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Eight hundred and fifty-ninth chapter good acting

At this point in the fight, the assassins seemed to have no other choice but to wipe their necks with knives. But in fact, it was too late for them to commit suicide. Of course, these people may not really want to commit suicide. Maybe they would just wait.

He has to be captured alive! Otherwise, there might be poison in his mouth, which would be very convenient for him to commit suicide.

The overall situation was decided. Wang Junlin no longer paid attention to these assassins. Instead, he turned around and scanned the attics of the shops along the street. He frowned and said in a deep voice: "There seems to be someone up there. Let's go and take a look!"

Chunqiu Nu didn't say a word, but his figure suddenly flew up, rising and falling, and flew up to the attic like a big bird.

Yang Guang was stunned for a moment, then looked along Chunqiu Nu, then quickly glanced at the lofts on both sides, and then gave Wang Junlin an approving smile.

The assassins were still resisting desperately, but Chunqiu Nu had quickly checked the windows of the two attics, and found nothing so far. Chunqiu Nu flew out of the window, kicked off his legs, and flew to the last window of the attic. However, before Chunqiu could wait,

When the slave approached, the window suddenly burst open, and sawdust flew all over the sky. Four powerful crossbows suddenly stretched out from the dark window, and the dark crossbow arrows were pointed directly at Yang Guang downstairs!

Wang Junlin was shocked. He had never thought that there were assassins in the attics on both sides. He originally just wanted to show his loyalty in front of Yang Guang, but he did not expect that the assassin actually left the last killing move, or that there were assassins in the attics on both sides.

The assassin and the assassin surrounded by Ouchi's guards were not the same group.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Wang Junlin shouted sternly. Before he could finish his words, Wang Junlin was already standing in front of Yang Guang, and Yuwen Chengdu and He Feng were not slow in their movements. They had already protected Yang Guang on the left and right, forming a formation.

In the second human wall, they used themselves as human shields...

Almost at the same moment when Wang Junlin stepped forward, the four powerful crossbow machines on the attic rang out in succession, and the four crossbow arrows shot towards Yang Guang like lightning.

Wang Junlin roared angrily, and danced the Dragon Bird Sword in his hand so tightly that the arrows shot out met the forest of knives, only to hear a few tinkling sounds, and were all shot down by the Dragon Bird Sword.

The first round of crossbow arrows failed. The machine gun in the attic rang again. With a few whooshes, four more crossbow arrows were shot out. The target was still Yang Guang. Even though Yang Guang was protected by a wall of people, the crossbow arrows still shot without giving up.

to him.

With Wang Junlin's current sword skills, these four crossbow arrows were shot down again, but the assassin in the attic still did not give up, and the sound of the machine gun sounded again.

However, their chance is only two rounds.

When the first round of crossbow arrows was fired, Chunqiu Nu flew up. When the second round came, Chunqiu Nu had already floated into the attic. The assassin had no time to shoot the third round. Chunqiu Nu flew into the attic window and took action.

I didn't see the fight inside, but I heard tables and chairs falling to the ground and a few shrill screams in the attic, and then the silence quickly returned.

The figure in the window flashed, and Chun Qiu Nu's expressionless face appeared in the window. He nodded to Wang Junlin. Wang Junlin waved his hand and ordered several blue-clothed guards to rush upstairs to take a look. He had just forgotten to explain to Chun Qiu Nu,

It is estimated that there is no one alive upstairs.

At the same time, the assassins trapped in the encirclement were either surprised or desperate, knowing that they had no chance at all, not even a chance to escape. Now all they could do was to fight desperately, or directly wipe their necks, or pretend to be too late to commit suicide and be captured alive.

Finish what needs to be done next.

But most of the assassins were in despair, and the determination on their faces became more and more obvious. The guards naturally saw it most clearly. Seeing the changes in the expressions on the assassins' faces, the guards secretly thought that something was wrong. The leader of the guards suddenly shouted: "

Don’t let them kill themselves, quickly!”

With a reminder, the guards also tried their best. Yang Guang's order was to survive. If these assassins were allowed to commit suicide on the spot, the guards would be punished more severely. For the sake of their own future and lives, the guards had to fight hard.

So the guards threw down the knives in their hands, gritted their teeth, rushed into the crowd of assassins, and began to fight with them. The assassins had no fighting spirit. The only thing they wanted to do was to cut themselves with swords, but they didn't.

Thinking of the guards rushing over desperately, abandoning their knives and using their fists and kicks, every time the assassins raised their knives to wipe their own necks, the guards' arms and hands would block them just right, or slap the knives away while asking for them.

Committing suicide and saving lives on the other side, a fight turned into such a strange scene at the end.

Soon, the remaining assassins were all taken down by the guards. This result made Yang Guang quite satisfied, but it made Wang Junlin secretly curse these assassins for their acting skills.

The assassins were covered with scars and were tied tightly with ropes by the Ouchi guards. The guards pressed their shoulders hard, trying to make the assassins kneel down, but the assassins looked unruly and kept their heads high.

Wang Junlin frowned and looked at the assassin carefully, but his frown deepened. There were too many traces of these people framing him.

Just when Wang Junlin was thinking about how to get these people into his hands for interrogation, Yang Guang stared at the assassins with a livid face,

"Very good, very good!" Yang Guang looked at the assassin with a cold face and sneered: "I have never encountered an assassination since I came to the throne. Today is an eye-opener. Very good..."

Looking around gloomily, Yang Guang said coldly: "Who ordered you to assassinate me? If you confess now, I can keep your whole body, otherwise I will kill all the nine tribes and cut you into pieces!"

Wang Junlin's face changed slightly, and he was a little worried that these people would start talking nonsense now, but when he thought about it, it would be a good thing if these people said that they were from Feihu Village now, because the meaning of frame-up was too heavy. With Yang Guang's intelligence and suspicion, it would be a good thing.

Won't believe it.

But obviously these assassins are not that simple. After waiting for a long time, Yang Guang certainly didn't wait for the assassins to confess. The six assassins alive didn't even have anyone to talk to. Wang Junlin quietly looked at the assassins' tightly closed mouths, and felt in his heart

But instead, I became more and more worried.

Seeing that his threats had no effect on the assassins, Yang Guang couldn't help but become more and more angry, and said in a deep voice: "Take all these assassins back to the camp!"

At this point, Yang Guang glanced at Wang Junlin, and was about to hand over the assassin to Wang Junlin for interrogation, but He Feng suddenly said: "Your Majesty, these people have strange origins, let me hand them over to this old slave for interrogation!"

Wang Junlin's heart skipped a beat, and he finally understood why Yang Guang suddenly paid a private visit today, and these assassins sent by Yang Su happened to be in Maiji Town. It's just that He Feng, as Yang Guang's most trusted confidant, secretly

How could Wang Junlin, who is in charge of Yang Guang's private intelligence organization, have not investigated this person's information. According to the intelligence, this person has nothing to do with Yang Sudang, and his loyalty to Yang Guang is absolutely no problem.

"It seems that besides Yang Su, a certain noble person in the palace is also eager to deal with me!" Wang Junlin thought of Queen Xiao's face.

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