Some people say that all things in the world are equal, and Fang Xing sneered at this.

Humans are animals of interest, and interests are the driving force.

The position of a person and the money he has determines which class he should be in, including the location of his residence.

The powerful will not live with the people, both the Ming Dynasty and Halie, and everyone takes this for granted.

The houses in the gathering areas of the powerful are tall, and the bulges of the domes look like giants at night, big and weird, and ridiculous.

There was no quiet here. Many powerful families were singing and laughing. The sound of musical instruments was heard outside. The soldiers couldn't help but look at the brightly lit place.

The shadows can be seen shaking, and the light figures are swaying with the music. Even if you can't see the charming faces clearly, it can still make people feel dry.

There were two men talking outside the door. When they saw someone peeping here, they scolded: "Get out! You don't need your dirty eyes here!"

Without a refutation, the sergeant of the patrol team left in a hurry.

If they don’t leave, the powerful will dare to stop them and ask them about the thousand households they belong to, and will make them look good tomorrow.

Seeing that they were tactful, the two men cursed a few times, then turned around and entered.

The whole city was silent, even at night, but it was not restricted here.

These powerful people are all relying on Maiergan, and it is these people who help him control the army and the country.

If it was the Ming Dynasty, the censor would be very happy to use bullet stamps to tell the violators what rules are, but here we cannot, because Mei'ergan is acquiescing to all this.

So they are even more unscrupulous.

Just amid the bright lights and wine, several black shadows quietly appeared outside a mansion.

The houses made of stones without walls seem very solid.

Three black shadows looked up at the window above, one of them pointed at it, and then one of them took a deep breath and began to climb.

There is no unnecessary structure on the periphery of the house, but only subtle bulges formed by some patterns.

The black shadow's fingers were like the claws of a goshawk, firmly grasping the bulges.

He even kept rising by just the alternation of his hands, which required powerful strength.

The two black shadows below were not worried that their companions would fall from above, and they observed their left and right separately.

Joy continues, here is the side of this mansion, no one will come.

Halfway through the climb, there were more patterns of different shapes, and the black shadow's feet also found a place to borrow strength, so the climbing speed became faster.

Soon, a rope slowly fell from above.

The two black shadows also climbed up.

There are windows on it, no, because there is no window paper, it looks more like a breathable small door.

The three of them quietly entered the building through the small door.

This is the highest point, but the singing and dancing are at the lowest point.

Three black shadows found the master bedroom and quietly went in.

The singing and dancing continued until late at night.

The owner of the mansion, a civil servant who was trusted by Meiergan, stumbled and hugged a woman, followed by two servants.

The servant stared greedily at the woman in front of him who was swaying hips and the waist that seemed to be without bones.

Beautiful!

The civil servant talked and laughed with the woman. After he arrived outside the master bedroom, he didn't know what he did. The woman screamed and then was pulled in by him.

The two servants will serve as the guards tonight. If the civil servants come out and see that they are loyal to their duties, then they will be in trouble.

Soon, the sound of men and women playing and the sound gradually became warm.

The two servants listened to the sound that made people's heartbeat inside, and each was fantasizing in their minds.

Later, a roar and a woman's scream came from inside, and the sound came to an abrupt end.

"Damn it's finally over."

A servant complained in a low voice.

His companion also licked his dry lips and said, "It seems to be a little shorter today."

"It can be long or short after drinking, but I can't tell."

"You know everything, do you often go to that one when you get drunk?"

"Of course, that felt relaxed and wonderful."

The two servants gradually became distracted by the topic. One of them suddenly sniffed and frowned, "What does it smell?"

Another learns that he sucks his nose and says, "It seems like it smells blood?"

Well!

The two felt that the owner was afraid that the master had drunk too much and had to take too much action, which caused the woman to be injured.

But isn't the door closed? How could the smell of blood come out so quickly?

The two of them turned around slowly and prepared to ask about the situation inside.

The oil lamp is hung on the wall, and the light shakes slightly, spreading softly around it.

Just under this soft light, the two servants who turned around saw two pairs of cold eyes.

The two men were wearing black clothes, and even covered their faces to prevent their face from being reflected, leaving only cold eyes exposed.

The scene was too terrifying. As soon as the two of them opened their mouths and were about to scream, the two men in black reached out to block their mouths and waved their right hand.

The sword flashed, and the throats of the two servants were cut off.

Blood was squirting into the air.

The two men in black retreated to the back at the same time, avoiding the ejaculation of blood.

A man in black came out inside. He looked at the servant who was lying on the ground, covering his neck helplessly, and his eyes gradually dimmed, and said with satisfaction: "It is to be a revenge-killing look, it is best to be bloody."

The Ming Dynasty's words echoed here in a low voice, and the three men in black did not return along the same path.

They walked down the steps, as casually as they were at home.

The singing and dancing downstairs were over, and all the time they should go to enjoy were gone, and the remaining few servants were cleaning up the mess.

When the three dark shadows came down, the servants screamed almost at the same time.

Step forward quickly, swing the knife, and repeat the movement.

The three black shadows began to slaughter like murderous machines. It took only a few breaths, and the servants fell in a pool of blood.

Screams and screams alarmed the neighbors around. Some were yelling and scolding, and some were asking, and it was a mess.

After a little slowdown, someone came out to check and saw three black shadows running away.

Those who live here are all powerful people, so the servants are naturally not qualified to visit each other.

After reporting to their respective masters, several noble officials were surrounded by servants and walked into the civil servant's home.

"ah!"

"Murdered!"

...

As a leader and a king, Meiergan knew the importance of maintaining his body well, so he had already entered a state of sleep at this moment.

A burst of rapid footsteps came outside the bedroom, and then someone knocked on the door gently.

The knocking sound was very small, but it was persevering.

Meiergan was finally woken up.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked blankly at the dome of the bedroom.

The oil lamp emits soft light not far away, making people feel sleepy.

He gradually became clear, and the knock on the door outside was still there, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

...

This time the killing was characterized as a revenge.

"... King, if it is assassination, it should be silent, so we think this is a vendetta, as for who it is..."

The dead minister was an important minister of Mei'ergan. Who dared to enter the house and kill him?

Waking up by someone is not a pleasant thing. Meiergan resisted the urge to yawn, glanced over and said, "Find it clearly."

His eyes finally stopped at a civil servant.

The civil servant looked confused and helpless. He was the enemy of the civil servant who was killed.

If you are a person, you will have friends, it just depends on whether you are sincere or not.

The dead civil servants have friends and have a very good relationship with each other.

Meiergan noticed the pair of hatred eyes, and said angrily: "Don't cause trouble before finding out, otherwise you will be punished severely!"

Public is public, private is private, this is Ma'er Gan's attitude.

The civil servant also noticed those bad gazes and said, "Wang, this matter has nothing to do with me. I went to bed early tonight. Many people in the family have seen it. You can ask questions."

Someone sarcastically said, "When you sleep, do you still have to be stared at by someone? It's ridiculous!"

"alright!"

Seeing that the internal strife was about to begin, Meier stood up and said, "Go and check this matter immediately and see who did it. You will be more at ease before this."
Chapter completed!