After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

He thought he was peeking, but unexpectedly the other person looked over at him suddenly, and their eyes met briefly in mid-air.

Qianhu raised the corners of his mouth as if he was smiling, but why was this smile so creepy?

Bater was startled and quickly avoided the sight.

Could it be that I have been discovered?

He saw Qianhu waving his hand, indicating that he should follow him, and there was no other warning action. Only then did he feel relieved.

At worst, I could just follow him first, kill the man in a secluded place, and then go find the princess.

Having made up his mind, Bater bent over, holding his stomach, and followed the tall captain out.

No one blocked our way.

He was secretly happy.

Thanks to this thousand households who appeared out of nowhere, he saved himself a lot of trouble.

Otherwise, he might not even be able to get out of the backstage of the theater.

The captain walked very quickly, with no intention of waiting for him.

Just when he wanted to slip away, the other party would turn slightly and glance at him coldly.

Bater gave up the idea and followed the captain obediently. He reached into his boot with his right hand, took out a poisoned ox horn dagger, held it in his hand and covered it with his sleeve.

The road becomes more and more secluded.

Gradually, there was no one around.

Battelle stood up straight, staring at the person in front of him.

In his eyes, the opponent's unguarded back was full of flaws, and he could kill him with one strike.

He was so focused that he forgot that the captain's appearance was so strange. Apart from the captain's attire and the token on his waist, there was nothing to prove his identity.

it's time!

Battelle narrowed his eyes dangerously, drew his blade out of its sheath, and without even a sound of wind, it stabbed silently into the back of Qianhu's neck.

Maximizing killing efficiency is his specialty.

If this strike hits the target firmly, no matter how powerful the opponent's martial arts are, the outcome will be death, there will be no accidents.

Bartel didn't expect any accidents.

If this couldn't kill him, his ashes would have been blown away by the wind long ago.

"Quack-"

The force in his hand failed, and he stumbled forward and lost his balance.

The right hand holding the dagger was clamped by a strong force, followed by a sharp pain of bones being shattered.

Inch by inch, it was crushed.

He could no longer hold the dagger in his hand and it fell to the ground with a clang.

it hurts!

It took all of Bartel's self-control to keep from wailing.

He still remembered that this was in the city lord's mansion and he couldn't attract the attention of the soldiers.

Battelle raised his eyes and met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"who are you?"

He asked in horror: "Why do you do this to me?"

Qianhu looked at him with mockery, laughing at his arrogance and his attempt to distract himself.

He didn't understand what Battelle said, but he roughly understood what he meant.

However, none of this matters.

There was a crisp "crack" sound, which was the sound of Battelle's knee being kicked and broken.

At the toe of his right foot, a sharp knife tip protruded, but it had not yet stabbed out.

How could an experienced assassin only have one weapon?

However, his experience was nothing in front of this captain.

This time, Bartel couldn't hold it in any longer and groaned.

The man confiscated his weapon, grabbed the back of his neck with both hands, and dragged him into the storage room next door as if he was a chicken.

The City Lord's Mansion was a wedding venue, a place where only slaves would be used, and there was no one there.

His wrists and knees, both joints, were completely shattered and he lost his strength. Bartel finally felt terrified.

"Don't!"

He stepped back and begged, "Don't kill me, please don't kill me!"

"Do you want money? I have a lot of money. As long as you let me go, it will all be yours."

Listening to his constant mumbling, Qianhu just found it funny.

It turns out that even the cold-blooded and ruthless bandits can sometimes be so scared that they almost pee their pants.

The man lowered his eyes, looked down at him condescendingly, stepped on his chest, pinned him to the ground, and suppressed all his thoughts of resistance.

"Look, who am I?"

Speaks pure Chinese.

Under Battelle's horrified gaze, he slowly took off his helmet and straightened his hair.

"You, Yan..."

Battelle swallowed the last word and immediately closed his mouth tighter than a clam.

In theory, he shouldn't have recognized him.

"how?"

Yan Changqing increased the force of his foot, causing him to roll his eyes and almost choke.

Battelle used his intact left hand to try to pry the foot that was placed on his chest, but it was in vain.

Yan Changqing squatted down, closing the distance between them, staring at him intently with his eyes, with an intimidating aura.

"Bartel, stop playing dumb."

He said slowly: "I know you recognized me and can understand what I said. If you tell me everything honestly, maybe I can consider letting you live."

Seeing that he had no way to avoid it, Bater took a breath, smiled bitterly, and said in Chinese: "General, if I fall into your hands, I will tell you everything."

If it were someone else, maybe he would still have a chance.

But the person in front of him was Yan Changqing.

Rumor has it that he is unparalleled in wisdom and martial arts, and the best in the world.

When I saw it today, it certainly lived up to its reputation.

He had long known that Yan Changqing had rushed to Hexi to rescue the princess.

However, he did not expect that the other party, a dignified prince with a prestigious military force throughout the world, would actually risk his life and show up in this mere Juyan City.

"explain."

Yan Changqing's words are concise and to the point.

"I accepted a mission that could earn me a lot of money, assassinating the eldest princess."

Battelle thought that if he told the other party the truth about the purpose of his trip, they would let him go.

Unexpectedly, Yan Changqing just raised his eyebrows: "What else?"

"I……"

Bater hesitated for just a moment, and with a dull thud, his left tibia was broken by Yan Changqing's kick.

As the severe pain came, his face turned pale, cold sweat soaked his clothes, and he curled up in pain.

"I'll give you one last chance."

There was not a trace of human emotion in Yan Changqing's eyes, he was extremely cold.

He looked at Bartel as if he were a dead man.

"I said, I said!"

Bater no longer cared about anything else but to save his life first, and he poured out everything he knew like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.

"General, this is really none of my business. It was your Prince Ruyang who hired me to take the life of the eldest princess."

Yan Changqing nodded: "Continue."

"You appeared in the Western Regions a few years ago. Who was with you? Who hired you?"

Even though the pain was unbearable, Bartel was so shocked that he blurted out, "How did you know?"

As soon as he said this, he realized that he had asked a stupid question.

Right now, he is just the meat on the chopping board, at the mercy of others, so he has no right to question.

A quarter of an hour later, Bartel told everything he knew.

He almost fainted several times due to excessive pain, but he held on for fear that Yan Changqing would break his promise.

"okay."

Yan Changqing released his right foot.

Bater's eyes showed joy: "General, can you let me go?"