Chapter 332: Killing Halfway

(I just got home during the rush hour of returning. Well, let me write a chapter first. Starting from tomorrow, the update will return to normal, oh, no, it will be filled up in a burst!)

In the evening, at the entrance of the tavern.

"Sir, if you stay, send it here. Thank you for your warm hospitality today!"

"Haha, you should. Well, please give more consideration to our proposal... In short, we are sincere in our cooperation."

"Sir, don't worry... Well, by the way, our people have offended a lot today. Sir Simpson's side... is there no problem?"

The harmonious and harmonious farewell scene suddenly came to a halt. Whether it was the new nobles or Difu and the others, they all unconsciously turned their heads to look at a guy with a plain face, looking a little weird.

"Uh... there are no casualties anyway, so the problem shouldn't be big..."

The size of the problem was measured by casualties, and the target was a noble. No matter what he said, Ronald felt that his words were not confident, so he answered hesitantly, and finally passed it off vaguely.

Obviously, this issue is not suitable for in-depth discussion. The new aristocrat didn't have a good impression of Simpson's group. Just now he saw the other party fall into a hysterical state, unconscious and dumbfounded, and he felt a little gloating in his heart. But when he thought that the young man named Arthur who had achieved this effect was the one he was negotiating with, he naturally felt a little bit stressed.

Speaking of which, the scene is a bit strange. Fortunately, it was almost time to part ways. After a few polite words to each other, Josiah and Ronald pedaled away in a tacit understanding.

The tavern where this negotiation was held was in the center of the city. Even though it was evening, the flow of people still continued unabated. Since there are so many people, it is not easy to evacuate in a hidden way.

However, Tang En and the others had already considered this issue, so as soon as they got on the carriage, several vehicles headed towards the city square at the same time, then crossed each other and left in different directions.

Tang En was naturally with Josiah. After several transfers, detours, etc., the two got into Balao's waiting car.

After a moment, he lowered the car curtain and looked away from the back. Tang En turned to Joshua and said, "Okay, it's safe!" Then he opened the door in front, "Ba Lao, let's follow the route we planned before... Well, pay attention. Around."

"Okay! Don't worry, I am a scout. Driver..."

In the carriage, a slightly tired Josiah stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, and then said with some joy: "Building an independent civilian college, tax reduction on a small scale pilot... Haha, today is good, I finally got something."

After a pause, he habitually tilted his head and frowned, "But I still feel a little strange. Although I have given some discounts,... the other party seems to be deliberately trying to please us. Are there any conditions?"

"There should be, Gulu..." Tang En on the side picked up the teapot and drank directly, his voice was a little hoarse, "I came out once during the trip and saw Phillip... Well, he was a little bit in a bad mood, but he still asked me for it. It is a contact point for a secret agency, and it probably serves as a microphone."

The creekside tavern is an important stronghold of the secret agency in Shanxi City. In order to prevent it from being taken over by one person or having no place to stay during the transfer, several other secondary contact points have been set up in the city. This is also true in other cities, the difference is just in size.

"That's it." Joshua didn't care about Phillip's state and nodded suddenly after hearing Tang En's words. This time, the members of the noble negotiation team are obviously opposed to each other, and it is really inconvenient for the new nobles to do something. As Philip was acquainted with both parties and was unnoticed, sending the message through him was naturally the best choice.

After thinking about this, Josiah's previous joy immediately subsided. Obviously, this negotiation has not yet reached the real substantive stage. Then he seemed to have thought of something and glanced at Tang En secretly. He covered his mouth and chuckled: "That's right! Tang, your performance today... Haha, it's very... It’s so powerful!”

After being with Tang En for a long time, Josiah was also used to using these strange-sounding worldly words. After waving his hand, Tang En picked up the kettle again with an indifferent expression: "Isn't this being driven into a fight? Ahem, gulu... It makes my throat spit fire. Now, you know, I am such a person I’ve always been very humble.”

Catching up with each other...humility...Josiah grinned and opened his eyes wide, as if he was listening to some fantasy. How can you make those Simpsons who are so angry that they are about to vomit blood...

The carriage passed slowly and slowly through the lively streets. The surrounding buildings gradually changed from rows of shops to rows of low-rise houses. There were a few oil lamps burning, no pedestrians could be seen, and it was a bit remote and desolate.

It will undoubtedly be much more difficult to track in such an environment. So Balao in front of the car tightened the reins and gradually increased the speed.

In the carriage, Tang En met Joshua's blank gaze. For a moment, he smacked his lips and put down the kettle: "Don't look at me like that... You can't have a personality cult, and don't be obsessed with me like this. I'm really just a legend. ……kindness?"

Before he finished speaking, Tang En's body suddenly stiffened, his lazy expression disappeared instantly, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and they lit up with a blade-like light.

At this moment, hiss...

The horse neighed in panic, and the car leaned forward, as if it had tripped over something. Then a roar sounded, "Be careful!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The bowstring vibrated and the sharp arrow whistled.

Everything happened in an instant. Tang En was sitting in the carriage and relied on his sensitivity to danger to detect something was wrong. Although Ba Lao is a bit weak in this aspect, he is a scout and has an almost instinctive awareness of the surrounding environment. Normally, the two of them would be able to see something from dozens of meters away. But this time, it was a bit late...

The reason is very simple. Whether it is Tang En or Balao, they are paying attention to the back to see if anyone is following them. But this time the raid was more like someone was ambushing here, with a specially set trap waiting for them to escape.

Bang, bang, bang...

The horses fell and pieces of wood flew everywhere. Sharp arrows struck from all directions at the same time, and the thin car wall was vulnerable to a single blow and instantly shattered.

After a round of arrow rain, there was a pause of less than a second, and the arrows quickly turned around as the light and darkness faded. Boom, boom, boom...the arrow fell on the bluestone floor, making a loud explosion like fried beans.

Some of them shot towards the front of the carriage, where Balao jumped out with the momentum of the carriage and rolled to the ground. Most of the arrows were shot towards the back of the carriage, because there was a figure rolling around on the ground and quickly rising up, moving around like a ghost, avoiding the whistling arrows without delay.

Needless to say, that was Tang En, or to be more precise, it was Tang En who stood out from the bottom of the car, holding Josiah, within the coverage of the first round of arrow rain.

With cold eyes, while Tang En avoided the arrows, his eyes quickly locked on the dozens of figures holding bows and arrows on the surrounding roofs. Then his eyelids twitched suddenly and he yelled, "Go! Go! Go..."

Obviously, this sentence was said to Balao, because after the rain of arrows failed, the shape of the arrows shot was a little weird...

Boom, boom, boom...

When the arrow touched the ground, it shot into the sky like a powder keg that instantly ignited the fuse. The air waves rolled like a tidal wave, and pieces of hard flooring were easily blown away in the face of this explosive force.

"Ba Lao..."

There was a brief exclamation, but it was Josiah who used the firelight to see Balao's figure being blown down into the shadow of the corner by the air wave, and then several arrow branches followed him like shadows... Bang, Tang En's speed reached the extreme , before the air wave arrived, he smashed through the wall of a house on the roadside and rushed in. Without waiting for a pause, he rushed inside again, smashing several walls in succession.

After a pause, Tang En put down Joshua, turned over his hand, flashed the dagger, and said quickly: "They are coming for us, you go rescue Balao, be careful, there are magic-breaking arrows!"

Not many people know that Josiah is a magician, and most of them are insiders of secret agencies. But there were clearly traces of magic-breaking arrows in the first round of arrow rain just now. It was obvious that this group of people was coming for them.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang En jumped out of the window on one side, kicked on the window lattice, grabbed the eaves and climbed up. He looked around a little and saw that the rain of arrows had stopped. Dozens of figures over there were carrying various weapons and were heading this way. They pounced on him, clearly intending to pursue them to the end.

"Interesting..." murmured in a low voice, a flash of evil flashed in Tang En's eyes, and he silently stepped on the roof tiles and ran towards the west.

As if he had timed it right, a strong man in black had just turned the corner from there when he saw a black shadow in front of him. Even faster than this, there was a cold light wiping his throat...

"Here...uh, hiss..."

The warning sound was short and urgent, followed by a series of meaningless words about "leak". After staggering a few steps and missing a step, the man in black fell from the roof with a dull sound.

"Over there, surround us!"

Hearing the noise, the men in black scattered on the roof all turned their heads, and saw a black shadow flashing past the eaves, and hurriedly surrounded them.

Because of the previous ambush, the man in black's position was relatively loose. It could be said that no matter where the man went, he would inevitably be surrounded.

"Down below, stop him!"

Ding ding... bang! The man in black who arrived first saw the black shadow falling towards the alley below, and quickly called to the people over there to get down and block it. But as several weapons clashed and the sound of falling to the ground was heard, when he turned around, there was no trace of the black shadow. Instead, he saw the companion who fell first, with his chest, thighs, wrists... everywhere on his body. The blood was spraying out, and he was dead before his eyes.

"Damn! Isn't he a magician?" The man in black was shocked when he saw this scene. In such a short time, the distance is still so close, the effect in front of you is obviously not something that a magician who is not good at close combat can produce.

"Oh? Who told you..."

With a faint voice, the man in black stirred, and saw a black shadow quickly turn out from behind the blood-spurting companion, and it was in front of him in an instant. Subconsciously, he swung the knife to slash vertically, but missed. Then he pulled out an arc and slashed horizontally, but missed...

"Is there a magician here?"

Retreat, attack, retreat, retreat, retreat... At such a close distance, it was too late to burst out with fighting spirit, let alone answer questions. The man in black originally wanted to distance himself so that the sword could have room to swing. But when he took a step back, the cold light of the blade suddenly filled his sight, so he could only step back step by step.

But just five steps back, the ghostly black shadow instantly cut into his side, slit his wrist, and flew the sword... In just a short moment, before the man in black could figure out what was going on, the defense line was instantly broken, and in front of him, Suddenly, he fell to the ground softly.

Withdrawing his left hand, Tang En looked at the unconscious man in black indifferently: "I will always let you tell me..." After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the man in black who had reached behind the roof, with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth. The figure retreated and fell into the darkness behind it...

…………(To be continued.)