Crossbow arrows are like lightning. In the era of cold weapons, this is a very powerful weapon, and many dark officials also like to use such weapons to conduct assassination affairs...

Generally speaking, crossbow arrows only appear in two places.

Army and Dark Yamen!

In addition, crossbows are not overflowing, because this weapon is not only very lethal, but also very expensive to make. Such sharp weapons rarely appear among the people.

Two sounds, two crossbow arrows, one left and one right, shot out from an extremely dark place.

The target is not Han Mo, but the snake head.

As we all know, the terrifying thing about crossbow arrows is their speed. Once refined crossbow arrows are launched, it is difficult for the target to dodge. The two crossbow arrows shot today are not far from the snake head, so the combination of distance and speed means that the snake head has almost no chance to avoid these two crossbow arrows.

The snake head obviously didn't expect that he would be assassinated in his own territory or in his carefully selected location.

Two lightning-like crossbow arrows on the left and right cut through the air, targeting the snake's head, and attacked mercilessly.

At this moment, Han Mo's left hand became a palm, and his hand was like lightning, pushing it heavily on the edge of the long table. The long table suddenly started with a "rattle" sound, and it hit the snake head on the other end of the long table.

The impact was full of force, and the snake's head's body was suddenly knocked over by the long table, and his body also broke away from the attack of two crossbow arrows. The two crossbow arrows interlaced and shot in a blank space, and the remaining momentum remained unabated. Two "puff" sounds were shot into the walls on both sides.

Han Mo was like a strong cheetah at this time. His body flew up from the chair and landed on the long table. He was a little under his feet, and his whole body rushed straight to the left like an arrow shot out.

He knew very well that although there were assassins on both sides of the left and right, he did not have the clone skills, so he could only find one and seize the verbs.

The moment the crossbow arrow was fired, he had already keenly noticed the location of the crossbow.

This is an extremely empty room with no other objects except long tables and chairs, but there are windows on the walls, which are very small windows covered by oil cloth, and crossbow arrows shot in from behind the oil cloth.

There is no doubt that the assassin was hiding outside the house.

Han Mo's body rushed over like a cheetah. When he hit the long table and saved the snake's head, the oil lamp that was originally placed on the long table had already turned over and the room suddenly became pitch black.

His body movement was even more ghostly in the darkness. He approached the window and had already arrived before the person could reach his fist.

Fortunately, the houses here are all made of wooden boards. When he punched him, he heard a "boom". The powerful force accumulated from practicing the "Yangsheng Sutra" since childhood exerted great power. A wooden board on the wall was opened by him with a punch, and his body also rushed out of the gap at this moment.

His body contained powerful power at this moment, but he was very alert in his heart.

This is a place where fish and dragons are mixed. He couldn't guess where the assassin came from for a while. He was even more confused. Why was the assassin assassin not assassin assassin assassin, but rather the owner of the Snake Head.

Of course, all this was just passing by his brain in a flash. He didn't have time to think about it. The moment he rushed out of the house, he saw a black shadow about to climb over the wall.

The man's body movement was also extremely agile. He didn't hit a single blow and didn't stop for a long time. He immediately chose to retreat.

If he hadn't met Han Mo, he might have really been able to escape from here.

Unfortunately, Han Mo's reaction speed was too amazing. Han Mo, who had never stopped practicing the Qi Jing, had his speed increased every day, far exceeding that of ordinary people.

The moment the black shadow was about to climb over the high wall, he felt that his left ankle was as if it was being clamped by pliers. In horror, his whole body suddenly sank and was dragged down from the high wall by a powerful force.

...

Everything happened just in a flash.

Han Mo grabbed the assassin's ankle and dragged it down. The first thing that came to mind was that the assassin was not allowed to have a chance to commit suicide, so he crushed the assassin's foot bones. His other hand had already chopped it out without hesitation, hitting the assassin's right arm holding the crossbow. The sound of bone shattering sounded, and the crossbow also fell off from his hand at this moment.

At this moment, his body fell heavily to the ground. Han Mo had one foot on his left shoulder, and another sound of shattering sound came out of his shoulder blades. In just an instant, the scapula on both sides of the assassin and the foot bones on his left foot had been shattered, and only the right foot in his limbs could move.

But the assassin did not shout.

Ordinary people could not bear the continuous severe pain at all, but the assassin seemed to have endured it and did not say a word.

Han Mo's heart sank.

The assassin lying on the ground was motionless, and Han Mo clenched his fists with an extremely cold expression.

He was still slower after all. Black blood was overflowing from the corner of the assassin's mouth. Under the moonlight, it seemed extremely terrifying. However, Han Mo could tell at a glance that the assassin committed suicide after all.

Perhaps when Han Mo grabbed the assassin's ankle, the assassin had bit the poison prepared in his mouth, and in an instant, he was poisoned to death.

The poison that seals the throat with blood, the desperate assassin!

Under the moonlight, Han Mo glanced at the corpse. The assassin looked very ordinary, his ordinary face and his clothes were also common in coarse cloth clothes. In terms of appearance, anyone would think he was just an ordinary citizen.

In this Xicheng District, where there are many such dresses.

...

There was a noise behind him, and Han Mo did not look back. Soon, more than a dozen naked sweats holding weapons had surrounded him in the middle. Everyone stared at Han Mo with an extremely angry look, as if Han Mo was an assassin.

"Sir, are you... okay?" Pei Yinghou's voice sounded behind him. Han Mo turned around and glanced at Pei Yinghou. He saw Pei Yinghou's eyes falling on the assassin, and his face looked a little shocked.

"The assassin wants to kill the snake's head!" Han Mo said lightly.

A big man next to him immediately sneered: "Did you arrange the assassin? Do you... want to assassinate the snake head?"

Pei Yinghou said in a deep voice with a cold face: "If it were our arrangements, why would we kill him?"

The scene at the scene shows that the assassin died at Han Mo's hands.

"Just kill someone and silence him!" Someone immediately shouted: "The assassination has not been completed. You are worried that the assassin will fall into our hands, so you will kill someone and silence him!"

"You people in the West Flower Hall are really despicable and shameless. We snakehead asked you to come over to negotiate. You... dare you to send someone to assassinate?"

"There are ones, and no one of you can leave today!"

Pei Yinghou said angrily: "Shut up, you are so brave... A bunch of unruly people dare to speak so wildly. Who said that the assassin was arranged by us? If you talk nonsense and slander me in the West Flower Hall, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Who isn't yours?"

"Who knows who you snake man offended?" Pei Yinghou sneered: "What can prove that he is from the West Flower Hall on the assassin?"

Immediately someone shouted: "Search your body...Search it and see what's on the assassin!"

Han Mo was standing next to the corpse at this time, and the men looked at each other. Although they shouted to search their bodies, they did not dare to approach the past for a while.

Han Mo looked indifferent, clenched his fists with both hands, and walked slowly to a wooden box next to the yard. He didn't care about the dirty box, so he sat down on the box, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes flashed, and he thoughtful.

At this moment, Hongxiu came out of the gap in the house, walked to Han Mo, and said lightly: "The other assassin is dead too... He prepared poison in his mouth, biting the sealing wax, and sealing his throat with blood!"

Han Mo nodded slightly.

He had already understood this point that the assassin must have prepared poison at the bottom. Once he was caught, he bit the sealing wax wrapped around the poison, and the venom flowed into his mouth, and the effect of the medicine would immediately occur.

Just now, when news came out of the house, Hongxiu was extremely alert and rushed into the house immediately. Han Mo was chasing the assassin here, while she went to chase another assassin.

However, the moment he grabbed the assassin, the assassin bit himself like this one.

Han Mo left the corpse and the great men looked at each other. Finally, someone came up and searched the corpse. After a moment, the great man found something extremely strange from the corpse.

It was an oval iron plate the size of a palm, with a black color and extremely cold under the moonlight.

Seeing the iron plate, Han Mo frowned. The red sleeves, which had always been extremely cold, also showed shock in his eyes.

"What is this?" The big man looked at it: "There are words on it. Who knows what you read? What is written on it?"

At that moment, a big man with a knife went forward, took the iron plate, looked at it, and recited: "Peng Yan Deguang!" He turned to the other side, looked at it, and looked even more gloomy: "The official of the Xihua Hall!"

This is of course a token for the officials of the Xihua Hall to prove their identity. The hall is called an iron plate. It is like the "black bamboo" of the black flag member of the Wei State, and it is the only thing to prove its identity.

Han Mo did not expect that the "iron card" could be found from the assassin, which is equivalent to proof that the assassin is a dark official affiliated with the West Flower Hall.

Things are unpredictable.

When the group of snake men heard the words on the iron plate, they immediately held their weapons tightly and surrounded Han Mo and the other two in the middle. Someone even said sternly: "At this point, what else do you have to say?"

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the darkness. He was covered in a black cloak, his hair was chaotic, and under the moonlight, he looked like a ghost.

When the snake people saw him, they bent their bodies and seemed very awe-inspiring.

This is of course their snake head, the snake head that just encountered an accidental assassination!

The snake head walked very slowly and walked slowly to the corpse. Han Mo looked over and saw that the snake head was wearing an iron mask on its face, with only a pair of eyes and mouth exposed.

The moonlight shines on the mask, cold and weird.

The snake head stretched out his hand, and the snake man immediately respectfully presented the iron plate. He took it and took it and took a look. The snake head turned his gaze to Han Mo who was sitting on the wooden box. His eyes flashed under the mask, and no one could guess what the head in the market was thinking.

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