Ultimate Assassin System

After a few days, early winter, early morning. m.

The windows on the second floor were opened, and the falling snowflakes fell from the sky. I do n’t know when it started last night. Now the snow is completely up. Looking out, the world is pure white. Fortunately, it is inside the city, with towering city walls blocking it. However, there are not many cold winds involved, and the temperature is not too low.

If this weather is in Bran, I am afraid that not many people are willing to go out. But here is the northern desert, so although it is still early days, in the condescending sight, many people have been able to see the activity.

In front of the neighbor's house on the left, several servant-dressed men were cleaning up the snow. One of them looked up inadvertently, and he couldn't help but stand up straight and bow away.

Looking away, there is a rather luxurious building backyard in the north. Through the iron fence, you can see two figures of barbarians wrestling on the snow.

One is an adult man tall and powerful, and the other is a low, honest child. In this snow flake, the two only covered a short animal skin around their waists, covering their entire bodies. Immediately, he saw the adult man grab the child's legs and feet, raised, fell, and slammed ... the sound of falling ground and snowflakes splashing. The child quickly rose from the snow, roared, and swooped up. Then he was lifted again and fell ...

"Hoo ..." exhaled in a white breath. Although it was thin and clothed, Tang En didn't feel much coldness, but the waking consciousness became more sober. Looking at this wrestling more like abuse, Tang En could not help but shake his head slightly, and said to himself, "No wonder Bran soldiers can't beat the North Barbarians. This kind of environment has been such an extreme training method since childhood. There really is a ghost ... "

The voice had just fallen, alas, the door behind him was knocked.

"Come in." Tang En turned around and pushed the door open, and saw a slightly bloated middle-aged woman come in, seeing Tang En bowing and saluting, "Master, breakfast is ready."

"Well, thank you, Jenny, I'll clean up and go on."

"Sir, you don't have to thank me, this is what I should do." Aunt Zhenli bowed again when she heard her words, her expression a little panicked.

"Oh ..." Tang En rubbed his eyebrows when he saw this, a bit of a headache. Immediately pulled up his face and waved his hand, and then the aunt Jane carefully closed the door and left.

"Oh, it's a natural [*] silky life, not a landlord's wealth." With a bitter smile, Tang En shook his head, covered the window with his hand, and went to get the black animal hide hanging on the side.

Three days have passed since the meeting with the Empress. As Tang En, it is naturally impossible to live in the palace castle. But just a short afternoon later, he didn't wait for him to come out of the castle, and the residence was already arranged-it is a majestic double-storey stone building with a basement, tool room, woodland, etc.偌 Large courtyard, the specific location is around the castle.

Needless to say, looking at the surrounding buildings that are also rich and expensive, Tang En knows that his house is in a good location. And not only that, just after he lived in this big oversized stone building, the next day Andre took Zhenli and a dozen other servants to the door, and arranged into the stone building with a smile, taking care of his daily life.

Oh, I forgot to say that Tang En only knew at that time that the original identity of Andre was the royal guard who was responsible for guarding the outer palace of the palace.

From his mouth, Tang En knew that all this was Lansha's arrangement, including the dozens of Bran servants who spoke the words of Bran, including Jane, and apparently thought hard to collect.

But as I said just now, Tang En was really not used to being served by the local wealthy man, and he directly refused. But Andre said that this was His Royal Highness' arrangement, and he was only ordered to act. And talking about what these Bran servants did not do well here. No one in the North is willing to hire them. As Arthur, do you not take care of your compatriots? And they do n’t have to pay you monthly, they are borne by the palace castle ...

Having said all this, what can Tang En say? Can only touch the nose bitter smile by default.

Of course, you have to pay for what you want. Actually, today is Tang Zi's son, and the place is a place called a craftsman's office. As for the work, it is naturally to get glasses and binoculars.

At this point, Tang En's previous solicitation did not require Tang En's consent, and naturally an agreement was reached. No way, Tang En really has no room to refuse, unless he wants to leave Shilou, come to visit the imperial city prison for a few days, and by the way see the penalties of Beihuang ...

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Stepping down the bedroom on the second floor, the servant who was sweeping all the way bowed and said hello, Tang En faced the restaurant stiffly. Don't blame him for being rude, because if he returns, these servants will be scared for a while ...

Among the reasons, Tang En can also think of it. No matter how these Bran people came here, there is no doubt that in this northern wasteland, their identity is at the lowest level of society, and their lives are indeed very bad as Andre said. . Being beaten and scolded is considered light, even if killed, no one will take care of it.

It can be said that these people have now followed Tang En, which is the best result. Not only do you no longer have to worry about food and clothing, you even have monthly wages. And anyway, although Tang En is also a Bran, it is true that he lives in this rich and expensive area. So even if you look at Tang En's face, those people from the north are still afraid to touch them anymore.

In this way, they are naturally very respectful of Tang En's attitude, lest they accidentally annoy him and lose this good job like a **** of light ...

On the table, food with distinctly Bran-style food was already prepared. Golden pasta, scented cheese and slices of meaty upper layer meat ... and so on, are placed in delicate dishes and are placed on one side of the dining table.

Pulling down the chair and sitting down, Tang En pouted as he watched the rich and excessive breakfast in front of him.

Hey, [*] Ah [*], what do you think of Lansha? Are you going to knock me down with these sugar-coated shells? But why are all uncles and uncles who do n’t send me a few seductive loli maids ... Keke, you want to crook, you crook, Tang En, you have to hold on, but you ca n’t fold for the five meters of rice ... Uh, but I'm not Bran, why should I hold on? Hey, think too much ...

For a while, the habit of surname was habitual, and Tang En took the knife and fork and started to move. This Nima does n’t eat anything, and my little master is now a skilled worker who pays for labor.

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About ten minutes later, Tang En leaned back on the chair with his feet full of contentment, and wiped his mouth with a white towel. I have to say that such a superior life does make people want to fall.

At this moment, a heavy footstep came from the door. When Tang En looked up, he saw a barbaric man wearing a slightly bulky armor walking into the restaurant, and surrounding people such as Jane Dasao avoided it subconsciously.

This is also the security guard sent by Andre. Nearly a hundred people are responsible for surrounding security. Of course, there should also be an order to monitor Tang En.

Simple salutation, Dahan copied the very blunt Bran words and said, "Master Arthur, there is an old Bran called Matthewman outside the door looking for you."

"Matthew Man?" Tang En heard a slight whisper, and then stunned. Today is the first time that he went to work in an artisan, and his life is unfamiliar. Andrei had previously said that someone would come to inform him, and it seemed that this was Matthew Man. Hehe, he was intentional, and he specifically found a Bran.

Thinking about it like this, Tang En shook his head with a smile, and got up and said, "Let's go, let's be the first guest anyway."

"Yes!" These guards should have been instructed by Andrei. Jo Mok knows Tang En's strength, so he respects him, at least on the surface.

Through the front hall, out of the empty front courtyard, across the iron fence, Tang En saw an ordinary black shed carriage parked on the side of the door. The door was open, and there was a thin old man in a gray-grey cotton jacket with a foot of white beard.

At this moment, the old man was gazing at the guards in the snow outside the door, with a strange expression, and did not realize Tang En stepping out of the iron gate.

Closer, Tang En heard that the old man was murmuring ‘Royal Guards’. Somehow, he stepped forward and saluted, “Hello, may I ask, Mr. Matthew Man?”

"Yes, uh ... okay, hello." The old man named Matthew Man suddenly felt a shock, and seemed to be frightened, a little flustered, and the old face couldn't help turning red after responding, and said, "Cough, yes Sir Arthur. I'm Matthew Man of the Craftsman, and this time I'm here to take you to work. "

You ... Tang Enwen grinned at this honorific and said with a smile: "Her Matthewman, you are very kind. You and I are from Bran. I ’m new here, I do n’t understand anything, and I would like you to take care."

"Hehe, it should, it should ..." Matthew Mangan responded with a smile and glanced again at Tang Han's armor next to him, his eyes can not help but shrink, a little awe.

Tang En was so keenly observant, and when he saw this, he glanced at the Han armor, but there was nothing special about it except for a wolf head on the armor.

Then the two chuckled a few words again, but because Matthewman's attitude was always a bit lenient, the atmosphere was a bit cold. That Matthewman seemed to realize this too, and Suo ended his conversation and proposed to go to the craftsman's office.

Tang En naturally will not oppose, and is preparing to word the same ride with Matthew Mann, so as to learn more about the condition of the imperial city, so that he can plan for the future. At this time, the big man who had been following was pouting loudly and shouting,

Beep ...

As soon as the howling fell ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, the sound of crisp horseshoes was heard.

Around the corner of the iron gate, four horses with pure white fur and light blue eyes, blue eyes like jasper, and silver hoofs tread lightly and gracefully. Immediately, behind the two grooms also wearing wolf-head armor, a carriage with pure black body, crystal windows shimmering with glazed lights, and a golden-colored wave-like mysterious decoration decorated the top.

Tang En and Matthew Man's expressions were stunned at the same time. He looked at the gorgeous carriage slowly and walked beside him.

The big man on the side explained, "Master Arthur, the time is a little tight, and your carriage is not ready yet. So His Royal Highness Lansha temporarily lent you the carriage of His Highness Tiwu."

The voice had just fallen, alas ... The pure white horse snorted and had a high head. The variegated old horse in front of Matthew Man's car couldn't help but walk a few steps to the side, like an angry little daughter-in-law.

Looking back, Tang En turned his head to look at the face of Matthew Man, who could not help but touched his nose, grinning bitterly: "Is Nima ... too high-profile ...

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