After running a few steps, Qiu Xu turned back again.
"This is for you. If something happens, detonate it."
Before He Jinran could even see what Qiu Xu had given him, he was already running towards the Shadow Division's gate like a phantom.
"Uncle!" He Jinran looked at his plain clothes and knew that he would only be caught if he went inside, so he could only wait anxiously.
Qiu Xu lightly touched the ground with his feet and arrived at the Shadow Bureau gate in no time.
He made a point of wearing a black face mask before getting close.
Who is it?
Without a doubt, Qiu Xu was stopped at the entrance of the Film Bureau.
Looking at the two guards at the door, he remained expressionless and showed his waist tag: Death Squad Sixteen.
The guard glanced at Qiu Xu coldly, then asked no further questions.
"Go in."
He then opened the stone door.
Qiu Xumai stepped inside.
He Jinran, hiding in the shadows, watched Qiu Xu's steps with cold sweat on his palms.
Uncle, you absolutely mustn't get into trouble!
Otherwise, his father and mother would definitely skin him alive.
After Qiu Xu entered, what came into view was a road.
And the flickering candlelight on the brazier.
Looking around, Qiu Xu saw that inside was a small alley.
Qiu Xu walked cautiously, taking small steps.
I was thinking of looking for some case files or something.
There are stone gates on both sides of the alley.
The stone gates had no windows.
As Qiu Xu passed the first stone gate, he could faintly hear the clanging sounds of killing.
The second stone gate was filled with the rising and falling sounds of whips and the painful groans of those being executed.
After passing through a few more stone gates, one of them creaked open.
Immediately afterwards, a blood-soaked assassin was seen being dragged out by a man in gray.
It looks like the assassin has just died.
The terrain left Qiu Xu with no way to dodge, so he could only cup his hands in greeting to the gray-clad man.
The man stared at him for a moment, then questioned him in a cold voice.
"Who is so unruly?"
Qiu Xu clasped his hands in a fist salute and reacted quickly, immediately taking out his waist token.
He made a cursory observation,
The man in gray had no mask on his face. His expression was cold and indifferent, like a ghost from hell.
In his hand, he still held a blood-stained whip, seemingly indicating that the assassin had been whipped to death.
"Sixteen?" The man looked at Qiu Xu with a sinister gaze.
Suddenly, a single hand gripped his throat.
"Such sneaky behavior, disregarding our company rules, deserves to die!"
Qiu Xu was suddenly grabbed by him, and with one hand, he silently reached for the musket at his waist.
Is this person his superior, or his superior's superior?
He had no idea.
Before he could make a move, the man's grip loosened, and he stopped what he was doing.
But then he heard the man say:
Kneel down!
Qiu Xu... he frowned.
The status of a suicide soldier is truly inferior to that of a lowly blade of grass.
He lowered his gaze and glanced at the badge hanging from the gray-clad man's waist.
The words "Deputy Envoy" were written on it.
Seeing that he was standing still, the deputy envoy suddenly...
Suddenly, the barbed whip in the deputy envoy's hand struck Qiu Xu's legs.
Qiu Xu dodged.
Little did he know that his action caused the assassin to drop his weapon and unleash a barrage of whips at him.
From beginning to end, no assassin has ever dared to disobey his orders.
Qiu Xu thought to himself, "These people really don't treat assassins like human beings."
He dodged again,
Just as he was about to pull the trigger and end the man's life, he heard a sneer.
“Vice Envoy, if someone doesn’t understand the rules, you can teach them a lesson, but why take their life? It’s not easy for our Shadow Division to train assassins.”
Qiu Xu secretly stopped and carefully sized up the newcomer.
The newcomer was dressed in black robes, and a hood covered most of his face.
Even if the face couldn't be covered, he still couldn't see clearly, because the person was wearing a black mask.
"Your Majesty's teachings are correct." Upon seeing the newcomer, the deputy envoy immediately knelt on one knee, smiling obsequiously.
That smile was a completely different face from the way he had just reprimanded Qiu Xu.
The lord snorted coldly, glancing down at the already soaked assassin on the ground.
Then his face was full of disgust.
"What are you all standing there for? You're bringing bad luck!"
"yes!"
The deputy envoy dragged the person toward the exit.
Then, the master's gaze fell on Qiu Xu.
First, she glanced down at his waist badge.
"Sixteen? Weren't you guys out on a mission?"
He had assumed that this person was an unnamed bodyguard outside of the Nineteenth Rank who was advancing in rank through his abilities.
He knew that the previous Sixteen was dead, and the current Sixteen was a new addition from yesterday.
The Lord's face, hidden beneath the mask, was dignified and calm.
Qiu Xu... his mind went blank for a moment.
What mission? Are you going to hunt down Xiao Ran again?
He lowered his eyes, his mind racing.
"Reporting to the Lord..."
But no matter what, I couldn't explain it.
He had originally planned to sneak in and search for clues unnoticed, but little did he know that there was only a narrow path here, with no place to hide.
And he was discovered so quickly.
"If our men fail, I'll be the only one who comes back!"
"What!" Upon hearing this, the lord's gaze turned icy.
Last time, of his nineteen loyal followers, only the first nine remained.
This time, however, they suffered a near total defeat.
The enemy was too powerful, and his top assassins were dying one after another, which pained him deeply.
Suddenly, his gaze turned cold as he looked at Qiu Xu.
"In that case, you have no reason to live!"
He had a gut feeling that Qiu Xu was suspicious.
Everyone else is dead, yet he alone survives? This kind of thing has happened before.
However, those surviving assassins were either their leader or secret agents.
Moreover, after those people returned, they were barely hanging on.
Qiu Xu not only spoke with him freely, but also did not appear to be seriously injured.
My current identity is Dark Sixteen, a being whom the Lord considers weak.
As he spoke, he swiftly drew his long sword.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang.
The master, shot in the chest, stared at Qiu Xu in disbelief, then coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.
That's right, it's that fast.
Qiu Xu acted swiftly and ruthlessly!
However, he deliberately missed.
The Lord, unaware of what had happened, heard four consecutive thuds.
The master was shot in all four limbs and fainted from the pain.
"There is no point in you living any longer, but you should leave your life to His Majesty."
Qiu Xu thought to himself, "The musket is really effective."
His effectiveness is one aspect, but his victory lies in his ability to catch his opponent off guard and launch surprise attacks.
He would not have killed his lord at this moment unless he was forced to.
At the same moment, the deputy envoy who had just disposed of the body returned.
He watched this scene unfold before his eyes, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
His mind went blank for a moment, then he swung his knife and slashed at Qiu Xu.
"This is outrageous!"
His swordsmanship was extremely fast, but Qiu Xu's movements were even faster.
After all, he was Li Zheng's personally trained disciple.
In a split second, Qiu Xu's musket was pressed against the envoy's chest.
"If you want to die, then continue!"
Qiu Xu's cold words made the deputy envoy's legs go weak.
He stared at Qiu Xu's dark gun barrel, trembling with fear.
To his surprise, even the assassins would betray him.
He was a deputy envoy who rose to his position through connections; he really had no real ability.
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