Hongxiu whispered: "The subordinate has controlled this person. According to his subordinate's judgment, this person has not told lies. He may not be afraid that someone will take his head. Only three hundred taels of silver is a considerable wealth for him, so he came to try it!"

Han Mo didn't say anything, just opened the letter...

Compared to the small note, this letter is even more shabby. I don’t know what kind of leather it is. When it is rolled up and opened, it is only the size of a palm. There is only a line of red words written on it: “Someone followed me, Puzhao Temple, and arranged for all to kill me!”

Han Mo frowned. The information on it was quite inexplicable. He didn't understand it for a while, but seeing the handwriting on it was quite sloppy, it seemed that the situation of writing this letter was very urgent.

Han Mo put the leather to his nose and sniffed it gently, then handed it to Hongxiu, and whispered: "Smell the smell on it!"

Hongxiu didn't say much, took the palm-sized leather, smelled it, and then said, "There is a smell of blood on it!"

"It's true!" Han Mo thought about it. He looked at the bright red handwriting on it, and it seemed to be written in blood, but he couldn't confirm it. Since Hongxiu said this at this time, he immediately confirmed that the handwriting on the leather was written in blood.

This bloody letter was actually used to use pretending to fight and handed it here through the hands of the noodle stall owner. There is no doubt that the person who wrote this letter must have encountered great trouble. As the letter said, he had been followed, and even chose this strange method to deliver the letter.

Who is that person? Why is someone following him?

There was a silence in the room, and there was still laughter and joy in the other side of the hall. Han Mo clenched his fists slightly, thinking about countless possibilities in his mind.

Tonight is the wedding night. At this time, such a bloody letter suddenly appeared. Han Mo didn’t know if this was a trap. What is the purpose of this trap?

If it is not a trap, who is the person who asks for help? Since you are asking for help from yourself, why don’t you directly lead those people to the Minister of Rites’ Mansion? What are that person’s concerns?

Hongxiu stood quietly aside, expressionless, just waiting for Han Mo's instructions.

It didn't take too long, Han Mo finally said: "Puzhao Temple, kill the enemy, search for all the enemies, kill them all, and no one left!"

Hongxiu bowed and said, "Yes!"

...

...

Puzhao Temple is the second largest temple in Yanjing City. It is also popular incense on weekdays. It is located in the Nancheng District. Under the night, the solemn Puzhao Temple is silent.

The two families in Beijing, South Korea and Fan held a wedding today, and the martial law was imposed in Beijing, so Puzhao Temple also closed the temple gate early, and it seemed very quiet around.

The moonlight is like water, quietly sprinkling on the earth, which is the plaque on the temple door. Under the moonlight, the three words "Puzhao Temple" above are clearly visible, exuding a peaceful meaning.

Just outside the main entrance of the temple, under the small sword tower that was as tall as two people, there was a beggar-like man sitting beneath, curled up, his head was unkempt, and his clothes were also broken. He seemed to be asleep and motionless. His messy hair covered his face and could not see his appearance clearly for a moment.

The night wind blew gently, and the street where Puzhao Temple was located was very deserted and almost no one could be seen.

Suddenly, a sound of horse hooves came from a distance. The sound of horse hooves was very rapid. From far to near, we came to Puzhao Temple. Not long after, under the moonlight, one man and one horse stopped a hundred steps away from Puzhao Temple.

The horse knight immediately had a black dress, a hat on his head, holding a horse's reins in one hand, and a whip in the other hand, and stopped in the middle of the street as if still, without any sound.

But at this moment, a head was poked out from an alley on the street, and those eyes were staring at the knight.

The figure of this man in the alley is extremely strange. He is confident that the knight will not be able to discover his place.

His target was the beggar under the Khalil Tower, but the sudden knight immediately made him more alert. He knew in his heart that in addition to himself, at least five pairs of eyes were monitoring the movements of the knight and the beggar.

The knight was motionless on the horse. After a moment, he finally turned over and got off the horse, holding the horse in his hand, and slowly approached the beggar. The knight walked very slowly, as if he was just taking his horse for a walk.

The people in the alley became even more alert. He put his hand on his waist and quietly took out a bamboo tube.

The green bamboo tube was shining faintly under the moonlight. The man raised his hand carefully. The bamboo tube was facing the knight's horse. He was very confident. As long as he pressed his hand gently, the tall horse would corpse on the street in a blink of an eye.

He is like a ghost in the dark!

However, in the dark night, there was no way there was only one ghost, nor could there be only one type of person. Just as he was concentrating on monitoring the knights and beggars, an extremely strange feeling surged throughout his body.

He felt the danger, which was the thing that warriors like them could feel the most keenly, and he could determine in an instant that the dangerous aura was coming from behind him.

He held the bamboo tube in his hand tightly, and his body dodged sideways. While dodging, his left hand holding the bamboo tube had turned back and pressed the mechanism without hesitation.

He knew that there must be an enemy behind him, so he made a quick decision and instantly activated the machine to instantly kill the person behind him with the weapon in his hand.

"Swish swish swish!"

The arrows in the bamboo tube hit out like lightning, but heard the sound of "da da da da" sound. All the arrows shot hit the wall. Except for the two shots into the gaps in the wall, the other few hit the hard wall and folded into two sections.

Shooting empty!

Before he could think too much, a pair of cold eyes suddenly appeared in front of him, like the eyes of a poisonous snake, cold and sharp. He had no time to react. The dagger in the other party's hand had been inserted into his throat.

Everything just happened in a flash!

...

The knight wearing a straw hat led his horse and walked slowly towards the beggar. He knew very well that a silent but extremely cruel battle had begun around Puzhao Temple.

The outside trackers may not have thought that the person they were following had too complicated backgrounds. They may not have thought that when the mantis stalked the cicada, the oriole was often behind.

The ghosts in the capital are very familiar with the geographical conditions of every place in Yanjing City. As the second largest temple in Yanjing City, the ghosts in the capital are even more familiar with the geographical environment around Puzhao Temple.

They can clearly know how many houses there are on this street, how far away the houses are, what each house is used for, and what are the places on this street suitable for hidden places.

This kind of dark sniper killing, understanding the geographical environment, is equivalent to the biggest killer move.

The outside trackers thought they were hiding very hidden, but they didn't know that in the eyes of the ghosts in the capital, their traces were clearly and unintentionally exposed.

Time, place, and people!

The ghosts in the capital have three major advantages. From the beginning, the outside trackers were destined to be a tragedy.

The knight wearing a straw hat had no intention of paying attention to the battles around him. If that group of ghosts could not even deal with a few outsiders, they would not be worthy of the title of "Sihua Hall Officer".

The knight was only twenty steps away from the beggar, and suddenly stopped again because he had seen a figure slowly walking out from the darkness beside him. The man held a sharp dagger in his right hand. Under the moonlight, the dagger was shining with a cold light, but his left hand was carrying a head and walked slowly. The head dripped blood downwards, and blood was spreading from the darkness.

The man was not tall and looked very thin. He had a black strap tied on his forehead, his hair was hanging to the back, and he tied his hair with a thin strap, which looked very different from the people in the Central Plains.

He slowly walked between the beggar and the knight, and his eyes looked at Han Mo coldly, and finally threw the head in his hand to the ground, saying coldly: "Is this your subordinate?"

The knight stretched out his hand, slowly took off his hat, revealing a handsome face. Who could it be if Han Mo wasn't it?

His expression was extremely calm. When he looked at the head of the ground, he knew that it was the dark official in the West Flower Hall. He could not have expected that the person in front of him could actually kill a West Flower Hall official.

Those who came to perform the sniper mission tonight were all elite dark sniper teams under Xue Hongxiu's troops, and they were all good at assassination in the West Flower Hall.

Han Mo sighed and said, "Tell me... your name will at least let me know who I killed!"

At this moment, more than a dozen ghostly men in black appeared from the darkness on all sides, all of whom were masked in black, and soon surrounded the man opposite Han Mo.

The Dark Officers threw out the heads in their hands, and all five heads were thrown beside the man. They were all outside trackers killed in the sniper operation. In just a moment, the Dark Sniper was over.

A person came up from behind Han Mo, but Xue Hongxiu said softly: "Snipe five people, we will lose three of them!"

A sharp light flashed through Han Mo's eyes, and he frowned slightly.

With the right time, place and people, the Xihua Hall still lost three people. This shows that this group of outside trackers is not an ordinary person. If it weren't for the sudden launch of the dark sniper, I'm afraid that the Xihua Hall would suffer more casualties.

The man opposite Han Mo knew that there was no way out tonight, but he was not afraid at all. He just said lightly: "The tracking is only for one purpose. We want to know who sent someone to our Feng Kingdom to steal holy objects...!"

Han Mo said calmly: "Do you know who it is now?"

"I just learned it!" The man said slowly, "If I guessed it wrong, you should be from the flower hall... I have heard that the director of the West Flower Hall of Yanguo is a very young boy, probably you? I also know... Your name is Han Mo!"

Han Mo Zhan smiled and said softly: "Welcome to Yan State!"
Chapter completed!