War Paradise

Not long after the guards arrived, the Flame Wind Army, which was responsible for maintaining public order, quickly sealed off the area.

For safety reasons, even though Lin Chi wanted to stay outside and investigate, Shen Wenchong and several other guards were forced to "escort" back to the Flame Wind Palace.

As for the follow-up investigation results, the members of the guard reported to him:

"Lord, we checked the personal belongings of these assassins, and we couldn't find anything to prove their identity. But judging from the skin color, it should come from the deserted sand city."

"In other words, Huangsha City is also eyeing me." Lin Chi blinked.

"No, it's still unclear." The short guard in gray said quickly: "The situation in the deserted city is quite special. This may not be a sign of invasion."

"How to say?"

After Lin Chi asked the question, the guard lowered his head: "The environment in the deserted city is so bad that only a small number of people are allowed to survive. Therefore, many people leave their homes and are scattered in almost all the territories."

"Well, and there are a lot of assassins..." Shen Wenchong's expression was gloomy: "Among the residents who came out of the deserted city, most of them became assassins. I heard that they have established dozens of assassin organizations, and one of them is the most famous. The organization is called the'Brotherhood'."

"So, these assassins may have been hired by others to kill me." Lin Chi smiled.

"Yes, and it's very likely." The short guard nodded: "Although the assassins of the deserted sand city are notorious, they have not invaded other territories for more than ten years. However, the previous lord once said: ' Beware of the country in the desert'..."

"I think his'watch out' should mean something else." Lin Chi said thoughtfully.

After listening to the guard's report, Lin Chi let out a sigh of relief, leaning on the cold metal throne.

—— Own's whereabouts should not be leaked out so easily. Since those assassins have found the position of the lord so easily, there must be an inner ghost in the Flame Wind Palace.

This time the assassin must have been hired by "that person". However, the actions of the assassins were somewhat abnormal.

After the guard who had just reported the situation left, only Lin Chi and Shen Wenchong were left in the main hall. Looking at the loyal guard standing next to him, Lin Chi whispered:

"Don't you think those assassins are weird?"

"Young Master, I really noticed the abnormality." Shen Wenchong said: "As the assassins in the deserted city, they are too unprofessional."

"I think these people are just bait." Lin Chi said that own inferred: "They are not so much trying to assassinate me, but rather they have released a signal: Someone is going to assassinate the lord."

"You should be more careful these days." Shen Wenchong's expression was serious: "I will protect you personally all day long."

"Don't be too nervous, Shen Wenchong." Lin Chi smiled and said, "I don't die that easily."

At present, the soldiers of the Flame Wind Army are searching for "guests" in the deserted sand city. No matter what those assassins plan to do, they should do it within a few days.

What I have to do now is to wait for the poisonous snake lurking in the dark to show its fangs, and then solve the opponent simply and neatly.

...

"Alright, I'm at this age and can't survive outside..."

Some blunt flames and wind reverberated in the dirty alley. An old lady in ragged clothes and dark skin knelt on the ground and begged the soldiers to raise their precious hands. Next to the trash can, there are still half-eaten potatoes.In the face of the old man scavenging waste in the suburbs, the two soldiers were a little bit unbearable, but since they received the order, they still had to do their best to complete it.

"Stand up, Flame Wind City is expelling outsiders, you must leave." The soldier said coldly.

They also just received instructions to expel all residents from the Deserted Sand City from Flame Wind City. Although I don't know what happened, as a soldier, there is no need to ask the reason for the order.

"Please..."

The old lady scavenger knelt on the ground and begged, the position of her right foot should be empty. Seeing that the other party was missing one foot and couldn't stand up, the two Flame Wind Army soldiers looked at each other, and walked up to the left and the other to stand up the old man:

"We will send you out." The soldier said.

"I don't want to go..."

The old lady who had lost one leg was still begging, and the two soldiers quickly realized that her body was extremely thin and only one person needed to support her.

Probably because of long-term hunger, the old man's body is very "light", and the soldier can easily hold her upper arm with one hand. The two ignored the old man's words and continued to take the outsider towards the city gate.

"I have been doing business here for more than ten years, why should I drive me away?"

A bronze-skinned woman cursed with her arms akimbo on the street, and three soldiers were surrounding her, preparing to take coercive measures. Flame Wind City, which had been quiet for a few days, seemed to be in chaos again.

When passing by a group of passers-by, the two soldiers supporting the old man heard the whispering voices in the crowd:

"Have you heard? The attack on the commercial street..."

"It seems that someone is going to assassinate the lord? It is the assassin who hired the deserted sand city."

"What are you kidding about, how could the lord appear there? It must be in the Flame Wind Palace."

Hearing the voices of these people, the old man's body was trembling, and it was shaking more severely. She coughed and questioned the two soldiers who were "seeing off" her own:

"Because of this... you want to drive me away, do you think I am like an assassin? Ah? Look at my hand, can it really hurt people?"

"I'm sorry." The soldier holding the old man's arm lowered his head: "This is an order."

"You can come back in a few days," said another soldier next to him.

That being said, the two soldiers also knew very well that what they said was just a rhetoric to comfort the old man. Now that the assassination of the lord has occurred, in order to prevent the assassins from making another assassination, these deserted sand city immigrants in the city should have been permanently expelled.

"I want to... drink water." The old lady said tremblingly.

"Not now." The soldier refused her request.

"Please let me drink some water, I'm going to die of thirst..." The old man's weak body convulsed slightly, coughing constantly with his back arched.

"..."

Seeing that the old man seemed to be dying, the two soldiers negotiated a few words in a low voice and came to the nearest wooden house and knocked on the damp wooden door.

"anyone there?"

About five seconds later, the wooden door opened to the inside, and what appeared in front of the three of them was a very suspicious-looking figure:

"What's the matter..." A low male voice came from under the opponent's hood.

This person wore a black cloak and a strange big mask on his face, only revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes.

"Are you not feeling well?" a soldier asked in confusion.

"This is... my hobby, hehe." The guy giggled, as if trying to cover up.

Seeing that the residents in the house are extremely weird, the two soldiers who originally wanted to find water for the old lady placed the old lady next to the door and let her body lean against the outer wall of the wooden house.

"Please take off your face, we need to check it."

While the soldier was speaking, he put his right hand on the hilt of the short sword, and another soldier next to him immediately stepped forward and strode into the living room of the house.

Compared with the suspicious homeowner, the layout of the house is quite normal, just ordinary wooden tables and chairs, and a few porcelain vases placed on the wooden table.

However, the faint bloody breath in the house still made the two soldiers feel a little strange.

"Please come in and sit." The man in the hood laughed.

"Take off the hood immediately, hurry up," the soldier urged.

Facing this strange homeowner, the two soldiers had already lost patience. They both drew their swords at the same time, watching the suspicious person's hand movements vigilantly.

"Please calm down, I'm really not a bad person!" The man hurriedly raised his hand to surrender, indicating that he did not have a weapon hidden in his hand: "I'm just an ordinary resident, really."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

A soldier finally lost his patience, and reached out to tear off the mask on the opponent's face——

Boom!

A muffled noise came from behind, causing the two soldiers to turn their heads abruptly.

Then, their eyes widened immediately:

The old lady, who had lost her right leg, stood up for some time, she was leaning against the door, her wrinkled face showing a kind smile.

Before the two soldiers could make other movements, the back of the neck suddenly became hot, the body immediately lost strength, and the five senses began to disappear quickly.

At the last moment when the senses remained, they seemed to hear the voice of the "old man":

"The Flame Wind Army is really..."

"too weak."

The old lady said that she raised her right hand with a wave, and instantly "transformed" into the appearance of a young woman. The light brown leather armor wrapped around her body outlined a pretty good figure.

Two soldiers fell to the ground watching their necks pierced by a silver needle. A scornful smile appeared on her wheaten face:

"Do they care about conscription? How can such a gentleman be a soldier?"

"It is precisely because of this that our plan can be so smooth..."The suspicious person wearing a hood said, tearing off the mask on his face, revealing a rough face, like a pale face soaked in strong acid:

"When will it be finished? The employer wants us to solve it as soon as possible."

"Before the next night, the head of the Lord of Flamewind City will move." The young woman with four braids on her head laughed and kicked the two unconscious soldiers with her foot.

"If it wasn't for you to increase the difficulty, it should have been done just now." The disfigured man sighed.

"The Flame Wind Army is indeed a waste, but their guard is not a rookie. Have you seen the movements of the man in white? We are not his opponents at all." The young woman shook her head, "Don't worry, as long as the ceremony is completed, we Will get the opportunity."

"After the low-level assassins you hired, the guard around the lord must have been tightened." The man stretched out his charred right hand and touched the hole on his face: "It could have been a lower-key solution, it must be more difficult. "

"Ha, this is the real ‘Assassin’!"

The wheat-skinned woman laughed and looked at the two poor worms who fell down on the ground: "No matter what you think, I am going to go down in history!"

"How many times have I said it, the assassin wants to keep a low profile..." The man continued to sigh.

"Ordinary assassins need to be low-key, we are the assassins of the Brotherhood!"

Having said that, the young woman raised a finger enthusiastically and began to "educate history" on her companion: "Do you know? According to my investigation, the original founder of the Brotherhood should be a famous person thousands of years ago. The man named'Bayek'."

"You said it several times." The disfigured man couldn't help holding his forehead.

Ignoring the other party’s complaints, the young woman continued: “But this Bayek is not an assassin. He is the'guardian' of that country. The residents of the entire country know him. I accepted it all."

"So what do you want to express?" The disfigured man stared at his unreliable companion.

"Assassins don't have to be low-key, let alone low-key is not my style of doing things." The woman smiled slightly: "Think about it, if we can sneak into the heavily guarded Flame Wind Palace and assassinate the young lord, we will also in the future. He will become a legendary assassin on the records of the Brotherhood, and he can be buried in the tomb where six legendary assassins are buried after death!"

"I don't want to talk about things after death." The man raised his hand and interrupted the woman's tirade: "Is it okay to finish things quickly? Don't make any extra troubles."

"I know, I know……"

The woman waved her hand irritably, as if she was not fully happy. She bent down, dragged the bodies of the two Flame Wind Army soldiers to the center of the living room, then picked up a porcelain bottle on the table and took out a finely crafted carving from the inside. Knife:

"If you want to play, play the big one, the end of Flamewind City is coming soon!"

As she spoke, the woman again showed a cheerful smile on her face, and took out a crumpled yellow book from her arms. On the cover was a picture of a giant scorpion, and beside it was a line of small words:

"Sand King".

"These two sacrifices alone can really summon the gods of the deserted sand city?" The disfigured man said dubiously, focusing his eyes on the book in the woman's hands: "You are not playing me. Bar?"

"Who said there are two sacrifices, isn't the owner still tied up in the basement? Bring her up and we will have three sacrifices."

"Is there any difference between three and two?"

Although the man was still questioning, he saw that the woman had begun to prepare, so he walked into the storeroom at the back and opened the wooden board leading to the cellar.

The woman lying curled up on the ground was still whispering, her hair mashed into a ball, blood flowing from the wound on her forehead, dyed her original white skin.

Seeing the man's disfigured horrible face, the original owner of the tied up house cried even harder. Looking down at the woman's miserable appearance, the man licked his mutilated lips:

"It's time for you to play, ma'am."

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