An assassin? Call me the Master of Raising Prices!

The moon was high in the sky, and there were no clouds to block the moonlight, making the ground unusually bright. Zhao Jue stepped on the dead leaves, his steps were neither hurried nor slow, and he was very relaxed and leisurely.

The embroidered spring knife in his hand was stained with blood, and there was not much bright white.

He took two steps with the knife, stopped and looked at the sky, silently estimating the time in his heart, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You are really patient. I have killed so many people and released so much poisonous smoke, but I still can't see even a first-class one. It's hard..."

That's right, Zhao Jue's purpose of staying behind was not just to cover the rear. He never believed that the so-called "old enemy" in Liu Zhiyuan's mouth could plan such a clear, rigorous and thorough assassination plan.

Among them, there must be someone secretly controlling it.

Therefore, he was very curious about who was behind these rounds of assassinations, and what forces could provide such comprehensive support.

There was firearms in the first assassination alone. Putting aside the strategy and courage for the time being, such a sharp weapon alone is worth exploring. You should know that according to the laws of the Great Qi Dynasty, those who privately possess firearms are regarded as treason, and the lightest punishment is the execution of the whole family.

From this, it can be seen that the person behind the scenes, or the forces that secretly control the assassination, must be able to legally possess firearms.

Combined with the powerful generals who dare to assassinate the first-rank general, there are only three choices: Hexi, Annan and the court.

The difficulty lies in this point. It seems that there is no need for the three to go to such lengths to complicate things. Only a few first-rank generals plus two junior masters are needed, and Liu Zhiyuan will definitely die! Zhao would never believe that Hexi and Annan could not even produce two junior masters and a few first-rank generals.

But why did the three forces want to kill Liu Zhiyuan? He couldn't find a reason.

"I can't figure it out..." Zhao muttered to himself while estimating how far the three of them had walked.

After walking a distance forward, the "rustling" footsteps could hardly be heard in his ears. The moon was about to pass the zenith at this time. Calculating the time, it was about midnight now.

He jumped onto the treetop and looked around. He didn't see many people, and he couldn't sense the true energy from the shadows that moved slightly.

Zhao nodded, "It's time."

Then he jumped off the treetop and put his knife back into the sheath. He took out a shovel from the space, dug a pit of medium size in no time, found dead branches and leaves, lit them with a fire starter, and sprinkled a thick layer of smoke.

The fire in the first pit was getting bigger, and the smoke gradually rose and spread, becoming more and more turbulent and thick.

"Cough cough." Zhao, who was not far from the pit, coughed several times and quickly covered his mouth and nose and ran away.

He moved quickly, and soon there were choking smoke coming out of the forest. The smoke connected into a piece, forming a smoke screen, and the forest seemed to be foggy and hazy.

While the smoke was lingering, Zhao immediately raised his true energy and rushed in the opposite direction of the three people under the cover of the dense forest.

Not long after, the thick smoke in the forest faded, and a carriage slowly drove into the forest. The curtain of the carriage was lifted from the inside, and a young man in a black robe walked down.

Seeing the young man, the masked second-rank assassin ran to him quickly and said respectfully: "Sir, the smoke is too thick, and there are poisonous smoke and smoke hidden in it. I can't keep up. But don't worry, those who are quick have already bitten it."

The young man seemed not to hear him talking, sniffing the smell of the forest by himself, and sighed: "The Jinyiwei is still a bit capable. They thought of the key of smell so quickly. Alas..."

He turned his head to look at the masked man and ordered: "They must have someone to cover them. We don't need to follow them anymore. Just wait for news."

"Understood!" The masked man bowed and replied.

Turning his head and whistling a few times in the direction of the forest, several different whistles were also heard in the forest. Then the young man smiled, turned around and got into the carriage.

"Let's go."

Figures appeared one after another and swept out of the woods.

When the forest returned to calm, Zhao Jue, who was hiding among the leaves, revealed his figure. He stared at the direction where the carriage was going, which was Chuzhou City.

"It's a pity that I didn't hear what he said clearly because I hid too far away." Zhao Jue shook his head slightly, frowned and murmured silently.

He wanted to chase him, but when he thought that he was alone and was not sure about the young man's cultivation and whether there was anyone behind him, he simply gave up.

He went through the young man's face in his mind, but he had no impression. It seemed that he had never seen the young man. He couldn't hear anything about his accent, and he couldn't guess which side he was from.

He sighed, jumped down from the treetop lightly, and put the bodies of several assassins in the space on the ground. He uncovered the black cloth covering his face and checked and searched them one by one, but still found nothing.

The black-clothed masked man had nothing but hidden weapons and weapons he carried with him. Moreover, the bodies had nothing in common, let alone special signs.

There was no way to tell where the people came from.

"Alas..." Zhao Jue sighed again.

Shaking his head, he no longer paid attention to the corpses on the road, raised his true energy and tapped his toes, chasing after the three of them.

Along the way, Zhao Jue was not slow, and his true energy was running to the extreme, fearing that he would be a little slow. But he still chased for almost an hour before he saw the backs of several people.

Zhao Jue was overjoyed, and hurriedly quickened his pace, and caught up with the three people after several jumps. He landed on the horse and greeted them: "You are really not slow! Don't worry, the assassins behind you don't know why, they all retreated."

"Retreat?" Zhuque and Baihu asked in unison.

"Yes, they retreated. Although I don't know the reason, they did retreat."

After hearing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, tightened the reins to slow down the horses, and walked forward slowly.

Suzaku raised his eyebrows and asked in concern: "Did you encounter any danger?"

"No. It's just a pity that we didn't find the person behind the scenes." Zhao smiled.

"Is there anyone else behind the scenes?"

"Nonsense! Not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary officials can't get firearms!" Zhao said with a curl of his lips.

Suzaku lowered his brows and sighed: "Alas...where should we go next?"

"Jiangzhou. I always feel that something is wrong. Let's hide it first and try it." Zhao said in a deep voice.

"good."

The four of them reined in their horses, turned their heads, and rushed towards Jiangzhou. We kept going all the way, and when we arrived at the small town outside Jiangzhou City, the sky was already getting slightly brighter.

I found an inn and asked for four upper rooms. After eating and drinking, the four of them briefly discussed and decided that one person would stand guard and the other two would rest and sleep, and so on.

Without saying a word, Zhao took the initiative to ask Ying to stand at the first post.

In the room, Zhao drank tea with a sullen face. It wasn't until he finished his cup of tea that he stood up, opened the door, and walked to the room where Liu Zhiyuan was.

Standing outside the door, before he could knock on the door, he heard a calm voice coming from inside the door, "Come in."

Hearing this, Zhao didn't mind. He opened the door softly and walked in. He found a chair and sat down, staring into Liu Zhiyuan's eyes with a smile on his face.

"Why did you think of coming to me?" Liu Zhiyuan was stunned by the direct gaze and asked hurriedly.

Zhao didn't hide it, pointed at him with his finger, and chuckled: "There is something wrong with you! Something is very wrong!"

"Especially when you're assassinated on a ship!"

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