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Chapter 1172(1/3)

Yue Sanshu doesn't like to talk much.

His father, Yue Er, is a talkative person. He can talk to someone at home or outside for a long time. My eldest son is very good at school, and the teachers in the school will praise him. He will definitely become a national official in the future. The male's arm helps.

Yue Sanshu felt that such a father was a bit boring.

Later, he heard an old Taiping man ridicule his father, saying that only when a man loses his ambition, he will talk about his children all day long.

He didn't understand what it meant, but when he saw that his father was obviously annoyed, he argued with the man and finally resorted to liar tactics, which finally led to his victory.

He feels that talking too much is not a good thing.

He prefers to sit quietly behind the stall, observing the customers when there are customers, and watching the passing crowds when there are no customers, thinking about those people intentionally or unintentionally.

As time goes by, when he sees a person, he can instantly figure out something from the person's clothes, expression, and behavior.

He didn't know that this was also a type of experience, and that ordinary people would have to be at least thirty years old to have such attainments.

He had just gone to deliver the goods. When he came back, he heard someone shouting that the little prince was coming, so he wanted to take a look. But he found a man acting suspiciously. After careful observation, the man's right hand was hidden in his cuff, and there was a faint cold light reflected from it. .

Yue Sanshu, who often heard Yue Er bragging about his deeds back then, immediately concluded that this person was a ghost, and that there should be a flying knife in his hand.

So he shouted... Who would blame a well-meaning child for making a mistake in judgment?

Moreover, he very steadily moved away from the man, and then shouted at the top of his lungs, "Aye, someone is carrying a throwing knife!"

The purpose of calling Aye is to make the assassin believe that he is with an adult. If the assassin is smart, he should run away.

Some people bring throwing knives instead of shouting that there are assassins. This is leaving a way out for themselves.

He rushed forward and looked back, but he couldn't see it because he was too short.

However, the crowd was obviously in chaos.

"Hey! Where is it?"

Yue Sanshu stood on tiptoe and looked forward, when someone grabbed his ear.

"You brat, you are getting bolder and bolder."

Hearing the familiar voice, Yue Sanshu was happy, "Ah yes, I saw that man approaching the little prince sneakily, with his right hand clasped in his sleeve, there was a light..."

"But what does it look like?" Yue Er lowered his right hand, half-covered by his sleeve, with his four fingers pointing straight down.

"right!"

"Good boy, you have made a great contribution."

Over there, Ning Yayun held A Liang Yun's hand and said calmly: "It's just a thief."

But more than ten guards who were following quietly rushed over and blocked the two of them.

Ning Yayun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. At this time, Yue Er came over and said, "I found someone approaching the little Duke with a throwing knife."

"Yue Er!"

Someone among the guards knew Yue Er, and he immediately raised the matter to a premeditated level, "Having someone go to his home to report the news."

One of the guards said: "Should the Jin Yiwei be dispatched?"

"This is our business!"

The Yang family's guards were dispatched.

Yao Hang walked quickly through the alley.

Someone in the distance shouted, "Someone has assassinated the young Duke, catch him!"

Turning around here, a girl came in front carrying a bamboo basket. When she saw him, she quickly stood against the wall.

Oops!

I'm a little anxious.

Yao Hang slowed down and pretended to be a pedestrian walking slowly.

The girl lowered her head and walked forward.

It seems that it was hidden.

Yao Hang felt relieved.

Then the girl screamed, "Catch the assassin!"

Grass mud horse!

Yao Hang was about to explode.

Today, my identity was first exposed by a child, and then I was deceived by a girl...

This place is evil!

He ran away.

() The sound of footsteps came from everywhere.

"Surround this area and get Zhang Xu on top of the wall!"

Amidst the sound of clothes fluttering, Zhang Xu climbed up to the wall and turned his eyes...

Yao Hang squatted against the wall.

He panted lightly, thinking of ways to escape.

Zhang Xu flew up and searched from a high position.

Above the head, the sound of fluttering clothes kept approaching.

Yao Hang held the flying knife with his right hand and relaxed his body.

Get ready to explode.

The sound gradually faded away.

Yao Hang felt relieved.

He slowly looked around.

There was no movement.

Go quickly!

He wiped his face a few times, and his face changed. He looked like a farmer in his thirties.

He bent slightly and walked slowly.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said softly: "Yang Gou's guard is nothing more than that!"

"Yeah?"

Someone on the wall on the left said.

A chill ran down Yao Hang's spine, and he threw the flying knife with his backhand. Without even looking at the result, he hurried forward.

Flying knives are like stones sinking into the sea.

The sound of strong wind came from behind.

He roared, turned over and punched.

The punch was easily avoided, and Yao Hang saw a burly man who slapped him.

Bang!

Grass mud horse!

What a majestic man!

This was Yao Hang's last thought.

After waking up, he found himself in a torture chamber.

"We're just borrowing Jin Yiwei's torture chamber. We can torture him ourselves, so we don't have to worry about it."

"Why are you being so polite! If we talk about torture, our Jinyi Guards are second. Who dares to be the first in Northern Xinjiang? Since he is a dog thief who wants to assassinate the little prince, everyone can kill him."

"Haha! Really?"

"Isn't it?"

"Old thief!"

"Here we go!"

Outside, the man in Jinyiwei was speechless.

Squeak!

The door was pushed open, and a wretched old face looked inside. Seeing Yao Hang waking up, he smiled and asked, "Are you awake?"

Yao Hang was silent.

"They call me an old thief, but actually I am a good person."

The old thief was fiddling with his torture tools while chattering, "I like to think about people's muscles, bones, and flesh the most.
To be continued...
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