A New Character Every Month

Zhao Mingfeng still didn't give up, and continued to speak aggressively.

"Why, Mr. Zhao still wants to use force against me, an ordinary person?"

Lin Zian looked at him with a half-smile.

Zhao Mingfeng looked at Lin Zian's handsome face and the extremely disgusting expression in his eyes, he really wanted to use force directly.

But considering the Zhou family behind him, as well as Zhou Yunhan who was protecting his shortcomings, he had no choice but to give up this idea.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can hide behind a woman."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Mingfeng turned around and walked downstairs.

The three plainclothes guards quickly followed.

"Guest, guest, you haven't paid for the food yet!"

The waiter hurriedly chased after him.

"Give you!"

Zhao Mingfeng threw out a tael of silver, covered in soup, and walked out of the restaurant with a stinky face.

Come in good times, and come back in defeat.

Looking at the son-in-law who was eating food and wine again, Xiao Ke couldn't help raising his hands: "Grandpa, you were so domineering just now."

"low profile."

Lin Zian gestured to the food and wine on the table: "If you don't eat it, it will be cold."

Under the gaze of the people on the first floor, Lin Zian finished his meal calmly.

Checkout and go back.

Chapter 170: There Are Assassins

into the night.

After everyone had dinner.

Qu Mingda finally returned to the inn.

As Lin Zian expected, apart from knowing that the murderer is also a profound scholar and proficient in the way of lurking assassination, there is no other gain.

After Qu Mingda reported to him, he went down.

"a bit sleepy."

Lin Zian yawned and was about to go to bed.

He has a feeling that as long as he is determined not to sleep, this sleepiness will disappear from his mind instantly, and it will not cause any adverse effects on his body.

But he didn't intend to drive away the drowsiness in the slightest.

Even with extraordinary power, ancient times are ancient times, and there are very few entertainment activities.

If you don't sleep, you can't do much except count the stars.

"Uncle, let me serve you to bed."

Xiao Ke boldly looked at Lin Zian, his eyes full of expectation.

Lin Zian looked at her budding body and laughed dumbfoundedly.

Xiao Ke's identity is the personal maid assigned to her by the Zhou family, and the other layer is the housemaid.

That is to say, when Zhou Yunhan was inconvenient, the servant girl would serve her to bed.

However, due to many reasons, and the original owner was a bit pedantic, since he became a married woman, not only has he not slept with Zhou Yunhan, but he has not slept with Xiao Ke in the same bed.

"You girl, don't go back to sleep obediently for me."

Lin Zian stretched out a hand and flicked it lightly on her forehead.

"Ouch!"

Xiao Ke covered her head pitifully, and said: "Grandpa, just let me serve you to sleep, Xiao Ke will definitely serve you well."

Lin Zian stretched out his hand again, as if to flick.

"Goodbye, uncle!"

Xiao Ke covered his forehead and quickly escaped.

"This girl."

Lin Zian shook his head helplessly.

He is not a saint, if there is a beauty that fits his own aesthetics, he will never refuse.

But Xiao Ke is only about 15 years old. Although most of them were married at this age in ancient times, Lin Zian couldn't do it.

So small, so guilty.

He is not a beast after all.

After taking off his coat and extinguishing the fire in the room, Lin Zian went to bed and fell asleep.

The night is getting darker.

There was silence outside the inn, only the sound of a little cold wind blowing.

Gradually, the time came to midnight.

It is the moment when ordinary people sleep the deepest.

Outside the inn, a person in night clothes bounced up quickly and landed on the eaves like a feather.

After a few jumps, he arrived outside the window of Lin Zian's room.

The night traveler easily opened the locked window from the inside, then turned over and fell into the house without a sound.

In the quiet air, there was only the sound of Lin Zian's steady breathing.

Ye Xingren glanced at the two figures standing outside the door, then moved lightly, and cautiously came to Lin Zian's bedside, and took out a dagger from the cup.

The dagger was filled with cold light, and in the dim night, one could faintly see a layer of black and purple smeared on it.

"The King of Hell wants you to die in the third watch, who would dare to keep you in the fifth watch!"

The night walker's eyes gleamed fiercely.

Ever since he met Lin Zian in the restaurant, he knew that his assassination in the morning had failed, so he carefully prepared for the attack in the evening.

No one would have thought that the interval between the two assassinations was so close.

If you don't do it tonight, you won't have such a good chance in the future.

In order to prevent another mistake during the day, he had already smeared the dagger with blood-sealed throat poison.

Once this kind of poison touches the blood, it will quickly flow through the whole body, no matter how many miraculous medicines are taken, there is no cure.

call--

Outside the window, there was a howling of cold wind.

Covered by the sound of the wind, Night Walker picked up the dagger and stabbed Lin Zian in the heart.

The movements are accurate and fast as if they have been practiced thousands of times.

clang!

The dagger pierced Lin Zian's heart without hindrance, but it didn't even pierce the skin, so it was blocked outside.

"how is this possible?"

Nightwalker was stunned, quickly picked up the dagger, and stabbed again.

clang!

Except for the clothing being penetrated, the skin was still not pierced.

For some reason, Ye Xingren suddenly felt a sense of panic in his heart.

Taking advantage of another gust of cold wind blowing outside, he gritted his teeth, raised the dagger, and stabbed again with all his strength.

Heart, abdomen, even eyelids.

But still no results.

Not to mention penetrating, even a white mark can't be left.

If it weren't for the weak breathing of the person in front of him, Nightwalker would even think that it was a humanoid puppet made of special metal.

"hu~hu~"

The Nightwalker was breathing slightly short of breath, and his forehead was already covered with fine cold sweat.

Looking at the "target" on the bed again, he was not as calm as he was at the beginning, but instead had a lot of unspeakable fear mixed in his emotions.

Swallowing, Ye Xingren had completely given up the idea of ​​assassination in his heart.

He wondered if the person lying on the bed was a human being.

Night Walker turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly found that his right hand was caught by...

His expression changed, and he immediately used all the profound energy in his body to try to break free, but found that all his strength was like a bull in the sea, and he couldn't shake it at all.

Suppressing his nervous heart, he slowly turned his head to look.

"Where are you going?"

Lin Zian looked at Night Walker with a bright face.

"Let go!"

Ye Xingren immediately slapped Lin Zian's face hard with his other hand.

clang!

Lin Zian was unscathed.