Chapter 689
"Uh..."
Therefore.
It was but a single breath's time.
The short blade in Tong Lu's hand seemed to dim in an instant.
He widened his eyes.
Staring at the crossbow bolts embedded in his body.
He had turned into a hedgehog.
Blood spilled rapidly from his mouth and nose.
He let out a miserable laugh and died, filled with resentment!
"Go!"
After resolving Tong Lu, this team of men.
Acted immediately and decisively.
With nimble hands and feet, they stepped forward to retrieve the crossbow bolts.
Then they carried the corpse away.
They came and went like the wind.
In the silence, a human life was extinguished.
Were it not for the pool of blood on the ground.
No one would have guessed that a tragedy had just occurred here!
And not long after they left.
"Collecting night soil!"
Two figures pushing a night soil cart appeared.
【476】 The Miaoyin Workshop is destroyed! The Jiangzuo Alliance suffers! Assassinating Mei Changsu!
They passed by this place.
Upon seeing the fresh blood on the ground, they remained unhurried.
Instead, they actually took buckets of water from the night soil cart.
Then poured them over the blood.
Rinsing it once.
Then.
Not long after.
Even the last bit of evidence vanished without a trace!
The two men collecting the night soil.
Continued their work as if nothing had happened.
From beginning to end.
The men from the Wucheng Military and Horse Department responsible for the curfew.
Did not appear even once.
Only after everything was over did they leisurely begin their patrol.
And these people, in reality, were all Jia Hui's men.
The assassins were the Worry-Relieving Guards of the Worry-Relieving Battalion.
Those who cleaned up and handled the aftermath were the Qingzhou soldiers.
The men of the Wucheng Military and Horse Department were also all Jia Hui's.
There is a saying that fits this moment perfectly.
The referee and the linesmen are all my people.
Even the judges, the witnesses, the organizers, and the co-organizers—every single unit is my person!
How can you fight me?!
Therefore.
This was the source of Jia Hui's confidence in directly attacking the Miaoyin Workshop.
He didn't bother playing any schemes or tricks with them.
He went all-in, crushing everything in his path!
Jia Hui's strike was fast, sharp, and ruthless!
The men sent out by Uncle Thirteen.
Were also quickly annihilated.
Soon.
The entire Miaoyin Workshop was surrounded.
Over a hundred Worry-Relieving Guards took action.
Additionally, the Red Sleeve Recruitment also sent many experts to assist.
On the perimeter.
Thousands of rotating soldiers from the Wucheng Military and Horse Department patrolled the entire city, controlling the scene.
The Miaoyin Workshop could not escape even with wings!
Whoosh!
A gust of evening wind blew by!
"Kill!"
The leader gave a low shout.
They quickly scaled the walls and killed their way in!
Years of peace had made the people of the Miaoyin Workshop complacent.
So many had their heads severed even while in their night dreams!
"Who are you!"
Uncle Thirteen was the first to notice the anomaly, his heart heavy as he shouted.
Slash!
Without any hesitation!
The Worry-Relieving Guards and the assassins from the Red Sleeve Recruitment struck with long swords and blades!
They were all professional killers.
There was no intention of wasting words with him.
Although Uncle Thirteen had some means.
He was simply no match for so many assassins.
In just a moment's time.
He met his end!
"Uncle Thirteen...!"
Gong Yu, sensing the anomaly, appeared and looked at Uncle Thirteen, who was like family to her.
Holding a long sword, she cried out in grief.
Though she still possessed a willow-like waist and a face like snow and flowers, inside, she seemed possessed by a fierce ghost; a scorching, violent flame emerged, like the resentment of a demon, like the wrath of a celestial maiden, her killing intent and baleful aura chilling to the bone!
Yet, facing her.
The crowd felt no fear at all.
"Capture her!"
A leading Worry-Relieving Guard shouted.
The crowd understood. ===== CHAPTER 690 =====
End of Chapter
