Chapter 33

Chapter 33

2014-08-16

Innocent dead passersby made the crowd even more panic, and the crowd rushed to one side like a wave. In this case, it is undoubtedly difficult to find an Assassin who doesn't know what it looks like, as heavenly ascension. Tang En glanced around on the carriage, and all he saw were the faces of panic, and he simply didn't notice anything.

But if Tang En can't be found, it doesn't mean others can't find it. Tang En, who had long thought of a countermeasure, entered the Assassin System in an instant.

"..."

"Here."

Before Tang En could ask a question, Old Butler pointed at Tang En on the light curtain. A humane a few meters in front of him.

Tang En didn't say anything, he switched to the outside in an instant, and his eyes swept over the man casually.

Sharp horn hat, black long jacket, and a face full of wrinkles and ravines lose one's head out of fear. At first glance, this is clearly an old country farmer who went to the city to find relatives.

However, Tang En believed Old Butler's judgment and jumped off the carriage. Tang En also walked forward with the crowd, but under his conscious control, his footsteps slowed down a little, quietly. Wait for the man to walk by his side.

It was only a few meters away, and the man approached quickly.

Tang En constantly looked at this Assassin from the corner of his eyes. With preconceived notions, Tang En finally found something unusual.

Although the old farmer looked panicked, he even stumbled while walking. But perhaps it was Assassin's nature that whenever there was a gap in the crowd in front of him, he was always the first to plug in. This kind of eyesight and reaction is not something that an ordinary person can have.

Of course, this is also an afterthought. If you look at it from an uninformed perspective, this old farmer is just walking a little faster than ordinary people...

"Yeah.!"Tang En suddenly slipped with his feet, cry out in surprise, raised his arms high, as if being squeezed by the crowd, and directly leaned against the crooked carriage beside him, revealing a neutral position beside him.

In an instant, a stained brown high leather boot fell in, followed by the skinny old farmer.

This is the time...

Tang En's raised arm cuffs were cold light flashed, and lightly wiped it towards the old farmer's throat.

The distance between the two is so close that Tang En can even see the pupils of the other party's sudden sharp contraction.

In an instant, the cold glow submerged.

Tang En right hand wrapped his arms around the old farmer's neck.

The old farmer had an incredible look on his face, and the violent shaking of his body was confined to his arms.

"Want to know who I am? Curious how I found you?"

"So many questions... well, stop struggling, it's useless... let me tell you, I'm an Assassin, well, an Assassin!"

"As for how to find you, uh, honestly, it's a random choice. Like...like you picked those two at random. Like a passerby..."

After a few breaths, the pupils were dilated.

Tang En pushed the situation and stuffed the old farmer's body into the carriage next to him. He turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

The whole process was over in seconds, and the panicked crowd remained.

Not far away, a shrill whistle sounded, and Rapid Speed, a cavalry team from the garrison, came.

This time the cavalry team came very quickly, of course, the main reason is that the headquarters of the National Police Agency is on this street. However, the cavalry who came first could only stare blankly in the face of such a chaotic situation, because they simply couldn't get in...

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Overturned cars, shoes of various styles, faint cries... The main road of Black Rock City, which was once prosperous and congested, is now a mess.

"Damn Mole!" Bowen muttered, rubbing his red nose and kicking the riding boots in front of him.

Blood-red eyes, a red nose, a majestic body, and this sloppy face, if it were in the northern frontier of Caesar Continent, Bowen would definitely be regarded as a vulgar Beast-man by the guards. attack.

But in this Black Rock City, few people dare to attack him, not only because he is an Advanced Warrior, but also because of his position, the Chief of Cavalry of the Black Rock City Police Department.

Although in private people will call the cavalry of the police station as cleaners in armor, they will only clean up the scene afterwards. But in person, even the biggest gang leader in Black Rock City would get a headache when he saw Bowen's.

He's a crazy bit of a pervert!

This is the consensus of the Black Rock City underground forces on Bowens. Once someone gets into this guy's hands, he will have to take off a few layers of skin if he doesn't die.

Fortunately, Bowens doesn't care much about the power of the underground gang, of course, provided he doesn't mess with him. Bowen was most interested in the "mole" he often cursed, the Assassins who took money to kill.

According to incomplete statistics, since Bowens became the commander of the cavalry of the garrison, the number of Assassins planted in his hands has reached three figures. This is a terrifying number. You must know that Assassin is not a rogue. Every qualified Assassin is enough to make a small gang sleepless. But with so many Assassins planted under Bowen's hands, the ability is evident.

According to his merits, he should have been transferred to the capital of the Titus Kingdom long ago, and it is not impossible to do a low-ranking title for a few years.

In fact, the Empire's first promotion order was issued to Black Rock City five or six years ago. The content is to mobilize Bowens to Titus City as the deputy chief of the garrison dragoon, which is undoubtedly a great promotion. To this end, the underground forces of Black Rock City and some Assassins hiding in the shadows toasted for a long time.

But the promotion reward that made others envy and hate was kept in the City Lord's drawer for several years before it was issued. Of course it wasn't that the City Lord didn't want to send it, but that Bowen simply didn't take it, and he didn't want to take it either.

Everyone was very puzzled, and it was only later that they understood the reason. It turns out that Bowens said one day he caught Ghost Face and one day he would leave Black Rock City.

The underground forces and Assassin, who were rejoicing in the air, heard this news, they were so angry! Isn't this nothing to do? If I give you the reward, you will get the fuck out of it. What are you still in the ink? In the end, even the Ghost Face was cursed. Some Assassins even prayed that this Top Grade colleague would be accidentally planted one day. In Bowen's hands...

But several years passed, Ghost Face did not fall, only Assassin was hanged from time to time under the hanging post in the city square.

Although I haven't slept for a few days, Bowen's has been in a good mood lately for the simple reason that Ghost Face has killed someone again.

He wouldn't care about the dead gang leaders, even if hundreds of such people died, Bowen's took it for granted. The value of these people's deaths is to constantly provide him with clues. The more people Ghost Face kills, the closer Bowens feels to Ghost Face.

As for Vincent... Bowen curled one's lip, he knew as soon as he saw the colorful dagger that Ghost Face did it. What an inferior imitation, Ghost Face's drawing is much better...

But he didn't talk to outsiders. First, there is no evidence. After all, he doesn't have the real Ghost Face dagger in his hand. The second is that we can just use this public opinion to track down that Assassin in the dark. Of course, there is another important reason for his heart. He thinks this is also an idea. If someone really poured dirty water on Ghost Face, maybe it would lead to something...

"Bernie, how is it?" Bowen's questioned a middle-aged man who seemed to be quite savage.

Bernie is Bowen's deputy. The two have been partners for many years, and they are also a character that causes a headache for the underground forces. There was once a gang boss who commented on this. If Bowen's is a tyrannical bear, then this is the case. Bernie is an astute wolf.

"Not very good, Bowen, the eldest son of Viscount Clark was attacked. Fortunately, he was not injured, otherwise the Minister will definitely go crazy." Bernie shrugged, then said with a smile : "It should be good news for you though, there are two Assassins. One was killed by the guards on the spot, and the other was found dead in a carriage of unfathomable mystery while cleaning up the scene."

"Yo, good news, haha...go and have a look."

Two Assassin corpses were placed side by side, with crossbow, dagger, etc. on the ground beside them. The entire chest on the right was almost smashed, and the cause of death was obvious at a glance. The one on the left, on the other hand, looks normal, with no obvious scars.

"Yo, Camouflage's good..." Bowens commented on Assassin, who was dressed as an old farmer.

Bernie crouched down and lifted the Assassin's chin.

"Beautiful..." Bowen sighed.

Bernie nodded agreed: "Standard Cut-throat! Judging from the marks on the body, there is simply no resistance. That is to say, this Assassin was fatally shot at close range..."

"It's really professional, only moles know how to approach moles... Does black eat black?" Bowen's judgment is also very professional, he can spot a Camouflage Assassin in the crowd, and use this A professional approach, that can only be another Assassin.

"It's possible, but before this Assassin was assassinated, he threw two ordinary citizens to block the knife and escaped..."

"Oh, damn... well, Bernie, You don't think those cold-blooded guys have a sense of justice, do you?"

"hehe, it's just a possibility..."

"Bernie, you just think too much. "

"I've said it many times, Bowen, it's called prudence!"

......

"Lord Bowen!" The cavalry running from a distance saluted.

Bowen waved his hand casually: "Tell me."

"There has just been an assassination in the East City District, and the eldest son of Viscount Charles was stabbed..."

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Bowen opened his mouth in amazement: "Damn, is Black Rock City going to change?"

Bernie sighed: "Has Black Rock City changed? I don't know, all I know is that our poor minister is going to be absolutely mad, and he doesn't know which noble will kick down his precious redwood door..."

(ps: kicked in, check The water meter... I bah, um, it is to check the bookshelf and the recommendation ticket, some quickly collect it, and give the recommendation ticket. Haha...^-^)