Ultimate Assassin System

The violent explosions are endless, the violent fires are soaring into the sky from time to time, and the billowing smoke has enveloped the city before ... this night, the imperial city is destined to be unrest!

Because the strongmen of the Falcon Tribe had gone hurriedly before, and did not inform them that Tang En had left the imperial city, the soldiers still trembled in thunder in Xicheng District.

Waiting for the reaction from the palace and castle, and scolding the strong ones, and hurriedly conveying the news, Tang En spent all night laying mines, almost all of which were triggered clean and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

And just as the people of the imperial city curled up in the house, they trembled fearfully, and there was a fierce explosion like blasting outside the city, and even the ground of the house was shaking. The horror vision that seemed like the end of the day caused the people in the city to scream and scream.

At this time, the palace castle can no longer be seen. After all, compared with watching the eagle eagle tribe ugly, of course, the security of the imperial city is more important. The iron gate of the castle opened wide, and the royal guards poured into the urban areas like a tide, blocking all the streets, and constantly comforting the fleeing people in the northern desert.

Among them, the Nancheng District, in particular, was not remote, but not to mention the bustling area, and was immediately surrounded by the impending royal guards, with strict vigilance.

There is naturally a reason to be so serious. In fact, the reason is simple, because it is the habitat of most Bran people in the imperial city.

As Tang En knew before, Bran people are extremely difficult to mingle in this impoverished imperial city. Moreover, even the Empress is powerless. After all, this is caused by the grievances between the two countries for hundreds of thousands of years. It is a problem left over from history and cannot be resolved at all.

But over time, the Bran people who gradually embraced the group simply moved to a place to live. Avoid being beaten when you get out of the door. As a result, this area is quite different now.

At this time, in the house near the middle of the street, a woman with a bloated, rounded waist was hiding behind a window. He reached out for half a head, and watched the soldiers who were gradually entering the street outside, turning his head and anxiously: "Come in, they come in ... old dead, what should we do now? Isn't it for our family? "

Although she is from the North Famine, the Bran words spoken by the woman are smooth.

"Ah ... uh?" Sitting at the table in the main house was this male master. That's Matthew Man. He was staring at the brown wooden box on the table for a moment, turning his head and looking blank.

Seeing this, the women in the northern desert suddenly became furious: "You dead old ghost, usually just murky. Now it's all this time, still stupid! I shouldn't have promised to marry you at that time. Otherwise, I won't suffer this crime ... "While scolding and cursing, he held the two sleepy children next to him in his arms, looking terrified.

That's right, this northern woman is indeed Matthew Man's wife. This may of course seem a little weird. After all, one is a Bran and the other is a North shortage, but in fact. This situation is very common in this area.

The idea of ​​loyalty to the country is sacred, but sometimes extremely unrealistic. For example, Matthew Mann has spent nearly twenty years in the North Depression, from a strong middle-aged man to the twilight old man with gray beards, and if there is no accident, it will certainly become one Heap bones.

In this way, no matter from physical needs or spiritual comfort, he needs a partner who can pass him down and accompany him who has been growing old.

It has nothing to do with loyalty. It's all about humanity! Can be despised, but understandable!

Of course, it is naturally the best if we can marry a native woman. In this way, we can directly skip the long painful running-in caused by the differences in culture, living habits, and so on. But this is certainly not temporal. The reason why these people are only captured and not killed is, of course, because they have something that is valued by Beihuang, and it is because of this trait that their composition will only be male and female. less.

On the other hand, there are many poor and poor families in the North, even in this imperial city. So instead of only increasing the burden on the family, it is better to choose to marry a Bran man with a good job, at least this way will not starve to death. Or, those women from the North Famine who are already widowed, their vision would not be too picky at that time ... one to marry, one to marry, then naturally it was a perfect match.

In addition, these Northern Wilderness women who marry Bran men like Matthew Man need not worry about being treated unfairly. After all, according to the size of the two sides, there are really few Bran men who can beat them ...

Hearing his wife's constant cursing, Matthew Man flinched, smirking subconsciously: "Oh, don't worry, it shouldn't be ..."

The words didn't fall, stunned, banged, banged the door vigorously, and screamed with reprimand, "Open the door, and the people inside open the door immediately!"

"... Our house, scared!" Matthewman looked startled, his body trembled, and he almost didn't slip off his chair.

"Mother, who's outside?" The two young children, naturally, couldn't understand the situation in front of them, rubbing their sleepy eyes, puzzled.

"Soldier ... or a royal guard!" I glanced through the window and saw the soldier who was walking on the street entering his front yard. The northern desert woman was also shocked, and stunned the two children, facing Matthew. Man shouted, "Damn, what the **** did you **** do? Why did they find us?"

"I, I, I ..." Matthew Man, who had always been timid and cowardly, was stunned, his brain was blank, and he couldn't say a whole word stuttered.

The slamming of the door was even more urgent. At this moment, the woman in the northern desert gritted her teeth, hugged the two children, took a few quick steps, stuffed them into Matthew Man's arms, and then rushed into the kitchen, but for a moment, the sleeves rolled up and the two furry Each of his stout arms ran out with a bright kitchen knife, and shouted, "Old dead ghost, run the children through the back door, I'll stop them!"

Matthew Man heard a sudden excitement, suddenly remembered something, released the two children, grabbed the brown wooden box on the table and got up: "Don't be afraid, I have ..."

Booming ... a loud noise, the wooden door of the house could not stop such a violent smash, and it collapsed, exposing the royal guard's figure like a wolf-like tiger outside.

The room was quiet first, and then screamed loudly, "Ah! Madam fights with you!" Wielding a kitchen knife, a woman from the northern desert rushed up with a large figure, the floor was booming, and quite a few people blocked the killing. , God blocked the mad spirit of killing God.

Alas ... The royal guards in the advanced house couldn't help but be shocked when they saw the situation. Just then, thundering, the thunder roared, "Stop!" The sound continued, echoing in and out of the room.

The women in the Beihuang walked in a footstep, and the kitchen knife was set in the middle of the air, and then they were taken down by the arm extended from behind and thrown away. Matthew Man patted her arm with a little panic on her face, but her voice was still stable: "Don't be afraid, it's me."

The words fell, hands on his back, holding a brown wooden box, and slowly walked towards the royal guard.

The nervousness can be clearly seen from the blue tendons on the backs of the hands that are held tightly to each other, but the Beihuang women are still stunned when they look at Matthew Man's back, and their eyes are vaguely strange. Is the old dead man bending down and constantly apologizing?

"Are you Matthew Man?" The royal guard looked up and down and asked.

Nodded, "Yes, who are you?"

"We are ..." Waiting for the royal guard to finish, Matthew yelled angrily, "I know you are royal guards, but ... **** it! Who gave you the right to smash the door and forcibly enter the house? Robber? Don't you know I'm the head of the craftsman's area? Can you afford it ... "

"Fuck me!" The royal guard was stunned by this storm of cursing, and suddenly got angry when he returned to God and raised his sword sharply ...

"Cut, come on, cut this!" Raised the brown wooden box over the top, opened it, and exposed a bamboo tube about a foot long with lens inlays. Matthew Man became more and more fluent, and his old face was flushed with red eyes, waving his hand. Shouting, "Do you know what this is? This tm is a telescope, this is His Highness Lansha ... and the Queen wants it! Cut it, why don't you cut it! You cut this thing today, and your whole family's head will fall tomorrow Believe it or not? Believe it or not! "

He scolded and intimidated like a raging man, and almost poked his finger on the nose of the royal royal guard. "Miscellaneous things! Do you think I am bullying? Specially, who are your guards? Andre? Let him come and see me ... What's the pestle doing here? It's usually murky ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ what time is it now, and still stupid here! Give me a roll! Get out! "

Matthew Man subconsciously shouted at the familiar fluffy curses of his maids, which was a pleasant word. Even the old red and green face now seems to have an indomitable arrogance, and the domineering is all over the ground, and it suddenly shocked the audience.

The house was silent, the two children were frightened, the northern desert women were stunned, and the royal guards were dumbfounded. Have they ever seen the Bran people, who were usually intimidated and shouted at them? In addition, listening to Andre, His Royal Highness Lansha, and the Empress, one more scary than others, nodded, Nono, honestly put away the sword and quit the house.

Just as these royal guards disappeared at the door, Matthewman's body softened and collapsed to the ground. The sweaty **** rolled down, his undulating chest gasping like a broken bellows.

"Old dead ghost!" After returning to God, the woman in the northern desert could not help but screamed, and walked quickly, "What's wrong with you? Where did you hurt ..."

"Snoring ... snoring ... scared me, scared me ... quick, get me a glass of water, no more ..."

………… (To be continued ...)