The night in Chang'an City is silent, and the wind in the winter is even more bitter, blowing through the empty streets. In this weather, even the Jinwu Guards who were patrolling the city at night changed shifts more frequently. The heavy golden armor was worn on their bodies and patrolling outside, and when they came back, they were already frozen.

At night, the lights were always on in the hall on the first floor of Xuanwu, leaving a group of people to watch.

The guy was lying behind the counter for a nap. It was a cold day, and he couldn't sleep deeply in the lobby. When he was half asleep and half awake, he heard some movement outside the door. He was so scared that the guy woke up suddenly, walked out of the counter, arrived at the gate, and looked around.

There was no one else on the entire street outside except the Jinwu Guard who had just been patrolling. The guy shook his head and shook his head.

Maybe I heard it wrong.

After looking at the weather outside, a bright moon was hanging in the air, almost 15, and the bluestone slabs on the street shining reflected a faint light. The guy started to close the lobby, then went to the door again. After checking whether the door was tight, the guy returned to the back of the counter. It was already late at night and could lie on the two wide stools behind the counter and sleep for a while.

One of the rooms on the fourth floor where Xuanwu hugged him was still brightly lit, and Qian Dui accompanied Qian Lai to search the account book of this year's Hou Mansion.

As a businessman, Qian Lai was born with a fanaticism in his account books. Even if he was so late, he would not feel sleepy at all when he saw the account books in his hand.

He also wanted to see how much his son, who had not seen many times in so many years, had grown to this point.

"Dad, it's so late, I'll see it tomorrow, the same will be true." Qian Dui advised that his father's age is not the same as before. He was still looking through the account book in the middle of the night, which is obviously not good for his health.

"It's different. There's still a last year's account book tomorrow." Qian said: "Son, Dad knows that he is old. Dad has learned 10% of the skills. You can't compare to Dad's experience."

Qian Lai handed the account book to Qian Dui: "Look at this batch of goods..."

Qian Dui was yawning. When he heard Qian Lai's words, he wiped his nose and rubbed his sore eyes, and took the account book he handed over to: "What's wrong with this batch of goods?"

"The caravans in the mansion went to the Western Regions and had to pass through the desert, so the consumed materials they had to carry would account for a large part of them...who!" Qian Lai quickly stood up and walked from the desk to the window behind Qian Dui.

Just now, Qian Lai looked up inadvertently and saw that there seemed to be someone outside.

Qian Dui followed Qian Lai to the window and looked at his father. Then Qian Lai returned to the back. Qian Dui suddenly pushed the window out.

"No one?" Qian Lai walked to Qian Dui and looked outside.

As soon as the window opened, a gust of cold wind blew in. As soon as the blow, Qianduo woke up a lot, and the father and son looked at each other.

"No!" Qian Lai shouted, then went out.

"Dad!" Qian Dui followed Qian Lai and ran to the fifth floor with Qian Lai.

"Don't follow me, hurry up and call for people! There are thieves entering the building!" Qian Lai shouted loudly.

Long'er also lives on the fourth floor. When Qian Lai shouted, Long'er woke up from her sleep. Hearing the sound of Qian walking upstairs outside, he quickly got up and put on his coat, took the long knife placed under the bed and rushed out of the room.

Gao Jun in the next room didn't even wear his outer clothes, so he rushed towards the fifth floor in his middle clothes.

Qian Lai ran up the fifth floor and happened to see several men in black rummaging on Xuan Shijing's room. There were many books and papers scattered on the ground.

Although I saw someone in the lobby on the first floor when I came, Is there any of the same guys in black who looked like the same thing in the eyes of these men in black? When I saw Qian Lai coming upstairs, several men in black looked at each other, one of them pulled out the short knife from their waists and ran over for Qian Lai. The rest seized the time to search.

"Dad, be careful!" Seeing this, Qian Dui rushed up and pushed Qianlai away. He used the two or three-legged cat skills to deal with the man in black.

This time, the people sent by the King of Jing's mansion were all masters in the mansion. How could a half-baked guy like Qian Dui be able to fight? As soon as he fought, Qian Dui was thrown aside by the man in black in front of him.

At this time, Gao Jun had already reached the fifth floor, and then he started to deal with the man in black with his light body, and Long'er also joined the battle.

Unlike Gao Jun's bare hands, Long'er's sword skills were passed down from the sword king Zhong Zishuo, the skill in his hand was naturally not comparable to that of people like Gao Jun who are good at beam movements.

The short sword in the assassin's hand was very disadvantageous to the long sword in Shang Long'er's hand. The space on the fifth floor was very large. In such an environment, it would naturally be one inch long and one inch stronger.

Seeing that there were many people on Long'er's side, the remaining men in black put down their things and joined the battle.

In an instant, the battle situation became a one-sided situation.

There are only four people on Long'er's side. It can be said that they do not know martial arts. One is not good at fighting head-on, and only Long'er is left, and he struggles to support him.

There was such a big noise on the fifth floor, so the third floor could naturally hear it. For a moment, all the people guarding the Marquis' Mansion, who were hugging Xuanwu, took weapons and rushed to the fifth floor. There were more than ten people. Those who could be selected by money to send to Chang'an were naturally not weaker in their hands.

These people were all guards arranged in the Marquis' Mansion in Daozhengfang, and they would take turns guarding Xuanwu Huo every night.

As soon as I came up, I saw that the boss lady and Gao Jun had already started fighting with those people and quickly joined the battle.

The money pile standing aside thinks something is wrong, and always feels that something is missing.

Gao Jun and Long'er both came up, where is Shi Hu?

"Gao Jun! Where is Shi Hu?" Qian Dui asked loudly.

Upon hearing this, Gao Jun paused and reacted quickly withdrew from the battle: "He lived in the backyard tonight and said he would repair the carriage by the way."

"Backyard!" Qian Dui suddenly woke up. This group of people obviously had bad people. After going to the fifth floor, how could they let the backyard be left?

"Gao Jun, hurry up and go to the backyard to see how Shi Hu is doing. Find an opportunity to go to Daozhengfang to call someone over! Hurry up!" Qian Dui shouted.

Gao Jun nodded, rushed straight towards the window, jumped out of the window, and landed lightly on the tiles on the fourth floor, then jumped down one by one, landing in the backyard.

The backyard was indeed as if Qian Dui had expected. Shi Hu had already put the two people who had touched the backyard on the ground and sat on the two people in a daze.
Chapter completed!