The priest is a loser

In the middle of the night, hidden in a quiet courtyard behind several attic buildings, a swaying light shines through the window screen, and the warm light is scattered on the cold stone steps in front of the door.

Suddenly, someone stepped on the silence of the place, and the shadow of a thin man blocked the light from behind the window screen.

The man held a square locust wood box in his arms, and quickly scanned the surroundings with a pair of naked eyes.

Then, he knocked on the door in front of him.

"Who?!"

Someone in the room shouted in a low voice.

The man hurriedly said: "Someone sent something, saying it was for Patriarch Qin!"

Let the servant speak, and listen quietly to the movement in the house.

There were whispers in the room about what was being discussed.

It seems that there is more than one person inside, the servant rolled his eyes and thought.

Just as he was meditating, the door in front of him opened.

The person who came to open the door was a man in black clothes, the lower half of his face was tightly covered, only a pair of emotionless eyes were exposed.

It must be a shadow guard. Holding the wooden box, he made a conclusion in his heart and stepped into the house.

Except for the dozen or so shadow guards guarding the windows and above the roof beams, there were only two people in the room.

One is the owner of this mansion, surnamed Wu, surnamed Fugui.

He is a typical nouveau riche, with a big belly and wearing gold and silver, and the two touches of plateau red that appeared due to drunkenness on his cheeks make him look happy.

The other is Qin Peibo, the head of the Qin family who fled in fear of crime.

He stood behind the table with his hands behind his back, his expression was haggard but his eyes were sharp. He was 45 years old and had maintained his black hair until this morning, but now it was frosted and white.

During the day, aren't you quite proud?The servant pursed his lips inwardly, walked quickly to the table, and offered the wooden box in his hand with great sincerity: "Patriarch Qin."

Before Qin Peibo could respond, Wu Fugui shyly said, "Brother Qin, who is going to come here specially in the middle of the night?"

Hearing the phrase 'Brother Qin', Qin Peibo twitched the corners of his mouth in disgust, and said with a smile, "Who knows."

I didn't tell anyone the news that I was here, how could someone send a wooden box?Qin Peibo was thinking uneasily, but he didn't intend to reach out to take the wooden box.

The servant leaned over and held the wooden box in his hand, even if he didn't look up, he could feel a sharp gaze staring at him.

As if he heard something, he moved his ears, and a smile flashed across his poor face.

The hands holding the wooden box began to tremble. Seeing this, Qin Peibo slowly relaxed his frown.

"Bring it."

"Hey!" Wu Fugui heard the words, and immediately responded like a dog.The fat body walked around the table, seeing the body of the servant who was shaking more and more violently, seeing the wooden box as if it would fall to the ground at any moment, Wu Fugui stepped forward in three steps, slapped him on the head, and shouted: "damn thing!"

At the same time, the other hand reached for the wooden box.

The servant was slapped by him, and suddenly staggered to the right, and the wooden box fell from his hand.

Wu Fugui's eyes widened and he hurried to pick it up.

'boom'

After all, the wooden box hit the ground, and the contents inside rolled out.

Wu Fugui took a closer look, met the eyes of the head on the ground, and was so shocked that he backed up and knocked over the table behind him.

"Ah! What, what the hell!!"

Qin Peibo took a few steps back, dodging the overturned table, seeing the head rolled out of the wooden box on the ground, his eyes widened in astonishment.

The air in the room is dull, and the warm lights cover the floor, which at this moment is like blood flowing from the head.

Qin Peibo recognized the owner of the head, and took a deep breath, "Qin, Qin Ji...!" This is Qin Ji, the captain of the Qin family's shadow guards, who was sent by him to assassinate Qin a few days ago. Sheng, has not returned yet.

I didn't expect... I didn't expect... to be caught!who is it! ?And about the dungeon!Who is it! !

When he was extremely angry, the door panel was suddenly split open with force, and the shadow guards hiding in the eaves appeared one after another and fell to the ground, protecting Qin Peibo in a safe place with three layers inside and three layers outside.

At the same time, the moment the door panel shattered into several pieces and the debris flew out, the lights suddenly went out, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

Qin Peibo squeezed the hidden weapon in his sleeve and watched all directions.

But suddenly there were bursts of creaking sounds in the deadly still air, like the sound of bones grinding against bones.

There was still no one outside the door.

Qin Peibo breathed a sigh of relief, but was frightened by the sudden sound of clothes being torn apart.

who is it?Who will it be?

Qingheliu family?Could it be that he is still brooding over what happened to Liu Zian back then?

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his vision was about to adapt to the darkness.Qin Peibo closed his eyes, and the sound of a sword cutting through the air suddenly rang out. Qin Peibo just closed his eyes and opened them suddenly, and there was already a man's face in front of him.

"you……"

A cold dagger touched his throat.

The tall man in front of him was wearing the same clothes as the servant just now, but his body and face were no longer that of the servant.

When is it

Qin Peibo's eyes were suddenly cracked—bone shrinking skill and disguise technique!

But in a flash, all the hidden weapons in his sleeves had been handed over, the man raised his lips, and the dagger quickly and ruthlessly wiped his neck, at the same time, there were more than a dozen men in black in the room.

Qin Peibo slapped the man in front of him just as he gathered his inner strength in his palm, and he was also hit hard by Zhen Fei against the wall behind him, causing several cracks in the wall.

The dagger still cut the neck, and the ghostly man was restrained. Qin Peibo covered the blood gurgling from his neck, and scanned the room in horror.

However, seeing that the moves of those men in black were all of Qin's moves but different from Qin's, a person's name flashed across his mind, and Qin Feibo said ruthlessly——Qin Sheng!

No sound came out of his throat.

Ying Yi got rid of the people who stood in front of him one by one, and from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a few figures passing by the window, stabbing the dagger into the enemy's chest with force with his right hand, shouting: "Uncle Chen!"

"Go." In the chaos, a vicissitudes of life sounded clearly and forcefully.

As soon as Ying got the answer, he immediately went after Qin Peibo who was running away.