"I thought the master would look at me. I didn''t expect that he just sent an assassin in the master''s realm..."


    "Did he forget that just last night, I opened the underground palace alone and let half of the capital move."


    Gu Changan has the right to talk about all this proudly.


    "I don''t know."


    "I only know how to use money to eliminate disasters for others."


    "The national master''s residence has raised me, so I can only do what he asks me to do."


    Youth road.


    With that, he took out two short knives from his sleeves and held them in his backhand.


    The two men faced each other, tit for tat.


    Beside him, there was a woman on the brothel, leaning against the railing.


    In this way, he looked down at the two people who were about to duel, looking a little indifferent.


    The young coachman had seen it here more than once, and every time he came, he was covered with blood.


    If you kill people, can''t you kill them more cleanly?


    The woman complained in her heart.


    As a woman on the ground floor of wanqinglou, what she needs to do on weekdays is these chores. There is no pity from the guests.


    The young man began to come here last winter.


    At that time, he had just entered the capital with a green face.


    The first place to go to the national master was here, and the first person killed was in this building.


    It was still raining heavily that day, and the blood was quickly washed away.


    In the WAN brothel, a little girl hesitated for a long time, but she rushed over and gave him a towel.


    Then every time he killed, she was sent to clean the scene.


    Over time, he became her only guest.


    The relationship between them has gradually changed from strangeness to tacit understanding.


    The little woman doesn''t know who he killed this time, but the towel and bucket are ready. At that time, she just needs to go down and flush the blood, and he will take the body away.


    That towel is used to wipe sweat. Do you have to take a rest after work? So she also prepared a herbal tea, not bitter.


    He often says that life is too hard and doesn''t like hardship.


    OK, the people below finally started this time, but this time the situation seems different.


    The young man held the short knife tightly. His body was like a ghost, and the tip of the knife was like a poisonous python. He waited for the opportunity to swallow Gu Changan at any time.


    The latter''s complexion doesn''t change. Start with a long knife and cut it directly!


    The young man was instantly shot off, hit on the carriage and swayed.


    Although he got up quickly, the blood at the corners of his mouth could not be covered up.


    "Does the national master have a grudge against you or what? Why did he send you to die?"


    Gu Changan approached step by step, and the young man in front of him looked dignified. He no longer looked like a fool.


    "The national teacher said he would let you die."


    "But he knows you can''t kill me."


    "I know now..."


    The woman in the brothel looked straight at the two people on the ground. Although she couldn''t see clearly, it seemed that the situation was not as good as before.


    The man killed opposite seems to be going to kill him in turn.


    The woman is a little nervous.


    But it''s not that I''ve never experienced this before.


    Once the murderer hid several assassin guards in the dark.


    The battle was extremely embarrassing. The young man didn''t have a good skin and flesh all over his body, and even the bones of his right hand were broken.


    But fortunately, there was a left hand. It was with it that the young man cut off the windpipe of the last enemy.


    Finally, the body really had no strength to take care of. It was the woman who carried him into the carriage one by one with the disgusting blood.


    The time they spent together was not long, but it was not short.


    The feelings between each other did not develop into children''s love. They were more like two mole ants in the capital, snuggling together in exchange for some warmth.


    The woman was still imagining that the young man suddenly burst up and cut the man''s throat with a knife.


    But the situation was not what she wanted.


    The young man didn''t burst up, but he was beaten all over, and even his hand holding the short knife trembled slightly.


    "You are a war, not a killer."


    Gu Changan Road.


    He figured it out, but the young man didn''t.


    The latter is used to licking blood on the tip of the knife and has the consciousness of facing death at any time.


    But he didn''t expect to die here one day as his home slaughterhouse.


    The most important thing is


    He knew that on the tall building next to him, a pair of small eyes would stare at the battle as the only onlooker on the battlefield.


    Young people also know that they can die, and it is not a pity to die.


    The death of a groom in the capital is no greater than stepping on an ant.


    "What''s your name? After you die, if no one stands a monument with you, I can ask my men to bury you."


    Gu Changan Road.


    In the final analysis, they are all poor people, but the poor people who are swords and swords are still cute when they die.


    "No... someone erected a monument for me."


    With a little strength, the young man looked up at the brothel. Although he couldn''t see anything, he felt peace of mind inexplicably.


    "That''s good. In fact, as a war letter, whether I kill you or not, you have completed your goal, but you don''t like others to live after they want to kill me."


    "People always have to pay for some of their choices, don''t they?"


    Gu Changan said, the true Qi beside him was vividly displayed, giving the youth the last trace of despair.


    If I had known so


    The young man thought half and stopped thinking powerlessly.


    Even if he had known so, he had to rush up like the moth fighting the fire.


    He is a knife. Even if there is a ridge ahead, he will try to cut it.


    No matter what the consequences are, this is the sad part of being a man''s sword.


    The woman above the brothel opened her stunned mouth and covered it with one hand, trying not to cry.


    Her eyes reflected that the only guest she had relied on downstairs was cut off by a knife.


    The smell of blood filled the air, and the smell seemed no different from those who died as usual.


    Gu Changan looked up.


    Just because a young man can''t see doesn''t mean he can''t see.


    From the beginning of the battle, the woman has been looking at it. Until now, she finally closed her eyes painfully.


    Gu Changan left the place without expression.


    The carriage and the jujube red horse, which had long been used to the smell of blood, were left in place.


    It seems that the young man forgot to drink water for the horse in the morning. His rough tongue licked the blood on the ground and drained the last bit of value that the former owner could bring him.


    The woman ran down like crazy and fell down the stairs several times. When she finally reached the path, her clothes were messy and her hair was loose.


    His big bloodshot eyes stared, more like ghosts than young people.


    She just ran.


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