Folding wings

On the other hand, when it was time for Ren Ji to return to court, he was procrastinating in every possible way, wishing he could roll on the ground lazily, until finally he was kicked out, and then he reluctantly patted the ashes, walked three steps and looked at two steps and went back .Before he had gone far, he thought for a while and waved, "Take two people to go back and watch quietly, I'm afraid that something will happen."

If there are any changes, it’s not just that people don’t follow orders. After all, there are so many people who don’t want this or that. No normal person can bear it.Ren Ji thought about it with a guilty conscience, and it would be more reassuring to send two people to watch over it.

He has been kicking and kicking all the way, but Mo Jihan finally breathed a sigh of relief and settled down in the stronghold to concentrate on arranging and encroaching secretly. The strategy of encroaching secretly is very effective. Dazhai, which has always been unclear to people, gradually became clear, and it really surprised people.

The smooth flow of the past few years has allowed it to develop rapidly, and the number of people has exceeded estimates. There are even some capable people in it who have trained a group of mobs in a well-organized manner, and their combat power is not low. No wonder they dare to compete with the court. The north is rampant and domineering, and this cancer has gradually grown. If we don't remove it, it will definitely become more difficult in the future.

It's just that these cottages are intertwined, and the closer they are to the center, the easier it is to be disturbed, and a single hair can affect the whole body.If you want to win a few more seats as quietly as the outermost ones, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort.

And in the Jiangbei camp, the clues had already been revealed. Nineteen held a few pieces of paper and smiled strangely. 22, who was squatting aside, rubbed his arms. Disgusting."

Nineteen kicked him, "Go, the braid is caught, come as planned. After this time, I must ask the boss for a long vacation to recuperate."

A few days later, the camp became a bit looser. It is said that the matter to be investigated had some clues. After taking away a few people, there was no movement. People were in a state of panic for a while, but seeing that the control was indeed relaxed, It also settled down.

That night, I patrolled as usual. After a few rounds, I saw that the third watch had passed, and it was dark everywhere. Even if the brazier was lit, it seemed a little dim, and there was no one three steps away from the place without lighting.

As soon as the patrol team passed by, a corner of the tent moved slightly, and a figure slipped out from the side.This figure was obviously very familiar with the arrangement of the camp tents and the patrol route. He dodged several waves of officers and soldiers, and slowly reached the edge of the camp.

He walked very attentively and carefully, but he didn't realize that his every move had already been seen clearly in the dark. 22 shuttled nimbly among the branches and tents, as quiet as a bobcat. His eyes were slightly bright, and he was squatting between the branches of the tree to look at the shadow below, muttering to himself: "A good boy can really escape, but grandpa didn't blow the cold wind for nothing these days. After waiting, I'm going to take a long vacation too. Nineteen is even longer!"

The shadow finally stopped at the edge of the camp. He squatted down and searched for a while, then bent over in a rather strange and strenuous posture and walked out. Every step he took was very careful and slow, as if he was afraid of tripping something. , After less than half an hour, it seemed that he had finally finished walking. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even scrambled and ran out for a few steps before stopping to gasp for breath, desperately wiping the cold sweat that was streaming down his face.

However, before he could even catch his breath, a cold palm pinched the back of his neck, and someone whispered next to his ear, and his breath was also cold: "But you made me wait so long."

The cold sweat that had been wiped off with great difficulty flowed all over his face in an instant, and the shadow slipped down with limp hands and feet, and the word "ghost" was stuck in his throat before he rolled his eyes and passed out.

22 shook the limp guy in his hand, dumbfounded: "No way, you're scared to death? Hey, don't die, I caught it after blowing cold wind for so many days, you're going to die nineteen He'll kill me!" After confirming that he wasn't really scared to death, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, "What the hell, you dare to smuggle arms with such courage." He dragged the person away while muttering.

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I'm rolling back to the bird ==|||