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Chapter 102 under the identity of the spy

Everyone was in a stalemate for a while, and a few strong men with rough skin and beards quietly appeared behind the King of Hell. Compared with the black-clothed guards and others, these people obviously did not look like locals. One of them even fucked

An accent that no one could understand spoke to the Black Market King of Hell, but the King of Hell remained unmoved. He only had one goal now, and that was to kill Ye Chen.

"You are talking nonsense. I have been in Annan Road for many years. How could I be an Anli secret agent? Brothers, don't listen to his nonsense. He just wants to delay time so that everyone in the Anjiang Society can come to rescue him." The Black Market King of Hell said angrily.

Ye Chen said unhurriedly: "How do you prove that you are from China?" When Ye Chen saw those people in King of Hell, he was now basically sure that this black market King of Hell was not Chinese at all, even if he was not from Anli.

They must be from other tribes in the north, because it is not difficult to judge from the words and deeds of the few people behind him and the doubtful eyes of the many black-clothed guards looking at them. These men who appear from nowhere must rarely show up on weekdays.

, otherwise everyone would not look at them with such confused and distracted eyes.

Finally, the fat man said: "Sir, who are these?"

The King of Hell knew that this question was going to be bad, because the fat man had been following him for many years. If he had become suspicious, it would be even less likely for the many brothers below to believe that the King of Hell was from China. Everyone must be more inclined to believe that he was an Anli spy.

But the King of Hell is unwilling to give in. He has been lurking for nearly ten years. During these ten years, the King of Hell has been cautious in everything he does, lest he lose everything with one careless move.

The Blood Knife Sect, which is resounding throughout the world, was founded by the King of Hell when he first entered the North China Road. At the beginning, all the members were Anli flying cavalry who broke into the frontier city gate. At that time, the generals stationed at the Anli frontier wanted to create as much survival for them as possible.

Opportunity, a huge amount of manpower and material resources were spent, even at the expense of the entire thousand-man formation, to send their group of well-trained spies into the city, in order to obtain as much Chinese intelligence as possible and prepare fully for the subsequent invasion.

Prepare.

In the past ten years, the Black Market King of Hell has been constantly transporting young boys to the border between Anli and China. As for the purpose, only he himself knows, and even his close followers have at most heard him mention the matter of children occasionally.

Except for these people who cheated from Sun Dacheng

The children who came here also had Chinese antiques, calligraphy and paintings, gold and silver treasures, and most importantly, key information such as people and geography passed back from various provinces in China. Even detailed maps of important county roads had clear hand-drawn drawings. For

These important information materials have always been handled by the secret spies and confidants he brought from Anli, and then transferred to a stronghold in Eastern Xinjiang through secret channels, and then sent back to China thousands of miles away.

No one knew about these horrific actions, which had been carried out secretly for three or four years, and a certain big boss in Eastern Xinjiang played a key role.

The real name of the Black Market King of Hell is Yan Er, and he is the leader of the "Dark Fox", the secret spy organization of An Li State in China. Eleven years ago, that is, the eleventh year of Dahua, An Li Fei rode thousands of horses into Northern Xinjiang. Although An Li Fei survived in the end

There were very few cavalry, but all of them were carefully selected members of Anliguo's secret spy agency. Thousands of cavalry outside the city, as well as thousands of flying cavalry composed of spies who had entered the city at that time, were just for this life.

The number 100 who came down provided cover.

Eleven years ago, the Anli court was in turmoil because of this matter. The conservatives unanimously opposed King Anli's decision, but they could not withstand the coercion and inducement of the young radicals, even if the high priest of Anli Kingdom at that time threatened to die.

Things make up for it.

Yan Er looked at the fat man who was staring at him, and then said after a while: "Anyone who shrinks from the battle will be killed!" There was no explanation, only a domineering attitude. Little did he know that the more he acted like this, the more the brothers below him would doubt his identity.

Someone once discussed Yan Er's appearance and living habits in private, and it happened that the bull-nosed bald Buckluo, a close confidant of the King of Hell, heard it. Within a day, the two people who were talking disappeared, and no one knew whether they were dead or alive. Asked by the villagers,

The answer I got was that I was assigned to work abroad and kept confidential.

When the fat man heard the harsh words of the King of Hell, he immediately shrank his neck and did not dare to look at him again, but he kept muttering in his heart.

Under the command of the King of Hell, there was another wave of brutal fighting, but this time the attack was not as fierce as before. It seemed that many guards in black were deliberately avoiding Ye Chen and Zhi, even if they shouted at the most vicious fat man.

There was no real action. Behind everyone, Yan'er, the king of hell, could only swing his sword to kill the retreating guards, but still no one really stepped forward to fight.

Upon seeing this, the King of Hell turned his nose towards the bald cow and pulled Bucklo

With a wink, the latter immediately pulled out two scimitars from his waist, rushed straight towards Ye Chen and Zhi, and kept saying in broken Chinese: "Give it all to me."

Get away, you bunch of useless pigs." However, everyone dared not speak out in anger, so they could only silently retreat to the side and form a medium-sized circle around the three of them.

Ye Chen stared at the bald man with a bull nose and said, "Chi, are you okay?"

Qi slowly moved to stand in front of Ye Chen, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "This little injury is nothing."

Ye Chen dragged him away angrily, stood in front of him again, and said, "I just asked you how you are doing, and I didn't say I would let you go! I have to try my own limit, and I still think about what I can do in my lifetime."

I have fought against that lunatic you call me!"

The two of them didn't seem to care at all about Bucklo, who ran over and stood there, chatting without saying a word. Buckloo, the bull-nosed man, was so angry when he saw the two of them, he swung his knife and slashed towards Ye Chen's face.

Ye Chen held on to Zhi's arm with his left hand and blocked with a knife with his right hand. He was afraid that he would collapse to the ground if he didn't hold on to something without Bucklo's hand. It wasn't because he couldn't beat him, but because he was really exhausted both physically and mentally.

I have no strength left.

On the street outside the black market, Wang Kaitai walked up to the black-clad guard with a piece of silver and said with a smile: "Brother, I'm really in a hurry. Can you let me out first?"

The guard in black looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them. He put the money in his arms calmly and said with a smile: "It's not that I won't let you go. Even if I let you go, you won't be able to get out of the alley today.

Martial law is imposed at night. This is an order personally given by the Lord. Something big will happen tonight."

Wang Kaitai pretended to be shocked, widened his eyes and said doubtfully: "What's the big deal? Someone from the government is here, right? I'm a wanted criminal, so I can't be caught."

The black-clothed guard smiled and said: "It has nothing to do with the government. I heard that the thorn in Lord Hell's side came to my door tonight. I guess it has been clicked by now." As he said that, he raised his hand and rubbed it on his neck.

He made a motion of wiping his neck.
Chapter completed!
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