He was Zhou An's most trusted and most capable guard, and he was pressing the tip of his dagger against his right waist.

This guard was proficient in medical skills, quick-thinking, and meticulous in his actions. Even when Zhou An sometimes took off the veil covering his face, he still refused to show his true face.

Guan Lao didn't know his name, but he knew how powerful this person was. Seeing the other party's sudden attack, he thought that it might be his remarks just now that caused the other party's dissatisfaction, or that the killer who was missing twenty wounded soldiers made Zhou An feel

When it came to betrayal... no matter what, the murderous intent in the other party made him have to resist.

Otherwise, you will definitely die in this man's hands!

He guessed that Zhou An might try to kill him, because in addition to recognizing Boss Ye's token, these killers would only give him a thin slice of noodles in the Sangen Pavilion.

Now that the operation has not even started, Zhou An wants to get rid of him, and the purpose is obvious.

That is the killer who plans to recruit Sangenge and deal with him in advance who dares to question Zhou An's behavior in public.

"If you want to take the old man's life, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

Mr. Guan shouted violently and did not dodge. Instead, he pushed back hard and hit his right waist against the sharp tip of the knife.

Roar!

The sound of metal colliding suddenly shifted everyone's attention to Mr. Guan.

I saw that the cloth shirt on Mr. Guan's body was scratched to pieces by the dagger in the hand of Zhou An's guard.

Guan Laozheng, with a fierce look on his face, picked up the pointed crutch in his hand and swung it towards Zhou An's neck.

The killers were startled at first.

They already know Zhou An's identity well, and they also know that Mr. Guan is not alone. No matter what the reason why Mr. Guan attacks Zhou An, if he succeeds and is discovered by the court, it will be a serious crime that can punish three tribes or even nine tribes.

But when they saw Mr. Guan's crutch sweeping across, trying to restrain Zhou An, they breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thought of taking action to stop him.

Zhou An was the big benefactor who had promised one hundred thousand taels of silver, and Mr. Guan was the old shopkeeper they respected. No matter what the conflict was, it would be impersonal to sit down and have a good chat without shouting about beating or killing.

In addition, the guard holding the dagger was still standing there, with no intention of pursuing him.

This made the killers have to wonder whether Mr. Guan deliberately wanted to give Zhou An a blow and give them a higher pay or something.

"Old Guan, stop it."

"Mr. Guan has something to say."

Just when the killers were preparing to fight, Mr. Guan had already opened his arms. The tip of his crutch was half a foot away from Zhou An's right shoulder, and he was about to turn around and hug him to his chest.

It's too late to say it, but it's soon.

Another guard, who was kneeling on the ground to coax Young Master Ye, threw a throwing knife in his hand.

Duh!

It stabbed Guan Lao's neck accurately.

Guan Lao, who had blue veins all over his body, immediately saw blood flying out and splashing all over the nearby killers. With eyes wide open, he looked at the guard whose tongue was pulled out in shock.

What a dog that bites but never barks!

He never expected that he would die in the hands of this person.

Thump thump…

Guan Lao still had his right arm open when he died. Even though he still took his last breath before dying, he still did not use the blade hidden in the crutch to slash Zhou An's neck vertically.

Faced with the sudden change, all the killers were stunned on the spot and at a loss.

They all glanced at the mute guard who was changing Young Master Ye's diaper and swallowed nervously.

The flying knife just now was so fast and hard that no one among them could catch it.

They thought that Zhou An had to rely on their help if he wanted to kill Ning Wuhao.

Only now did I realize that one of the people around Zhou An could beat ten of them. Those who originally had contempt for him and wanted to speak up for Mr. Guan remained silent and chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Carry it down."

Until half a stick of incense has passed.

No one makes a strange sound like Mr. Guan anymore.

Zhou An then said with satisfaction: "Although Mr. Guan wanted to assassinate me to stop this operation because he was worried about the failure of the operation, he was also thinking about everyone. I don't blame him. Let's give him a good burial."

As early as when Mr. Guan refused his orders, Zhou An felt that the old man's path to death was narrow.

But at that time, he was still thinking about saving Guan Lao's life so that they could jointly control Sangen Pavilion in the future.

But today, before taking action, Mr. Guan still dared to confuse people's hearts, so he couldn't let it go.

He didn't want anyone to hesitate when he ordered the shooting, leaving Ning Wuhuang with a glimmer of hope.

"Thank you, sir."

The killers didn't know why they wanted to thank you.

But they felt that at this time, they must win Zhou An's favor.

Zhou An smiled even more satisfied.

In his eyes, the killers in front of him were not notorious killers, but just a group of vicious dogs.

He has always been experienced in dog training. Killing a Guan Lao who wanted to go against him and taming a group of vicious dogs he heard about was just the first step.

"You don't have to worry about the question that Mr. Guan asked just now. If Zhou Jingxian is really injured by mistake, I have a way to solve it."

Zhou An tore off the hijab on his face, looking confident and flamboyant.

"I promise you this in the name of An Hou and Prince Jin."

About Zhou An’s identity.

It's one thing for everyone to know but not say it.

At this time, Zhou An specifically said it, revealing that their assassination of Ning Wuyan was not only Boss Ye's last wish, but also Zhou An's personal grudge, and even supported by the Jin Palace.

Even though some of the people in this group thought that if something happened, they would most likely owe the Jin Palace a favor, but after looking at Mr. Guan who was lying in a pool of blood, no one dared to raise a voice of doubt.

"Please rest assured, Marquis An, we will fulfill our mission and take off Ning Wuyan's head!"

only……

The eight leaders took another look at Guan Lao's body, which was being carried out by the guards, and looked at each other with some distress.

For an assassination operation of this scale, Mr. Guan, as a scout, usually went to spy on the terrain and guard the person being assassinated. He was always successful and never missed a beat.

And now that Mr. Guan is dead, who will take on this dangerous and important task?

Everyone's eyes fell on the mute guard who had just taken action.

"Anhou, there is something that I don't know whether to talk about or not?"

…

Two days passed by in a blink of an eye.

Ning Wuya coordinated everything and arranged everything.

Jiang Yan, Ning Feng and Yu Zhengrong arrived at the appointed time, along with their close guards and thirty elite vanguard soldiers from the garrison to see them off.

Coupled with the fifty government officials carefully selected by Ning Weiguo and disguised as escort drivers, this lineup is quite domineering.

Ning Feng stood on the spot with a tiger-head sword in his hand, and his aura of one man standing in front of ten thousand men made Ning Wuhuang feel completely safe.

Not to mention, the guard general Yu Zhengrong is also a strong man with strong arms and muscles that are about to pop out. He is in his early thirties and is in his prime.

Look at Zhou Jingxian who is making the inventory with Zhu Xu, and Jiang Yan who is lying on the bullock cart pulling tobacco seeds.

Except for his third brother Ning Wuyi, he felt that everyone who could fight in Jinling was gathered here.

"My dear grandson, which way do you want to go? I can send someone to explore the way."

As an old general, Ning Feng knew the value of ten thousand bottles of perfume, whether he had heard about the killer or not, and how important it was to the wounded soldiers to escort tobacco seeds to Beijing.

Naturally, treat it as an important battle.

Even though Ning Feng is usually a rough man, as soon as he enters a state of combat readiness, his tiger eyes seem to shine. At this time, he doesn't look honest at all.

Ning Wuhuang promptly took out the detailed map of Jiangnan Road and pointed at a road he had already sketched with a cinnabar pen.

"The perfume and tobacco seeds to be transported today are crucial items. In order to ensure that they will not encounter bumps and overturns during transportation, causing the perfume bottles to break or the seeds to be damaged, I think we should take a flat and safe route.

road."
Chapter completed!