Chapter 999

Chapter 999

2014-10-13

Apparel store.

"Shou Shou... Chief, why are you... uh, just come here?" Looking at Tang En, who rubbed his eyes and looked sleepy as he walked into the shop, the waiter by the door was immediately stunned. He jumped in shock, rubbed his eyes, and walked over with a look of surprise and joy, very unbelievable.

This waiter is the one who received Tang En last time, and he is also Bunir's side. He knows everything and knows that Tang En might come over today and fall into a trap. But this is so, and he absolutely didn't expect Tang En to not even wear a hat, so he came here just and honorable...

"Writing...what is a warrant? You also need a warrant to send a letter. ?" Being stopped in front of him by the strange-looking waiter, Tang En also seemed a little stunned, and turned to look at the inner room of the shop, looking for something, "By the way, Mr. Bunnier is here, I am to deliver a letter."

Pretend! Continue to install! The corner of his mouth twitched, the waiter naturally didn't believe Tang En's remarks. But now is not the time to talk about this. He came closer and lowered his voice alertly, "Chief, Lord Bunir is waiting in the backyard, please come with me."

"Chief?" He finally heard the name clearly, But Tang En looked even more confused, "Uh...are you mistaken? I'm just a messenger, not really a leader."

hehe, is it too late for you to be stubborn now... ... secretly tsukkomi, the waiter finally couldn't help but pointed at Tang En's face and whispered, "Boss, are you going out... um, have you forgotten Camouflage?"

" Camouflage ... makeup? Does this old man need to wear makeup when he goes out?" Tang En seemed to be more confused as he listened, and then he thought of something, his face suddenly turned bad, and he grabbed the front of the waiter's shirt, "I said. Hillbilly! You are so special. Aren't you trying to entertain me on purpose?"

"Uh, what...no, don't pretend to be the leader, you really don't have..."

"Without your uncle! Fuck, It's really weird. Sending a letter and a warrant and make-up. Do you want to fight?"

The waiter looked innocent, and Tang En was out of rage. The two of them didn't seem to be talking on the same level at all, and they pushed and shoved, "Damn, what's going on. Didn't you see that there are still guests here, do you still want to do it... eh?"

Because The things planned are too big, Bunir's nerves in the past few days are always tense, he hasn't slept peacefully, and he doesn't dare to reveal anything on the surface, for fear that Tang En or Eisoan's people will be in the vicinity to monitor , to see what weak spot comes. It's hard to get to the agreed day. The mood is even more worrying about gains and losses, that is, I am afraid that Tang En will not come, resulting in the failure of the plan. I was afraid that Tang En would come over, and I didn't know how to deal with it. He walked around the backyard nervously. When I came to the main hall of the shop again, I looked up and saw that my subordinates were arguing with someone in front of the door, as if they were about to do something, I couldn't help but reprimanded him.

But then, when his eyes passed over the man's face, his body shook, his eyes stared like copper bells, and a ghostly expression on his face, "Tang...shou...leader..."

The waiter who broke away and got away hurriedly walked over, leaned in and whispered: "My lord, is this the leader of Tang En... He said he was not, he just came to deliver a letter to you, is there really such a resemblance in the world? The person..."

"Bunir?" Before he could finish his voice, Tang En looked at Bunir up and down and approached, as if confirming something, "Slightly fat, Middle-aged, looking like a profiteer...you're Bunnier, right?"

"Uh..."

"I found it, take it, this is you The letter! Then..." He threw the letter in his hand unceremoniously, Tang En stretched out his hand, stabbed Bunir in the nose, and roared furiously, "Fuck, you damn hillbilly, listen to Lao Tzu. Don't think it's a little bit. If you have money to open a broken shop, you can be arrogant in front of me. This is the capital city! At the foot of Wang Ting! It's not your turn to be mad as you foreign country bumpkins, what nonsense..."

After a spit, Bunnier was stunned on the spot, wiped the drool on his face, looked at Tang En's face, rubbed his eyes, stared again, then turned his head and looked towards the waiter, looked at each other, and then The man spread his hands silently, indicating that he didn't know what happened.

"That... Chill out, Chi Chi, maybe we made a mistake here, sorry..." No matter if this person is Tang En or not, choosing to settle the matter temporarily is always the case. You can't go wrong, so as not to arouse suspicion from other customers in the store. But when he saw the spitting lips of the other party, Bunir suddenly moved in his heart, stepped out and shouted, "Shut up! Don't move!"

"Uh... !" He was stunned for a moment, and was frightened by Bunir's fierce look at this moment, and Tang En came back to his senses even more annoyed, just as he was about to raise his hand and throw a fist, his arm was already locked by the waiter who rushed forward. locked.

Opening his mouth to scold, Bunir's fleshy palm has been stretched out to his mouth, he groped for a while, and he pinched something with his fingers and lifted it up abruptly, "Hey—" Tang En felt a chill on his face , like being stripped of the skin in an instant, subconsciously screaming loudly. But in an instant, the waiter covered his mouth again, and he could only whimper in a low voice.

Looking at the mask as thin as cicada wing like human skin in his hand, and then looking up at 'Tang En', who has become completely unfamiliar in an instant, Bunir's face suddenly paled, and the slightly fat figure was shaking.

This kind of vivid and exquisite Camouflage, except for the legendary Tang En leader who seems to have a thousand faces, Bunnier really can't think of anyone else who has this ability. And now the other party sent another person Camouflage here in his own appearance, what does this mean...

Suddenly thinking of something, Bunir looked down at the ground, his eyes wandering in a trance. Immediately taking a few steps back, shiveringly, he leaned over to pick up the letter that had just been thrown on the ground, and opened it—

“”

There is no signature, and there is no need to sign it. With a bang, Bunir sat slumped on the ground, his face ashen, sweat poured down like rain...

...

After a while, the oil lamp was lit on the second floor of the tavern.

"We were discovered, or we were seen through at first... It wasn't Tang En who came here, but an ordinary messenger, but the height and face shape were a bit similar to Tang En... If not If they guessed wrong, they followed the messenger from the very beginning, and then dazed each other halfway through the delivery, and stuck a 'Tang En face' Camouflage on the messenger's face. It was just a thin layer, even the messenger himself didn't notice it. , and didn't have time to find out, because when he woke up, people were already in front of the shop..."

"The coachman?"

"The coachman has no problem, he just got Ten times the fare. Just let him go around this street three times."

"And what about the traitor?"

"Alive, but frightened and fast. Dead. Do you know what he said in the letter - since you have admired me for a long time, let's meet sometime."

"It's really good to pretend b! ...well. What do you mean?"

"Remember what I said before. Did Tang En send someone here three days ago to get information about the royal castle? If you guessed correctly, that is Tang En. En! At that time, the traitor was very enthusiastic. When he said how he admired Tang En, how he respected him, etc., he actually wanted to see Tang En and lure him out... Now that I think about it, this is a weak spot. He acted too urgently. It aroused Tang En's suspicion..."

"What an idiot, how could Tang En not notice when he acted so clearly?"

"...Actually , this is what we discussed together."

"Uh..."

"Although that piece of information is missing key points, Tang En doesn't have to come over in person at all. Just send a subordinate to ask. And with the respect and respect of this traitor, even if the subordinate goes back and tells Tang En a joke, it will make him more likely to come over in person... But who would have thought. For the first time The subordinate who came over is actually Tang En himself... ah, superfluous, failure!"

"Ha, what did I say earlier? That guy is very slippery. Master brother, you are impossible to succeed, but I don't believe it. .haha..."

Woodin had already left with Winslyn, and without hesitation, Philip looked at Haita with a wry and remorseful smile, and smiled even more heartless.

Haita was not annoyed, but shook her head helplessly: "Well, I think too much. I was just trying, but now I fail, well, it should be by rights."

"Atmosphere!" With a thumbs up, Philip leaned in to say with a smile, "How about I give you an opinion? Isn't the traitor still alive? With that guy's stingy character, it's impossible to let him go... ..."

"You don't know?" Haita glanced at Philip strangely after hearing this, "Master, they've already gone."

"Uh... no, Isn't it going back to the mountain?"

"It's just a pretense, just like we'll be waiting here for Tang En to come over, Tang En should also be around here to confirm whether Nabunir really betrayed, but we found out It's not just him. Now the master takes Winslyn away from the main entrance, he must have seen it. So if he makes a move and kills the traitor later, the master will also hit a sudden thrust."

Philip He opened his mouth: "...But, but I'm just kidding. How could that guy be so stupid, he chose to do it now." It's just, after a few days, the size is an opportunity, isn't it?"

"I think you are a demon..."

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The devil is not a devil, let's not talk about it for the time being. However, Philip was not the only one who had doubts about this. He hovered high in the dark night and followed Bunir, who hurried out of the shop and drove away. Winslyn also asked Woodin a similar question.

Woodin's answer was affirmative: "He'll make a move, right under my nose."

"Why?"

" Because he wants to prove himself!" Woodin's expression was still calm, his eyes swept down the carriage, indifferently said, "This is actually a gamble. Before he said that he would enter the royal castle to assassinate the king, in order to threaten me not to go north. I have to admit that the probability of his success in doing so is not small. But in the final analysis, this is only on paper. So to prove it, now is the best opportunity. He knows that I am probably around here, and If he succeeds in assassinating Bunir under this circumstance, he will naturally be qualified to threaten me."

Winslyn was silent when he heard the words, and had to admit that this gambling statement was probably true. Immediately, he couldn't help feeling sad. It turned out that what he said before was true, and his opponent has always been the master. It's ridiculous that I haven't been able to see the current situation clearly...

Woodin seemed to know what he was thinking as a final disciple, Woodin opened the mouth again and said, "Don't think too much, just like your martial arts talent Far ahead of the same generation, and also envied by the overwhelming majority Martial Artist. This world has always been a mountain higher than a mountain, and it is normal to have a few geniuses and freaks. For example, your master, me, when I was young I was also called a genius, but at that time there was no one taller than me. But now, the title of continent number one expert is on my head..."

paused, shaking his head , "I hope you can understand that the so-called gods are favored. It is never to give people outstanding talents. This is actually a shackle, and the uneasy and kind god just wants to see you carrying the shackles and working hard on the road, or being crushed to death by the shackles. It's horrific! It's like people like to hang a radish in front of a mule that they can never reach. You don't know. It's funny."

Have to say, believe it or not, this is kind of scary statement. But you have to admit it. From the height that Sword God stands now, it is true that some phenomena can be seen clearly. Aside from the serious contempt for God in these words, the seemingly interesting examples are bloody enough to make people think.

A moment of silence. Winslyn bowed respectfully: "Yes, the discipline must be kept in mind."

With a casual greeting, Woodin glanced at Winslyn and smiled; "A little unwilling?"

"...a little bit." After hesitating, Winslyn finally admitted nodded that he knew he couldn't hide it.

"Hehe, you're much better than me." Woodin sighed softly. "You're just a little unwilling, but I'm already starting to be scared."

Winslyn raised her head suddenly, her face full of shock and disbelief. He has now admitted that Tang En's opponent is the master, and he is no longer on the same level as himself. But he never thought of it. The master is actually afraid now... Is Sword God afraid? What skills and abilities does he have?

Woodin is indifferent: "Don't be so excited, it's a fact. At least when I was his age, I didn't have such strength. Comparing the first meeting with now, he has improved. The speed is really scary... If we calculate according to this trend, in time, as long as he doesn't have an accident, even if I don't get old, the title of continent number one expert will be given to him."

It sounds like this. Hypothetically speaking, Winslyn couldn't help but relax in secret, staring down at the carriage said solemnly: "This time it's an accident!"

"Hehe, you have confidence in me." Laughed, Woodin didn't say anything more. After all, the prospect of properly raising Tang En is a good stimulus for Winslyn, but if the stimulus is too much, it is too much.

At this time, the carriage galloping below had stopped in front of a dark attic. This is the commoner residential area in Nancheng. The people living here can't be considered rich, and naturally there is not much exciting nightlife. Except for a few people who like to walk at night, there are basically no who, and the surrounding lights are sparse and dim.

The moment the carriage stopped, the iron gate of the house was pushed open from the inside. It seemed that it was a lame old man watching the door. Bunir, who hurriedly got off the car, dodged and entered...Winslyn didn't pay attention here, he knew the master The perception has always been with Bunnier. The expert's perception is the most sensitive, not to mention that there is a problem with the perception object, even if there is any trouble around the object, the master can also arrive in an instant.

Of course, Tang En, who is also an expert, is also very clear about this. So he can't use his senses, he can only look around with his eyes... This is where Winslyn's attention is directed. He is carefully observing all the corners around the Bunnier mansion, hoping to find something.

Not long after, Bunier and the lame old man reappeared in front of the iron gate, and the latter pulled out another carriage from the courtyard. But today's Bunnier has completely changed his appearance. He is covered with a fat dress, carrying a large and large burden that should have been prepared a long time ago. The reason why he can still be recognized at a glance is because of his highly recognizable chubby figure.

"Hey, interesting." As if he found something, Woodin suddenly screamed, then raised his eyebrows a little, said with a smile, "hehe, it seems that the people who are prepared to fail are not It's just us."

Winslyn looked down subconsciously when he heard the words, Bunnier had already stepped on the newly pulled carriage, and the person was sitting in the carriage, the reins passed through the curtains, as if to A person drove away alone. Then he said something to the lame old man standing beside him, and threw out a few coins. The latter, nodded, leaned over to pick up the coins scattered on the ground, looking a little sad. At this time, the carriage had already started to gallop...

Frowning, unable to see any problem, Winslyn turned his head and looked towards Woodin. Waving his hand and pointing down, Woodin said softly, "Look."

When Nabunier drove the carriage around the corner and quickly disappeared from view, Woodin remained on the spot. Empty and unmoved.

Winslyn couldn't help but focus on seeing the lame old man. At this time, the latter came to the iron gate and was closing and locking it with great effort. Immediately, he looked at the attic inside, shook his head and sighed, and walked slowly towards the carriage that Bunnier was driving.

Looking at this scene, and thinking of the coins that Bunir threw at random before leaving, this lame janitor has no doubt just lost his job.

Of course, it doesn't matter. The important thing was that Winslyn still didn't find the weak spot, which was also obvious at a glance, and Bunnier's whole body couldn't fit into the crippled body of the lame old man.

Winslyn felt that he was going to be wrong about master, and then swept his eyes to the dark second layer attic. Could it be that the Bunir who drove away before was just a stand-in, his intention was to divert possible surveillance eyes around him, while the real Bunir was still hiding inside?

This is very possible, after all, Winslyn didn't release his perception. He felt that the person just now was Bunir, and it was only a simple judgment from his body.

But at this moment, Woodin moved, and he waved his hand along with the lame old man who was driving away slowly from below. This is Bunnier?!”

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