Dressed as Tang Bohu

"Swipe!" The blood-stained blade in Fu Xin's hand stabbed straight.

Tang Ziwei took a step sideways with a blank face, and stretched out his left hand like lightning, grabbed Fu Xin's wrist and flipped him over, slamming him to the ground!

Fu Xin is a lunatic, he doesn't distinguish between good and bad, he just depends on his likes and dislikes.He can monitor and even assassinate Tang Ziwei because of his acquaintance with Yang Yuanjian since he was a child, and he can also tell Tang Ziwei all the information about Wang Hao without any concealment.

Tang Ziwei didn't know why he made an appointment to come out by himself without telling Yang Yuan, and also told him about Wang Pu's information.But the idea of ​​wooing just flashed in my mind and disappeared.

Tang Ziwei knew very well that Fu Xin's mind was treacherous and changeable. Whether he received his subordinates or stayed with Yang Yuanjian, it was a huge uncertainty.

In this case, it is better to kill!

The dagger in his hand brought a dark light in the darkening night, Tang Ziwei's eyes were cold, showing no mercy at all.

Fu Xin turned sideways, and blocked Tang Ziwei's dagger that stabbed at his neck with his shoulder at the very moment!The sharp blade cut through the clothes and flesh, and the blood splashed.

Fu Xin gasped in pain, but his eyes were even hotter, and there was a look of joy in the corners of his brows and eyes.

There was a gurgling sound in his throat, and the wound on his shoulder did not hinder his movement, but seemed to stimulate his potential.It took only a moment for Fu Xin to fall to the ground, and the next moment he stood up brazenly against Tang Ziwei's dagger, clenched the machete in his hand tightly, and swung it backhandedly!

Tang Ziwei immediately withdrew and took two steps back, the wind of the knife lifted the hair on the side of his face.

Fu Xin opened his mouth to both sides, grinning, raised the machete in his hand, and rushed towards Tang Ziwei.

The distance between the two was less than a foot, and Tang Zi suddenly lowered his body, and his body crashed into Fu Xin's arms from under Fu Xin's arm like a shell, and the dagger in his hand flew forward!

"Pfft!" The thin blade pierced into the heart obliquely from the gap between the ribs, Tang Ziwei twisted the dagger half a circle while maintaining this position, and then let go.

The knife fell down together with Fu Xin's body and fell to the ground, stirring up grass and dust.

"Ugh!!" Fu Xin couldn't help showing a look of pain on his face, and the blood rushed out from the opening made by the dagger, taking away his body temperature and strength little by little.

Before Fu Xin raised his hand down, he tried his best to stretch the machete in his hand towards Tang Ziwei. The blade trembled with his arm, as if it would fall to the ground with a bang in the next moment.

He stared at Tang Ziwei, still grinning, but his eyes showed reluctance, "...Tang Jieyuan is really extraordinary, but it's a pity...it ended too soon..."

The trembling blade approached Tang Ziwei's neck inch by inch, bit by bit, but before Tang Ziwei reached out to stop it, Fu Xin let go of his hand, and the machete lost its strength and fell slumped into the grass. With a "snap", together with Fu Xin's arm, there was no more movement.

Tang Ziwei seldom had the opportunity to see the process of a person's death so completely, so that when he looked at Fu Xin's distorted smiling face, he seemed to be less unhappy.

"It's because you are too weak." Tang Ziwei said in a low voice, looking down at Fu Xin's dilated pupils.

He raised his head calmly, and glanced at the man who had been stunned aside just now.The latter shivered, and hurriedly ran towards a group of people who were still fighting in the distance, and joined the team that wiped out Fu Xin's remaining subordinates.

Xu Jing had been watching Tang Ziwei from behind the haystack. Seeing that this was over, he came out and glanced at Fu Xin's body on the ground, and asked palely, "Do you want to bury him?"

Tang Ziwei shook his head and said: "You put away the valuables on his body and keep the silver. If there are jade or other things, send someone to the Xizhimen side to find a pawn shop nearby. You can get it." Store the silver in that inn in the west city, and let that person remember to cover his face."

"I see." Xu Jing agreed.

The battle over there was also coming to an end, Xu Jing brought a lot of people, but at this moment, there were only five or six people who could stand up.Heisha came from a distance, passed by and threw a few knives, and finished off the rest of the people.

Tang Ziwei asked him, "How about over there?"

"I just left two," Heisha scratched his head, and said, "Shall we go back now?"

"Let's go." Tang Ziwei looked at the mess on the ground, left the carriage to Xu Jing's messenger, and followed Heisha to the city from another road.

After half an hour...

Two figures on horses galloped from the direction of Chongwenmen, passing by the haystack, the two pulled the reins to a sudden stop, looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces.

"The eldest young master only said that he was a little concerned and asked us to take a look. I didn't expect something to happen! You wait here, I'll go and take a look."

The older spies got off their horses and walked slowly through the corpses, picking up or opening something with a sword from time to time, trying to identify the identities of several people.He frowned and walked by, and when he raised his eyes, he saw another corpse in the distance. He tentatively walked over to have a look, and suddenly his face turned pale with shock.

"This, this is Master Fu Xin!"

"What?!" Immediately, the man's heart tightened, he looked around subconsciously, and said, "Who is so courageous?"

The elder spy shook his head and ordered: "The matter is of great importance. You should go back and report to the young master. I will stay here to guard the young master Fu Xin. By the way, see if there are any clues left around here."

"Then be careful!" The spy on the horse didn't delay, pulled the rein after saying a word, turned around and ran straight towards the city.

The rest of the spies watched him leave, and stood guard beside Fu Xin's body, not daring to go far, but searching the vicinity with a solemn expression.

The grass around here was tidied up by Xu Jing's people, and the haystacks were also piled up in piles, which looked normal.The spies only searched for a moment, and saw a young man dressed as a mistress emerging from the swaying grass.He looked clean, but his expression was frightened, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Xiao Er, why are you here? Do you know what happened here?" The spy asked tentatively with vigilant eyes.

"Brother, I'm Young Master Fu's subordinate. I think the people here should all be killed by a young master surnamed Lin!"

The boy's face was tense, and he recounted Heisha's words he heard in the winery.He said again: "Master Lin's subordinates fought with his guards in the wine shop, and they were wounded and escaped. They have a carriage, since they didn't stop here, they must have driven away."

"Lin Zhuo..." The spies chanted the name, remembering that he seemed to have had a relationship with Yang Yuan, his complexion suddenly sank. "I see, I will report the truth to the young master."