Shen Bing took a breath and climbed up to the bookcase hard. The instructor said that this kind of spear hook is still very primitive and will save everyone more effort in the future. The most powerful person in the team can only be used eight times, and it will seriously affect the combat effectiveness of both arms.

Qin Lei strictly limits that no one can use it more than three times a day. What makes the team members incredible is that even if he doesn't seem to have to fight today, he has not lifted the ban.

With the help of special spear hooks, Shen Bing easily got rid of the pursuers. Moreover, according to the route given by Shen Qing, he never encountered any situation of being surrounded or dead ends. Only then did he realize how effective the instructor's calculation course was.

After three jumps, he jumped to the bookcase beside the window, and Shen Bing walked out of the window. There were several patrolling assassins on the eaves, and they pulled their swords to rush over as soon as they saw him. Shen Bing didn't bother him much, ran a few steps on the eaves, and went to the third window to get in. He disappeared in the jungle of the bookcase.

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In the hall, the leader of this operation was paced around several subordinates. It was a shame! As the most promising young officer of the Qin Dynasty at that time, he did not continue his unlimited official career. Instead, he resolutely left the Imperial Guard and secretly joined the Prince's Mansion five years ago. He became a leader of an assassin who was not of rank or even no status. His goal was to train a team that could compete with the Li family's blood spurt.

Over the past five years, he has not waived his duties for a moment, and has not even returned to his home in Zhongdu. He either discussed with the masters invited by the prince, or led the team to train hard. But he didn't feel it was hard, because he believed that every day he persisted, he would be close to success.

The prince trusted him and never asked about the details of the training. In the past five years, the prince, who had always responded to the request of this team, made the request for the first time. The leader remembered the prince's orders word for word: "Defeat Qin Lei cleanly and show him strong strength."

Everyone was excited, and they regarded this mission as the prince's big test for them. Just as the leader said: "Battle the enemy and tell the prince that we are trustworthy."

No one expected that it would be like this. The action started at the end of the Hai Dynasty. Now that Zi Time has passed, only four people have been caught. Two of them were caught when they were warned in the garden at the beginning. Moreover, the people they caught were not very useful. If you can't ask, you can't torture these colleagues tomorrow.

He knew that the fifth prince had the right time, place, and people, and his subordinates were well trained, so the situation would get worse and worse if this continued. He complained in his heart that the prince did not understand military affairs. He was exploited by the cunning fifth prince. Originally, everyone's default was assassination and defense, but now it has become a farce like hide and seek, which makes the assassins unable to exert their strength.

The assassin leader pulled off the masked scar, revealing a square face covered with scars, and under two intermittent thick eyebrows, his eyes were bright. He murmured: "Brother Tie, it seems that your highness is really amazing." A follower next to him, and said in surprise: "No one of the 19 followers of the fifth highness was named Tie."

The leader thought that he had heard that the man had resumed the battle on the front line a while ago. He felt sad and his face changed. After a while, he said firmly in his heart: "I am not as lucky as you, and I will never have a chance to be glorious in this life. But I will not lose to you."

He said to his followers: "Get everyone together." Then he walked to the table and thought about the structure of the library that the prince gave him while drawing.

A quarter of an hour later, he came to the two hundred assassins who were neatly lined up. Five years of hard work really made his team an iron army. Although he was tired for an hour and a half, and despite being hit by the unsuccessful sense of loss, under the two hundred masked black scarves, there was no trace of depression, discouragement, helplessness and other negative emotions in the two hundred pairs of eyes.

In fact, it is more appropriate to say that those are two hundred pairs of emotions.

The leader said without nonsense, "Divid it into ten teams, each with twenty people."

With the sound of footsteps rubbing against the ground, two hundred assassins formed ten teams, each with twenty people. Their movements were no slower than Qin Lei’s guards.

The leader looked at his subordinates with some satisfaction. He knew that he could not catch the enemy. First, the rule limit, otherwise a fire would work better than anything else. Second, his leader's dereliction of duty has nothing to do with his elite subordinates.

He ordered the ten people standing in front of the team: "Now change the tactics. Let's start step by step from the first floor. Teams A and B are still patrolling the rooms on the first floor. As long as there are no more than ten enemies appear at the same time, they don't have to pay attention to it. The other eight teams are divided into two groups, and in the order I marked on the drawings, block all the windows and vents in these rooms with bookshelf!"

As soon as he ordered the task, even more drums came from outside. He looked at his subordinates and said, "Everyone, there are still two hours left before the rooster crows. Your Highness is waiting for good news for us."

Two hundred people shouted in unison: "Yes!" Afterwards, they took action according to the leader's instructions.

This information was transmitted in the darkness and soon arrived somewhere in the darkness. Qin Lei quietly laid on a bookshelf and grinned at Shi Meng who came to report the news, "I don't know what kind of elm-wood can come up with such a stupid way." The large bookshelf under him was nearly two feet high and three feet wide, and was filled with books. Without more than a dozen or twenty people, it would be impossible to push it.

Shi Meng was overjoyed and lowered his voice and said excitedly: "Then your Highness, think of a clever way to crack it. Brothers, wait for you to come up with a charter."

Qin Lei's face suddenly collapsed and he said depressedly: "Take tricks and make more flaws, and keeping his clumsy cannot be broken. There are so many people in this way, so we can't help but stare at me."

Shi Meng thought about it and gritted his teeth and said, "Those brothers are fighting with them."

Qin Lei kicked him lightly, rolled his eyes and said, "Go with the wooden sword and the wooden sword? If you cut it on someone, they won't fall down. If you don't give it backhand, you will not tell whoever cuts it down then."

Shi Meng said discouragedly: "This is not OK, that is not OK, are you just waiting here to be caught?"

Qin Lei nodded and said, "You are right, wait. Go and tell the team members to go up the second floor. Let those people move the prince first."

Shi Meng took the order helplessly and left.

The noise on the first floor became louder and louder, and Qin Lei turned over and lay on the bookshelf, imagining the feeling of being pushed by the twenty big men downstairs.

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The leader had taken off his Ye Xing's clothes and put them on his right shoulder, pressing his full strength on the bookshelf, shouting loudly. Twenty strong men followed his trumpet and used their strength to push or pull, and finally let the huge and heavy bookshelf slowly move towards the window inch by inch.

Fortunately, the bookshelf was only six feet away from the window, otherwise Shen Bing would not have been able to jump from the bookshelf to the window at that time.

It took less than a quarter of an hour to block all three windows and two vents in a room. One hour was eight quarters of an hour, and the leader had eight groups of people. In theory, one and a half hours were enough to block all rooms.

Every time they closed a room, someone would report it to Qin Lei, and Qin Lei would draw a circle on the floor plan of the house. Qin Lei didn't believe that they could have enough endurance to keep going at this speed.

But he was shocked to find that when the first floor plan had already been drawn, only three-quarters of the hourglass at hand had left. You should know that the first floor has the largest number of rooms, with more than forty rooms.

Even Shen Qing couldn't help but come over and asked Your Highness to think of a solution. This kind of feeling was too bad to wait for the lasso on his neck to get closer and closer.

Qin Lei pondered for a while, closed his eyes and spit out a word: "Wait." and stopped talking.

Shen Qing and Shi Meng on the side looked at each other helplessly and turned back to his post.

Qin Lei thought that since he had decided on the strategy, he should not change it at will. Especially when there was no better way, he sat in the darkness, quietly waiting for the lower-level guards to report the news.

During the second floor moving, the opponent's speed slowed down, and it took more than a moment to close a room. When the second floor was completely blocked, there were still half an hour before the hour of Mao. On the third floor, there were only twenty rooms. As long as the opponent's eight groups moved twice, they would block Qin Lei and the others in the room.

This discovery made the assassins who had been tired all night ecstatic. Although they would be ashamed of the coolie night of their dock when they returned to complete the task.

Assassin is the most technical profession in this era.

But no matter what, the assassins who had left the coolie all night now felt exhausted and their strength returned to their bodies. They actually completed the first round of blockade in a quarter of an hour.

There are fourteen rooms.

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