Zhong Qingye mocked Hong Ying's second question. As an agent, if he couldn't understand the environment around his place of residence, then he might as well kill himself with a single shot and die early. [] As for the first one, he could not understand the environment around his residence.
a question...
"Did Qi Mo drive me out of the car because he knew there would be an attack?" She raised her eyebrows. Although she was returning to Hong Ying's question, her eyes were fixed on Qi Mo.
Qi Mo snorted coldly.
Hong Ying said: "It's just a test, it's not confirmed yet. We received news from a secret whistle saying that there will be a wave of assassination people today and tomorrow. We are just not sure which day it will be."
"Because of the emperor's order, I was temporarily summoned to the palace. You were afraid that Qi Mu would be unfavorable to me, so you had to rush into the palace temporarily to avoid hindrance in your future plans. If the person who wants to assassinate you has any brains, he will not let this go.
This is why Qi Mo kicked me out of the car." Zhong Qingye took up Hong Ying's words and reached out to touch his chin: "Who is the other party?"
Hongying glanced at Qi Mo and saw that he was paying attention to the situation outside and had no objection, so he said: "I'm sure."
"Trash!" Zhong Qingye said rudely: "How can we fight if we can't even investigate the opponent's identity? It's useless!"
Hong Ying was scolded and blinked at Qi Mo. When he saw his cold eyes and unhappy expression, he immediately smartly didn't answer, lowered his head and pulled the cloth on the wound tighter, and said with a bitter smile: "
It’s not that we can’t figure it out, it’s that the scope of suspicion is too large. The emperor, prime ministers, generals, chamberlain ministers, etc. are all likely to take action, and the identity of the other party is well hidden, so there is no direction for investigation.”
Zhong Qingye turned to Qi Mo happily and said: "You are such a failure as a human being!" Although she has many enemies in modern times, she will never be hit on the head. That time at the Ministry of Military Affairs was a complete accident.
Thinking of this, she added angrily: "And it's stupid!"
Hongying broke into sweat and felt that his head hurt more than the wounds on his arms. He dared to call Qi Mo stupid in front of him. This Miss Zhong was really...
"Although this place is a bit far from Prince Rui's Mansion, your people should be here soon." Zhong Qingye continued.
Red Eagle nodded: "Black Eagle and White Eagle have attracted each other's attention. Purple Eagle went back to inform the news. Yellow Eagle was left behind and should catch up soon."
"The time card is good. They can't fight for a long time. If the assassination fails, they will attack soon." Zhong Qingye raised his eyebrows, looking at the injury on Hong Ying's shoulder, and suddenly took two steps forward and grabbed his arm.
Shoulder, before Hong Ying and Qi Mo could react, they suddenly grabbed the broken wooden arrow with wounds and pulled hard.
Hong Ying snorted, his face turned pale, he hurriedly reached out to cover the wound, quickly wrapped the cloth strip several times, and said with a wry smile: "Can't you say hello first before taking action?"
"I'm afraid you are too timid to pull it out." Zhong Qingye threw the broken arrow to the ground and wiped the blood on his hand. Qi Mo suddenly said coldly: "Here he comes!"
At the same time, along with the sound of the rope rattling, a series of footsteps sounded one after another. Although the movements were deliberately gentle, walking on the bluestone in the middle of the night would make a little noise.
They deserved their misfortune to meet a freak like Zhong Qingye. With her ears, she could tell even a mouse walking within a hundred meters. This sound was too obvious.
"There are eighteen people in total, six on the left, seven on the right, and five more in the northwest direction. They should be preparing to go around behind us." Zhong Qingye reached out casually, picked his ears, and said casually: "There are only three of us.
, Red Eagle, the five at the back are for you, and the thirteen at the front are for me and Qi Mo."
Hongying was stunned by her straightforward instructions and looked at her a little worried: "How do you know? Can you deal with it?"
Zhong Qingye rolled his eyes and walked to the other side of the alley. He and Qi Mo were guarding the main entrance, one behind the other and one on the left. Hong Ying touched his head in embarrassment. Seeing that Qi Mo had no objection, he also
I no longer had any objections and turned around to face the back entrance of the alley.
As soon as the three of them were ready, dozens of heavily armed men in black appeared out of the darkness in a dignified manner. Their heads were wrapped in black scarves, their faces were covered with black cloth, and a set of black night clothes was wrapped from the neck to the ankles.
He wore black boots. As for the weapons, Zhong Qingye counted them patiently. There were three daggers, a long sword, a bent bow, and several sharp arrows. It was simply the classic costume of a death squad.
Even though the other party dressed up like this to give face, Zhong Qingye couldn't help but complain. Compared with the standard equipment of modern special operations personnel, these guys are extremely weak!
Just as Zhong Qingye said, there were six on the right and seven on the left. They already knew where they were. They all rushed up in a swarm. Because the alley was narrow, Zhong Qingye pulled Qi Mo back a few steps in a graceful manner.
step so that more of them can come in.
Fighting, as the name suggests, is to use violent methods to harm the health of others. However, Zhong Qingye has a dark belly and is ruthless in one attack. He tilts his head to avoid the stabbing knife, grabs the hand and the wrist, and attacks without mercy.
At the next fold, there was a crisp sound, and the assassin who had engaged Zhong Qingye suddenly turned pale, his fingers lost strength, and the long knife dropped easily.
Zhong Qingye yawned lazily, but he was merciless. He stepped forward and kicked the man's crotch viciously. The man's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and he didn't care about his broken hand.
He was about to cover his lower body, but Zhong Qingye was just waiting for it. Now, he hit the man's acupuncture point on the back of his neck hard with his elbow. The man fell to the ground without even a grunt.
First.
Zhong Qingye chuckled, ducked to avoid the long knife that someone swept across in anger, and rushed in front of that person as fast as lightning. Before the unlucky assassin could react, Zhong Qingye flipped his wrist, and there was a cold light.
Brushed across the man's neck sharply.
the second.
Zhong Qingye's speed was extremely fast. Before the second assassin fell to the ground, she had already rushed behind the third person like lightning. She reached out to wipe her throat from behind with a sinister hand, and her sleeves were splashed with blood.
.
The third.
More men in black rushed in. Zhong Qingye grinned, grabbed the long knife from the pregnant man's hand, and threw it out without thinking. The strong wind was harsh, and the faint moonlight illuminated the flying long knife brightly.
The person who had just rushed in jumped in fright and hurriedly ducked to the side, but he did not want this action to expose his unsuspecting companions behind him.
With a bang, the long knife pierced the man's neck, and the tip of the knife poked out from behind, almost piercing the bridge of the nose of the man behind him.
Zhong Qingye let out a sigh of regret, and ran towards the person she had killed with her sword like a ghost with fierce speed. She only waited for the person behind to open the upright corpse, and the dagger in her hand immediately turned into the sickle of death. In the blink of an eye, the person behind her was killed.
Blooms on people's necks.
Instant kill!
Yossi! The sixth one!
Zhong Qingye finally shook off the blood on the dagger. The man who escaped from her flying knife with good luck lay miserably under Qi Mo's feet and raised his eyebrows. Suddenly there was a strong wind behind him, Zhong Qing
Ye rolled his eyes and suddenly stepped on the long sword at the waist of the man on the ground.