Assassinations that occur while walking around in a busy city are the most difficult to guard against.
And this is in Jiannan Daofucheng, just one street away from the Daofu.
Who would have thought that there would be an assassination here, just like no one would have thought that the wise and mighty emperor would be held hostage by a eunuch.
This arrow came with such ferocity that Xiang Yun's scalp went numb, and the arrow hit his ear with a buzzing sound. He tilted his body, and the follower who was following him rushed towards him. Blood splashed on Xiang Yun's face, and the arrow stopped at him.
The double is currently.
The attendant fell limply in front of him.
Xiang Yun grabbed his body, his hands shaking with his heartbeat, his eardrums almost bursting, and the chatter and laughter on both sides of the street came and went.
Escaped.
Only then did the guards on both sides react and surround Xiang Yun. A man had already jumped out of the restaurant, pointing towards Xiang Yun with a long knife in his hand.
The sword's light was dazzling in the sunlight, and the people on the street finally stopped making noise and burst into shouts.
"There's an assassin!"
The street instantly fell into chaos.
Chaos makes it easier to assassinate. Longyou's guards did not fall into chaos. A group of people rushed to both sides to lock the people in the room. One group transformed into an iron wall, and the rest met the oncoming assassins.
The assassin flipped flexibly in mid-air, and the long knife in his hand snaked through the throats, necks and arms of several guards.
There was a clanging sound, and countless swords and spears in the formation were swung, knocking away the incoming long knives.
But the long knife also opened a gap, and the figure rolled to the ground, stabbing Xiang Yun like an arrow with his toes.
With a click, a guard's throat was pierced by a dagger, and Xiang Yun behind him was surrounded again by the guards using this block.
The person who came did not stop, but actually bumped into Xiang Yun with his body. Xiang Yun's five close bodyguards all moved like giant hands to slap the person.
The person who came didn't crash into the palm, but stepped on it and used the force to flip and jump out of the circle formation.
"Don't let him go!" One of the guards noticed and shouted.
But it was still a step too late. The person who came was as light as a swallow. He climbed onto the roof amidst the noise and disappeared after several ups and downs.
The guards dispersed and chased, and the people who were locked up in restaurants and tea shops on both sides were surrounded by guards for inspection. The horses' hooves were chaotic, and the soldiers and horses from the government road also arrived. The streets fell into chaos and chaos, and the chaos spread to all sides.
Xiang Yun stood in the noise, with two guards lying at his feet, both of whom had their throats stabbed. There was no fear on his face, only shock.
One arrow, one sword, one step with the sword. He turned around and left without hitting the three moves. This person only took four steps from the time he appeared to the time he left. His movements were smooth and flowing without any stagnation. He was an assassin, not a dead soldier.
A dead soldier dies with his opponent. If the opponent does not die, he will die. An assassin will not die unless the opponent dies. As long as he does not die, the assassination will continue.
Who wants to kill him? On the street of Jiannan Road, under the bright blue sky and white sun.
"This must be the group that assassinated Yan Mao." Li Min waved his sleeves and shouted, "They were unwilling to kill only Yan Mao last time. Maybe their original target was Mr. Xiang."
The government office was filled with officials and generals, and Master Li San also came back from the entertainment scene after such a big incident.
"This must be the case." Li Fengyao shouted, "It was those remnants of Nanyi who did it. They wanted to kill Lord Xiang."
After Li Fengan rebelled against Nanyi and was killed, it was Xiang Yun who led the troops to deal with the aftermath. The descendants of the Ping family were basically destroyed in his hands. Compared to Yan Mao, Xiang Yun was the most hated enemy of the Nanyi Ping family.
In addition to the generals who thought so, the people in the city also thought so.
"There is some panic in the city." A general with a calm face said, "The assassins of the Nanyi people are so bold."
Li Fengan was assassinated on the battlefield, Yan Mao was in the wild, and now he was assassinated in the city.
"In addition, something has just happened to His Majesty in the capital, and the people are very uneasy." Another older official said solemnly, "It was not like this before when the Governor was away."
After all, one person's accident can be regarded as an accident, but it is different if one person's accident happens one after another.
"We must investigate carefully and catch the assassin."
"This is Jiannan Road, and this is Fucheng."
There were noisy discussions in the hall, and Xiang Yun sat there, seemingly deep in thought and lost in thought, until someone asked, "Master Xiang, what is an assassin like? What is the origin of his skills?"
Xiang Yun looked at everyone with some thought: "He has not covered his face. He is about twenty years old and has a handsome appearance."
Everyone in the hall was surprised. Assassins usually change their appearance in order to hide their tracks. A handsome person is the focus of the crowd and will be remembered when walking on the street, let alone an assassination.
"He is very skilled, but he has not been polished." Xiang Yun continued, "He is not a member of the military."
"There is a fart army in Nanyi." Li Min shouted, "The Ping family raised only servants, and we gave them some guidance in training for a few days."
"The Ping family can also cultivate some so-called capable people and strangers." Someone added.
Xiang Yun didn't speak. He just said the wrong thing. He was distracted and said what was in his heart. He was not talking about people in the army. Of course, he was not talking about Nanyi, but Jiannan Road.
"Don't discuss this." Li Min said, "Third Master, please order us to draw a portrait and arrest the assassin first."
He was asking a question, but in fact he had already given a conclusion. Li Fengyao didn't care about the conclusion, he only cared about asking for instructions in the first half of the sentence.
"Do it quickly." He slapped the table with his big hand and waved to Xiang Yun without Li Min's reminder, "Master Xiang, please stop living outside and move home first. It's safe here."
Xiang Yun thanked him but refused: "Is Xiang Yun a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? I only regret not catching him, and I am just waiting for him to come again."
Yes, it is indeed not the behavior of Jiannan Taoists to hide when encountering danger, and others also agreed.
Only Li Fengyao and Li Min shook their heads.
"You are too concerned about face." Mr. Li San said.
"The third master is right," Li Min said.
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Of course Xiang Yun doesn't want to save face.
"The master suspects that this assassin is from Jiannan Road?" the attendant asked in surprise.
"But this person does not feel familiar to me. I will not be unimpressed by a person with such skills." Xiang Yun thought, he is too familiar with Jiannan Dao, more familiar than the people of Jiannan Dao, and his military and horse habits are special.
As for the skills of the people and even the types of weapons, "perhaps they were arranged by people from Jiannan Road and found from other places outside."
But judging from the reactions of everyone in the hall, it was not a lie.
As for the assassin who is definitely believed to be Nan Yi, it is also because of him. After all, Nan Yi's two assassinations were arranged by him. One could have two, and of course there can be three. Is this like shooting oneself in the foot?
"I have no evidence. This is all my guess. Things have always been wrong. First they excluded me..." Xiang Yun said, turning his head and seeing the chubby face of the attendant in front of him, he stopped talking.
The big chubby face looked a little confused and dull. This was not his personal follower before.
Xiang Yun was silent for a moment: "Is Yu Yu buried?"
Hearing these words, Fatty's face suddenly regained its clarity: "It's buried. Next, I will write a letter to my family to comfort and take good care of his family."
Xiang Yun nodded, he didn't need to worry about these little things.
"Master, do you suspect that someone from Jiannan Road did it? That's why you don't want to live in Li's house." The fat-faced follower cheered up and continued what he said before.
That's not the case either. Xiang Yun looked at this fat face and suddenly lost interest in talking: "Go and arrange Yu's affairs, and write a letter to tell the family not to worry."
The fat-faced follower responded and exited.
Xiang Yun looked at the fluttering door curtain. Not only could he not be locked up in Li's house and become a useless decoration like Mr. Li San, he should also leave Jiannan Road.
The appearance of this assassin was so sudden, so inexplicable and so coincidental that it must be related to Jiannan Road.
The assassin was still wandering outside, waiting for a hit, and then he was presumed dead due to Nan Yi's assassination.
He didn't want to die in Jiannan Road with the result of his arrangement, nor could he use his own life to verify his guess. Without his life, no matter how many calculations he made, no matter how talented he was, it would be empty talk, just like Li Fengan and Yan Mao.
As night fell, the lights in the government office were still bright. Li Min sat in front of the desk and did not handle documents with both hands as usual. Instead, he leaned his chin and looked at the lights in a daze.
For him now, being in a daze is a luxury.
"Where did this assassin come from?" He murmured to himself, "Nanyi is impossible. Could it be related to the eldest lady?"