so he swept across his left leg. At this time, the debris of the wooden barrel had fallen to the ground. The assassin was wearing a white robe and dressed like an ordinary passerby.

However, the opponent quickly broke away from Tang Feifan's shackles. He avoided this kick and instantly swung a knife to slash Tang Feifan's calves. Tang Feifan used too much force to stop his legs immediately. Even if he did some movements, he would be hit by a few blood-transforming darts. If the assassin hit Tang Feifan's leg, he would most likely be hit by a hidden weapon. After the last time, he had learned to be cautious and quickly returned to the knife to block the blood-transforming darts.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!