MTL - Ultimate Assassin System-v3 Chapter 886 Down and Woodin's Gamble

Clothing stores.

"First Chief ... Chief, how do you ... uh, here it is?" Looking at Rubbing his eyes, the sleepy Tang En walked into the shop, and the waiter at the door was suddenly bluffed. Jumping, also rubbing his eyes, the look came with surprise and joy, it is incredible.

This waitress is the one who received Tang En last time, and is also a side member of Buniel. He knows everything and knows that Tang En may come over today and fall into a trap. But Rao is so. He never expected that Tang En would not even wear a hat.

"Writer ... what is the warrant? A warrant is also needed to deliver the letter?" Tang En seemed to be a little hesitant when he was stopped by this strange-looking waiter. He turned to look at the inner room of the shop, looking for something. Mr. Buniel is here. I'm here to deliver the letter. "

Install! Continue loading! The corners of his mouth were skimmed, and the waitress naturally did not believe Tang En's remarks. But now is not the time to say this, come closer, the alert voice lowered, "Boss, Lord Buniel is waiting in the backyard, please follow me."

"Boss?" He finally heard the title clearly, but Tang En looked even more confused. "Er ... are you mistaken? I'm a messenger, not really a boss."

Ha ha, is it too late for you to talk back now ... Speaking secretly, the waiter finally couldn't help but reached out and pointed at Tang En's face, whispered, "Boss, are you going out ... well, forget Disguised? "

"Pretend ... is makeup? Does this old man need to put on makeup when he goes out?" Tang En seemed to be more confused, and then he thought of something, his face suddenly became bad, and he grabbed the waiter's placket. Aren't you deliberately entertaining me? "

"Uh, what ... no, don't pretend to be a leader. You really don't ..."

"Without your uncle! Alas, it's weird. I sent a letter with a warrant and makeup. Do you want to fight?"

The waiter was innocent, and Tang En was outraged. The two seemed to speak at a completely different level, and shoved, "Damn. What the hell, did you see any guests here? Do you want to do it? It's ... uh? "

Because the plan was too big, Buniel's nerves were tense these days, he felt sleepless, and he didn't dare to reveal anything on the surface. People who were afraid of Tang En or Grey Space would monitor nearby and see what was wrong. After all, it was difficult to face the promised today, and my mood was more troubled, that is, I was afraid that Tang En's failure would cause the plan to fail. I'm afraid Tang En will come over, and I don't know how to face it. Nervously walked a few laps in the backyard and came to the main hall of the shop. I looked up and saw that my men were arguing with people in front of the door, as if they were going to do something.

But then, as his eyes passed over the man's face, his body shook, his eyes glared like a bronze bell, and a grimacing expression on his face, "Tang ... the chief ... the chief ..."

Open your placket. After leaving, the waiter hurriedly walked forward and whispered closely: "Sir, is this the leader of Tang En ... he said he was not, but he was here to send you a letter. Is there really such a person in the world ..."

"Bunir?" The words didn't stop there, and Down looked at Bunier up and down and approached. As if confirming something, "Slightly fat, middle-aged, looks like an adulterer ... you are Buniel, right?"

"Uh……"

"But let me find it, take it, here is your letter! Then ..." You politely threw the letter in your hand. Tang En stepped his hand and poked directly at Buniel's nose, screaming in a rage, "Well, you **** country guys listen to Lao Tzu. Don't think that you can open up a shop with a little money and you can be arrogant in front of me. This is the capital! At the foot of Wang Ting! It ’s not enough for you, foreign fellows to get mad, what **** ... "

After a spittle, Buniel was sprayed on the spot. He wiped his saliva on his face, looked at Tang En's face, rubbed his eyes, stared again, and then turned to look at the waiter. Health, looking at each other, the latter was silent and signaled that he did not know what happened.

"That ... dispelling, dispelling, maybe we are mistaken here, sorry ..." Spreading his hands, regardless of whether or not this person is Tang En, it is always wrong to choose to calm down temporarily, so as not to Cause other customers in the shop to doubt. But when he saw the other person's spitting lips, Buniel's heart twitched, stretched out his hand, and snarled, "Shut up! Don't move!"

"Uh ... I'm a grass!" I stunned, stunned by Bunir's fierce look at this moment, Tang En turned back and was even more angry, just about to raise his hand and fist, his arm was already stepped forward The waitress was firmly locked.

Opening his mouth for scolding, Buniel's fleshy palms have reached his mouth, and he fumbled. He pinched his fingers and lifted up, "hiss—" This Tang En only felt a cold on his face, as if he was picked off instantly. With a layer of skin, the subconscious screams. However, the waiter covered his mouth for a moment and could only sob in a low voice.

Looking at the mask as thin as a cicada in human hands, and then looking up at ‘Tang En’, which became completely strange in an instant, Buniel was pale and pale, his figure was dangling.

With such exquisite and subtle camouflage, except for the legendary Tang En, who has thousands of faces, Buniel couldn't think of anyone else who could possess this skill. And now the other party sent another person in disguise as himself, which shows what ...

Suddenly thought of something, Buniel looked down at the ground, his eyes drifting. Then he stepped back a few steps, and He leaned down to pick up the letter that had just been thrown to the ground, and opened-

""

There is no deposit and no deposit is required. With a bang, Buniel slumped on the ground, his face sweating like rain ...

...

Half a ring, the second floor of the tavern, the oil lamp lights up.

"We were found, or seen through from the beginning ... It wasn't Tang En who came, but a poor general communication, but the height and face were a bit similar to Tang En ... Followed the messenger in the beginning, then stunned the other side in the delivery, and affixed a 'Tang En face' to the messenger's face. Just a thin layer, not even the messenger himself, and no time to notice, because When he woke up, he was already in front of the shop ... "

"That coachman?"

"The driver is fine, he just got ten times the fare and let him walk around the street three times."

"What about the traitor?"

"Alive, but scared and dying. Do you know what he said in the letter-since you have long admired me. Then we will meet sometime."

"I will pretend to be B! If you want to kill someone, let's say it ... Well, what do you mean?"

"Remember what I said before, that Tang En sent someone here three days ago to get the royal court information and information? If you were right, it was Tang En! At that time, the traitor was very enthusiastic and said that he was very interested in Tang En. How to admire, how to admire, and so on, what it means is to want to see Tang En side and seduce him ... now want to come. This is the flaw. He acted too urgent, causing Tang En's suspicion ... "

"What a stupid thing, how could Tang En be so unaware?"

"... Actually, this is what we have negotiated together."

"Uh……"

"Although the intelligence was missing key points, Tang En could not have to come in person and just send a hand to inquire. With the admiration of this traitor. Even if he went back as a joke and told Tang En, It would make him more likely to come here in person ... but who ever thought that the first person who came over would be Tang En himself ... oh, add a snake, and fail! "

"Ha, what did I say earlier? That guy is so slippery, you can't succeed, big brother. Believe it. Haha ..."

Woodin had left Winsling with no worries, and Philip looked at Haita with a bitter smile and remorse, laughing even more heartlessly.

Haita didn't worry, she shook her head helplessly: "It's nothing, I think too much. I just tried it now, and now I fail, well. It's a matter of course."

"Atmospheric!" With a thumb, Philip smiled closer. "Otherwise, I'll give you an opinion? Isn't the traitor dead? With that guy's petty character, it's impossible to let him go ..."

"Don't you know?" Haita glanced at Philip strangely. "Master, they have already gone."

"Uh ... no, don't you go back to the mountain?"

"It's just a guise. Just like we'll be waiting for Tang En over here, Tang En should also confirm whether Buniel is really betrayed here, but we just can't find him. Now the master takes Winsling away from the main entrance. He must be in his eyes. If he waits to kill the traitor later, the master will return a carbine. "

Philipp opened his mouth: "... but, but I was talking about it. How could that guy be so stupid, choose to do it now."

Haita shrugged and said easily: "It's just a try, and for a few days, size is a chance, isn't it?"

"I think you're magical ..."

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If the magic barrier is not magic barrier, leave it alone. However, it wasn't just Philip who was in doubt. He floated in the dark night and followed Buniel who hurried out of the shop and drove away. Wensling also asked Woodin a similar question.

Woodin's answer was affirmative: "He will shoot, and it's just under my eyelids."

"why?"

"Because he wants to prove himself!" Woodin still looked calm, glanced down at the galloping carriage, and said lightly, "This is actually a gamble. He previously said that he would enter the King's castle to assassinate the king, thereby threatening me. Going north. It must be acknowledged that he is not likely to succeed in doing so. But in the final analysis, this is just a matter of talking on paper. So to prove it, it is the best opportunity right now. He knows that I am probably here Around, and if he can successfully assassinate Buniel in this situation, he will naturally be qualified to threaten me. "

Winsling heard the silence and had to admit that the gambling statement is likely to be true. Then he couldn't help but feel sad. What he said before is true, his opponent has always been a master. It's ridiculous that I haven't seen the current situation clearly ...

As if knowing what this close disciple thinks, Woodin said again, "Don't think too much, just as your martial arts talent is far beyond the same generation, and is also envied by most martial arts. This world, never It's a mountain higher than a mountain, and it's normal to have a few wizards and freaks. For example, your master, me, was also called a genius when I was young, but then there was no one who was taller than me. But I arrived Today, the title of No. 1 master on the mainland is on my head ... "

He paused and shook his head. "I hope you can understand that the so-called gods are never given outstanding talents. This is actually a shackle. The uneasy **** just wants to see you embarrassed on the road with a shackle, or . The tragic state of being crushed to death by the yoke! Just like people like hanging a radish in front of their sister-in-law, you don't know, this is very interesting. "

I have to say, whether you want to believe this horrible statement or not. But you all have to admit that with the height of the sword **** standing today, you can really see the essence of some phenomena. Aside from the serious disdain in this discourse, it seems like an interesting example. Bloody enough to be thought-provoking.

For a moment of silence, Winsling bowed respectfully: "Yes, the disciple must keep in mind."

With a casual kindness, Woodin glanced at Winsling and smiled; "A little bit reconciled?"

"... a little bit." Hesitantly, Winsling eventually nodded in acknowledgement. He knew he couldn't hide it.

"Oh, you're better than me." Woodin sighed softly. "You're just a little reconciled, but I'm already scared."

Winsling looked up horribly, shocked and unbelievable. He has now acknowledged that Tang En's opponent is a master, and he is no longer on a level with him. But how could he not have thought that the master was now afraid ... the sword **** was afraid? How can he do this?

Woodin said indifferently: "Don't be so excited. This is a fact. At least when I was this age, he didn't have such strength. Compared to the first time he met now, the speed of his progress is really scary ... if it was According to this trend, if time goes by, as long as he doesn't have an accident, even if I don't grow old, the title of the top master in this continent will be given to him. "

Listening to this hypothetical statement, Winsling could not help secretly relieved. Staring down at the wagon, Shen said, "This is an accident!"

"Oh, you have confidence in me." With a smile, Woodin said nothing. After all, the proper prospect of raising Tang En is a good stimulus for Winsling, but if the stimulus is too much, it is too much.

At this point, the galloping carriage was parked in front of a dark attic. This is a civilian residential area in Nancheng. The people living here are not rich. Naturally, there are not many wonderful nightlife. Except for a few people who like to walk at night on the street, there are basically no people, and the surrounding lights are sparse and dim.

The carriage stopped for an instant. The iron gate of the house was pushed open from the inside, and it seemed like a lame janitor. Buniel hurriedly got out and entered ... Winsling didn't pay attention to this. He knew that the master's perception had always been on Buniel. The master's perception is the most sensitive, not to mention that there is something wrong with the perception of the object, that is, what is blowing around the object, the master can also come instantly.

Of course, Tang En, who is also a master, wants to know this very well. So he doesn't use perception, he can only look around with his eyes ... Wenslin's direction of attention is also here. He is carefully observing all corners around Buniel's house, hoping to find something.

Not long after, Buniel and the lame old man appeared in front of the iron gate again, the latter also pulled a carriage from the yard. But now Buniel has completely changed his appearance, covering his body with an oversized clothes, carrying a bag that should have been prepared for a long time, and always pressing the wide brimmed hat while walking ... and in the dim light, The reason why it can be recognized at a glance, thanks to his extremely recognizable plump figure.

"Well, it's a bit interesting." As if something was found, Wooding suddenly burst out in surprise, and then raised an eyebrow slightly, smirking, "Oh, it seems it's not just us who are ready for failure."

Wensling heard his words and bowed his head subconsciously. Buniel had now stepped on the newly drawn carriage. The man was sitting in the carriage, and the reins passed through the cloth curtain. He seemed to want to drive alone. Then he said something to the lame old man who stood aside, tossed a few coins, and the latter nodded, leaning over and picking up the coins scattered on the ground. It looked a little dark, at this time the carriage had started galloping aside ...

Frowning, failing to see any problems, Winsling couldn't help turning his head to look at Woodin. He waved and pointed down, and Woodin whispered, "Look at it."

When that Buniel drove around the corner of the carriage, he quickly disappeared into view, and Woodin remained still in the sky.

Seeing this, Winsling couldn't help moving, and his gaze refocused on the lame old man. At this time the latter came to the iron gate, closing and locking it with considerable effort. Then he looked at the attic inside, shook his head and sighed, and walked slowly towards the carriage when Buniel came.

Looking at this scene ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ and then think of the coins that were randomly thrown before Buniel left, this lame janitor is undoubtedly just losing his job.

Of course, this doesn't matter. What's important is that Winsling still hasn't found any flaws, which is also clear at a glance. Buniel's body fat cannot be stuffed into the lean and lean body of this lame old man.

Winsling felt that he would be wrong about the master, and swept his eyes towards the dark two-story attic. Could it be that Buniel, who had left by car before, was just a stand-in, in order to divert the surveillance eyes that may exist around, and the real Buniel was still hiding inside?

This is very possible. After all, Winsling did not release his perception. He felt that the man was Buniel just now, and he just judged by his body.

But at this moment, Woodin moved, and waved with the lame old man slowly driving away from below, "Follow up."

Winsling froze and asked, "Is this Buniel?"

………… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please read.)