"Big Fat Sheep, Big Fat Sheep" Hu Xinzhu smiled happily and leaned in front of the hapless unconscious assassin.
He carefully looked at the other party's face, well, the little appearance is not bad, a very well-proportioned little white face, although it is a bit popular, but it is still very handsome.
Tall and slender, the slender figure is a bit thin, and it is clear that such a figure represents a fighting style with high agility.
The ten fingers squirmed like a spirit snake, and Hu Xinzhu perfectly displayed the body search skills he had cultivated in the Blood Qin Empire.
From the hair to the crotch, from the armpits to the toes, and even the hidden places under every tooth and tongue, all the corners were carefully examined by him.
As the leader of the secret agent of the Blood Qin Empire, Hu Xinzhu has a unique experience in this aspect.
Small blades, small saw blades, extremely thin wires that can easily cut off human heads, as well as short daggers, a few small hand-throwing arrows, and a pack of long needles quenched with poison, and most excitingly, a set of master keys to open doors.
Hu Xinzhu carefully identified this set of master keys, and then whistled involuntarily.
This guy must be a part-time thief, and he is a thief who is not weak.
Because this set of master keys is made of special alloys, it is very lightweight, but it is extremely hard and wear-resistant.
Moreover, this set of thirty-six master keys is obviously a goblin design, produced by dwarven craftsmen, and it is impossible for ordinary thieves to obtain such professional tools.
In addition to this, there are small projectiles that emit thick smoke, potions that release anesthetic gases, etc., and even a packet of powders that can get rid of the spicy taste that the hounds track.
All this means that this guy is a thief for many years, and today's assassination may just be his occasional part-time behavior.
What surprised Hu Xinzhu even more was that from the assassin's belt, he found a very good short sword.
The two-foot-long short sword was as thin as a piece of paper, and the blade, which was only the width of a little finger, was pitch black, and it would never reflect the slightest light in the dark night.
The hilt and blade of the sword are almost integrated, and the short sword, which is smelted from dozens of precious metals, is so light that its weight is barely felt.
Thirteen layers of magic patterns were engraved near the blade.
An intricate magic array was carved into the hilt of the sword, and seven golden-yellow magic gems were inlaid inside.
These magic gems are filled with powerful metal-attributed magical elements, and with the magic array and the magic patterns on the blade, this short sword has an unexpected sharpness.
Hu Xinzhu took out a piece of refined iron, and used this short sword to gently slash through the inch-thick iron ingot.
Without a sound, the ingot was split in two.
The fractured surface of the iron ingot was as smooth as a mirror, but there was not even a single scratch on the blade. sighed in surprise, and then Hu Xinzhu unceremoniously stuffed the short sword into his space ring.
Then look up.
A series of whistles sounded like the chirping of a night owl.
This string of whistles was just prescribed by Lin Qi, and it represented the contact signal of many people around him.
Everyone's whistle has a different audio and tone, and to outsiders it sounds like a series of meaningless birdsong.
But in the ears of his own people, he can clearly know who the people here are and what their identities are.
In Linzi's organization, the status is high or low.
Dense footsteps were heard, and Wood strode here with dozens of heavily armed dragoons.
Hu Xinzhu patted the assassin who was stunned by him, and said in a deep voice: "The person is here, and I will leave it to you."
Well, this kid has a magic dagger on his body, and the market price is at least more than 300,000 gold coins, so he won't be an ordinary assassin, dig up his bottom line, if necessary.
I can have cramps, peeling, bone knocking, and marrow sucking to help you. ” Wood smiled innocently, picked up the assassin, and said in a deep voice, "If you need to ask for a confession, we won't have the face to follow the leader."
Hehe, this little white face is not the kind of guy who can survive torture."
Hu Xinzhu put all the other bits and pieces of the assassin's body back on him.
He tore open the assassin's shirt and touched his delicate white belly, then nodded approvingly: "Yes, this guy is well-pampered, and it seems that he is from an aristocratic background.
There is no way he can survive the torture.
I suggested scalding his lower body with a soldering iron for a few rounds, and he should not be able to hold back his confession."
More footsteps could be heard in the distance.
Hu Xinzhu nodded to Wood, and then quickly escaped into the alley on the side.
The people brought by Wood were all subordinates brought by Lin Qi from the Black Abyss Divine Prison, and the souls of these people were in Lin Qi's hands, so there was no doubt about their loyalty, Hu Xinzhu showed his face in front of them, and it was not the original face of the use, it was not a big deal at all.
But the people who came behind were all members of the newly formed Second Dragoon Legion, and Hu Xinzhu was reluctant to appear in front of them.
Seeing Hu Xinzhu disappear into the alley, Wood took out a siren and put it in his mouth, and then blew it vigorously.
With the sound of a shrill siren, a large group of dragoons and brass hats rushed over, and they saluted Wood respectfully, and then looked fiercely at the limp assassin that Wood carried in his hands.
"The suspect has been caught."
Wood tossed the Assassin to an older brother beside him, and exclaimed, "The gray tights he threw along the way, and the heavy crossbow, are all carefully stored as incriminating evidence."
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Now all the troops are closed, and the men of the two squadrons will follow me to meet His Excellency the General. ” The dragoons answered, some of them stayed, and the rest quickly scattered down the streets.
These were all subordinates who had just been summoned by Wood with his siren, and they were all soldiers of the newly formed Second Dragoon Regiment.
Because of the acquiescence of the Holy Light I, and because Beya, the chief officer of the garrison department, was recently recuperating from his wounds, the soldiers of the 2nd Dragoon Regiment had already begun to enter Berelli and patrol some sensitive places.
Therefore, as soon as the assassination was announced, Wood was able to gather an entire brigade of thousands of dragoons to the scene.
With two hundred heavily armed dragoons, plus some bronze hats who rushed to get a share of the news, Wood and his party rushed to Jinye Street.
Enzo waited there, and if he could solve the case in the first place, in front of the businessmen and citizens who witnessed the assassination, it would be very good for Enzo to increase his reputation.
After all, Enzo only has a lot of fame in the upper echelons of the Gallic Empire, but in the hearts of ordinary people, who knows who Enzo is Brushing up the prestige of the low-level civilians is of great benefit to Enzo and the Second Dragoon Legion.
Seeing that Wood and the others were about to enter the business district, a dragon roar sounded from the oblique thorn, and a one-horned plate armor with a body length of nearly ten meters, a height of three meters, a hideous face, and a thick armor draped all over its body rushed out of the box on the side.
The earth-walking dragon spewed a faint smoke and went straight for Wood like a madman.
Wood grasped the hilt of the saber with one hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Enemy attack, heavy crossbow preparation" The two squadrons of dragoons behind Wood were obviously confused, after all, they were newly recruited warriors, they may have not been weak in personal strength before joining the dragoons, but they were not yet familiar with the concept of combat in a serious battle formation.
But Wood still has a few old brothers with him, as well as dozens of heretics brought out by Lin Qi from the Black Abyss Divine Prison.
These people were all battle-hardened veterans, and when they heard Wood's order, thirty powerful crossbows were raised in unison, locking on the galloping earth-walking dragon.
A light snort came, and the one-horned plate armor earth walking dragon suddenly stopped.
Sitting on the back of the earthly dragon is the Minister of Security of Berelli, the head of the garrison department, the supreme boss of 20,000 bronze hats and 30,000 dragoons, the only remaining marshal of the empire, the favorite grandson of Marshal Bean, and Major General Beya, who was named the earl of the empire.
Wearing a coquettish blood-colored uniform, draped in a set of golden full-body armor, wearing a long sword that was as red as fire and constantly emitting a wave of heat around his waist, and a long scarlet cloak dragged behind the armor, Beya, who was seriously injured and bedridden by a stab wound a few days ago, was obviously healed from his injuries, and he appeared on the streets of Berelli like a peacock in spring.
The dragoons behind Wood didn't know who Bea was, after all, when Enzo formed a new dragoon legion, Bea was seriously injured and bedridden.
But the brass hats who wanted to get a share of the credit in the ranks, knew the top boss, and they saluted Bea and shouted respectfully: "Venerable Count Bea, it is indeed our honor to meet you" Bea waved her hand lightly and smiled with satisfaction.
Seeing that he still has a strong influence in the hearts of these bronze hats, Beya's mood becomes very good.
He smiled and nodded to the brass hats, then pointed condescendingly to Wood, "That suspect is the suspect in a serious case that I have my eye on, so I order you to hand him over to me." ” Coughing slightly, Beya said slowly: "You can catch the suspect I have been chasing for more than a year, this is a great credit, I will ask the Ministry of the Interior for a reward."
Now, give me the man, and you can go."
Wood's face changed suddenly, what did this mean This assassin had just killed people in public on Jinye Street, and what was even worse was that when he killed someone, Enzo was nearby, if it wasn't for Hu Xinzhu who caught this assassin, if Enzo let this assassin escape, then Enzo would definitely have a big black cauldron on his back.
Now that they have caught the suspect, Bea wants to step in and take the suspect away Wood shook his head firmly: "General Beya, this suspect has just murdered a law-abiding and good businessman on Golden Leaf Street.
So, I can't give him to you.
If you need his confession, wait until we finish the case... ” Beya's face sank, and she suddenly swung her horsewhip and slapped it hard at Wood's face
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