Ultimate Assassin System

The hustle and bustle will eventually come to an end!

After two days of dark waves, it was noon in Songhai City.

The weather conditions were not very good. Although it was not considered to be a million miles of dark clouds, looking up it looked gloomy and gloomy, with no sunlight at all, making it very gloomy and depressing. If things continue like this, they won't be able to escape even if it rains at night.

However, this did not affect the atmosphere below. With Songhai City Nancheng Square as the center, countless people crowded in from all directions, noisy and noisy, and the atmosphere here was quickly heated up.

It's like a grand festival, a ceremony, or welcoming the arrival of a big shot... In short, at this time, probably after lunch, more and more citizens are coming here like fish smelling the smell of spices. They gathered and filled every corner of the square.

Anger, excitement, suspicion, and a slightly distorted expression due to faint excitement...the faces have different expressions. Of course, what is more important is the expression of watching the excitement, which is indifferent with a touch of excitement.

Looking from the outside of the square, in the middle of the increasingly lively sea of ​​​​people, there is a sculpture of a tall old man covered in black, holding a code in one hand and a hammer in the other. If the guess is correct, this should be a famous person in Songhai City who was a judge during his lifetime, so he was commemorated by a statue by the citizens... Of course, this is not the point.

The key point is that under the judge's sculpture, there is a simple artificial platform with a black-brown log standing on it, and the surrounding area is covered with dry firewood and dead branches. Around the platform, large groups of guard cavalry who had arrived long ago were maintaining order, shouting angrily and driving the crowded people back to make room for them to come out.

But even so, there are still countless good guys who peek inside from the shoulders of the cavalry, from gaps between them, or from under the gun, and then turn their heads to the back and loudly relay what they saw, as if it was live broadcast...

They are all made of wood, they are all made of wood... When it is ignited later, the fallen woman will definitely be burned together with this one...

Are you sure it's a fire? This worried child is crying and insisting on coming with me to have a look... It's just a fire. Once the smoke starts, you can't see anything. No blood...

What a pity. I heard that woman was quite beautiful. She was nicknamed the Flower of Knight, but she ended up being burned to death...

What's such a pity? Evil heretics should be burned...

Yes, yes...but why haven't you come yet? It couldn't be canceled...

Impossible, just wait a moment... it's quick, it's quick...

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What a spectacular and cruel scene! Knowing that someone will be burned alive here later, so many people come to watch. Oh. And you have a family with you? What kind of mentality...

Even in Nancheng, which is marked by slums, the densely populated square is also a rare commercial and prosperous area, with many high-rise shop lofts erected around it. Now in the east of the square, next to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the three-story clothing store, Philip stuck his head out and overlooked the grand scene of the square. I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh.

You don't have to be afraid of big troubles to watch the excitement. Allen stood quietly and looked at the neighbor's wealthy businessman's youngest daughter, who was now holding Philip's arm with an equally shocked face. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, However, it seems that You also brought your family here.

Uh. This is different. I was forced. If she insists on being curious, I can't help it... Oh, my dear, I was wrong. I invited you here specially. Don't pinch, don't pinch...

The half figure that was leaning out of the window trembled and retracted instantly. Philip comforted the wealthy businessman's young daughter in a rather embarrassed manner and persuaded her to leave. Then he had time to turn to look at Wen Silin, who was squinting at the crowd below, I said, if Tang En doesn't show up today, what are you going to do?

Then let's watch a good show and continue to wait. It seemed that he didn't notice anything unusual. Wensilin looked away and glanced at Allen, Of course, I may have to ask President Allen to help with the invitation.

Allen looked unmoved. No anger, no surprise. After all, since you have become a prisoner, you must become a prisoner consciously...

But Phillip narrowed his eyes when he heard this: I seem to have said that Allen is my friend.

Haha, I will definitely take care of your Phillip's friend. Then, how about asking the elder of the Josiah family to come forward? Wen Silin chuckled and said casually, Choose one of the two! I've already come, you can't let it go Should I return empty-handed?

I don't mind. Philip turned to look out the window, put aside his usual playful smile, and said calmly, Wen Silin, don't try to violate my bottom line.

Wen Silin looked at Philip in surprise when he heard this, as if he was meeting him for the first time, and then nodded: Understood. If everything goes well, I don't want to do that... Well, I have always been curious about Bran and the Gray Army. You should be very clear about the relationship between the A graceful woman.”

He waved his hand, Whatever is yours, as long as she is a beautiful woman, she is my Phillip's potential lover... Ahem, I'll just talk about it casually... Looking at Alan's sudden dagger-like gaze, Phillip was a little stunned. He coughed in embarrassment and his eyes were a little wandering, but he happened to meet the suspicious gaze of the young daughter of a wealthy businessman not far away, so he could only look at Wen Silin tensely, I know very well the relationship between Bran and the Gray Army... Maybe you don't know that the Gray Clothes Army and we have cooperated before, and we got along pretty well at that time. Moreover, you are right, I am indeed friends with Tang En. So, since this matter is in my hands, help my friend It’s natural to be a little busy, isn’t it?”

Us? Wen Silin sensitively caught the difference in the partners of Philip's words. It was us, not Bran... he raised his eyebrows, You mean the new nobles... are you still maintaining a cooperative relationship with the Gray Army?

Wen Silin was originally from a hereditary noble family. Although he studied under Wooding, he no longer paid much attention to family affairs. But the two main factions in the royal court, the old aristocrats and the new aristocratic forces, certainly knew about it. They also knew that Philip had a very good relationship with His Royal Highness the Second Emperor and was free among the new aristocratic group.

Are you kidding me? Even if we are willing, the Gray Army who killed the leader of Losa will not agree... Philip shook his head speechlessly, It's just a good relationship. After all, who knows what will happen in the future. It's always good to have multiple escape routes. of.

A retreat? What retreat? This time it was Wensilin's turn to be speechless, looking at Philip as if he were crazy, Do you new nobles think that the Gray Army can defeat Bran?

Haha, I didn't say that. But you can't deny that this is a possibility, right? Moreover, I found that you all underestimated the true strength of the Gray Army. This is not your impression that as long as you are serious, you can defeat it easily. opponent. Now that the Northern Wilderness tribe is about to invade the border, the existence of the gray-clothed army cannot be underestimated. It is hard to say what kind of trouble it will make if you are not careful... Maybe you are right, the gray-clothed army will not It is possible to defeat Bran. But if at a certain critical period of time, the Gray Army and Bran form a stalemate, then these accumulated good karma will be an opportunity for negotiation... Of course, these are all assumptions, just think of me I'm just joking. Just be clear that my help this time is not entirely selfish.

After a moment of silence, Wen Silin still shook his head in disbelief: I still think you new nobles are crazy, there are people who are optimistic about the Gray Army... I will definitely kill Tang En this time, your plan is destined to be empty... …”

I've already said that this will happen in the future, but it's boring to talk about it now. And... haha, although from a personal point of view, I am very dissatisfied with your plan, but if you can really kill Tang En, then It has indeed done Bran a big favor. Shrugging, Phillip said calmly, Do you think no one knew that you secretly brought the master from the capital this time? I'm sure that my old man must know, too. I don’t think much of you either. I just asked you to come over and give it a try. It’s a surprise, but it’s not normal. Anyway, for the sake of the Sword God, you probably won’t die. Learning a lesson is also a gain. So...

After a pause, he patted Wen Silin on the shoulder with a ghostly look on his face, Relax!

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the square outside the window suddenly became lively and noisy. The slightly gloomy and cold atmosphere seemed to instantly rise in temperature.

Oh? Are you here... In the distance, a large group of cavalry in silver-white armor cut through the boiling sea of ​​people like an unsheathed sword, slowly coming towards them.

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(PS: After hesitating for a moment, I decided to write this chapter. I know it will look a bit boring and a bit confusing. But this is a necessary foreshadowing, and there is really no need to save pen and ink.)

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