Iron Cross Fire

On the other side!

Yue Feng was taken out of the palace by several assassins. After avoiding the patrolling soldiers outside, he finally left the royal court and arrived at a hillside in the north.

"Did you catch the wrong person?"

Yue Feng was very depressed at this time. He pretended to be innocent and said, "You want to kill the princess, so what's the matter with catching me?"

To be honest, Yue Feng didn't want to do this, but there was no way. Now his strength has not recovered, so he can only admit defeat for the time being.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The leading assassin frowned and scolded coldly: "We have two tasks, one is to assassinate the princess, and the other is to catch you."

As he said, the leading assassin walked to the grass on the side, fumbled around, and then pulled up an iron chain.

Click...

The next second, accompanied by a vibration, a hidden passage slowly appeared on the grass surface, and a faint light flashed inside.

Fuck...

Seeing this scene, Yue Feng was stunned. The base of this group of assassins was indeed hidden. Who would have thought that there was a secret passage hidden on this remote hillside...

At this time, the leading assassin looked at Yue Feng coldly: "What do you want to say? Wait until you see our leader." As soon as the voice fell, he entered the secret passage first.

"Let's go, don't play tricks on us."

The other assassins pushed Yue Feng to follow. After entering the secret passage, the last assassin closed the mechanism and the entrance closed again.

Huh!

The moment he entered the secret passage, Yue Feng saw the scene in front of him and couldn't help taking a deep breath, secretly shocked.

I saw that there was a different world inside. At the end of the secret passage was a hall, as big as two basketball courts. There were several pillars in the middle, painted red, and wool blankets on the ground.

There were all kinds of furniture around the hall, with exquisite workmanship.

At the innermost position, there was a chair with exquisite carvings. A person sat on the chair, wearing a black robe and a bronze mask on his face. Although he was sitting still, he gave people an oppressive aura.

On both sides below, there were more than a dozen masters, all dressed in black.

The person on the chair was the leader Yan Chengying.

Swish!

The moment Yue Feng was brought in, the eyes of the entire hall suddenly gathered around him.

Facing this situation, Yue Feng was not panicked. He silently observed the person sitting on the chair, and muttered in his heart, is this the leader of the assassin organization?

It turned out to be a woman dressed as a man...

For so many years, Yue Feng has been traveling around the world and has seen a lot. At this time, he can see at a glance that the person sitting on the chair is dressed as a man on the surface, but is actually a woman.

The leader of the assassin organization is actually a woman, which is interesting.

"Leader!"

Just as Yue Feng was muttering to himself, the leading assassin stepped forward and saluted Yan Chengying: "I'm back to report." When he spoke, his voice trembled slightly, unable to conceal his nervousness.

Hmm!

Yan Chengying responded softly and asked: "How is the assassination? Is the princess dead?"

Hearing the question, the leading assassin became even more nervous and quickly knelt on the ground: "Leader, this assassination failed..." The last word fell, and he was already sweating.

Plop!

At the same time, the other assassins also knelt down quickly, lowering their heads and not daring to breathe.

You know, the organization has strict rules. Once the mission fails, it will be severely punished. What's more, the assassination of the princess has failed once before, and it failed again tonight. With the temper of the leader, he will definitely not let it go easily.

What?

Hearing this, Yan Chengying's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he stood up suddenly and looked at him coldly: "What did you say? Failed again?"

In the past few years since the organization was established, no matter how big or small the task was, it had never failed, but this time the assassination of the princess failed again and again. How could Yan Chengying not be angry?

Furious, Yan Chengying said coldly: "Why did you fail?"

"Report to the leader!"

Feeling Yan Chengying's anger, the leading assassin was sweating profusely and carefully recounted the situation. At the end, he tilted his head and looked at Yue Feng and said: "It was him. He used a maid to pretend to be a princess and diverted our attention, but..."

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