Upon hearing this, the leader grinned and laughed.
"Do you think he can escape?"
Hanhan was an honest man. After thinking for a while, he shook his head, but still said firmly, "Even if I can't escape, as long as I have a breath left, I will never let you touch the young chieftain!"
"What a loyal protector!"
The man chuckled. "I see you have some martial arts skills, and you don't seem to belong to any sect. How about joining us? If you agree, I might spare your life today! You know, if we really fight, you won't be able to protect anyone!"
That person not only casually commented on Jing Zhe's life and death in front of him, but also openly tried to poach his men!
Jing Zhe instantly felt a chill run down his spine!
Hell is empty, and all the devils are here on earth. Can this world ever get any better? What do you want from a weakling who can't even fight? This world is full of oppression against the weak. When will the weak ever be able to truly stand up?
Fortunately, he's still the same silly goose.
"No, even if I die, I will die with the young chieftain!"
The more he said that, the more the man appreciated him.
"Good, good! I won't let you die!"
Then he said to the men in black behind him, "Go, kill him quickly! As for this fool, spare him!"
"Yes, boss!"
As he spoke, two men in black carrying knives rushed forward, while the others stood guard indifferently behind them, as if they thought that sending just two people was more than enough.
"Young Master, run! I'll hold them off for a bit!"
Seeing that Jing Zhe was not moving, Hanhan called out anxiously.
"You're not leaving? Do you think I'd back down like a coward?"
At this moment, Jing Zhe was furious.
Can you please consider my feelings? After all, I'm the main character!
But then he sighed inwardly.
Upon arriving in Jingzhou, he didn't perform any funeral rites, but he did encounter several assassination attempts. Fortunately, each time he faced danger, his beloved would descend from the sky dressed in a sky-blue Taoist robe, wielding a Azure Sky Sword...
Unfortunately, she's gone to Jinxi now, and she'll probably have to save herself today!
"etc!"
As he spoke, Jing Zhe reached into his pocket.
"Um... I have a question I'd like to ask! I have a gold medal bestowed by His Majesty, a token from the Jinghong Iron Cavalry, and of course, a token from the Qingyun Sect, the head of the four major sects! I wonder which of these three tokens you think looks the best?"
Perhaps even the heavens knew Jing Zhe wanted to add some drama, so they blew a gentle breeze, clearing away the dark clouds and revealing a sliver of the full moon. Although it didn't quite achieve the effect of daylight, it was still possible to see quite a few things clearly, such as the three tokens in Jing Zhe's hand.
The two men in black carrying knives stopped and turned back to look at the leader with puzzled expressions.
They couldn't tell which token looked better, but they knew the weight of all three tokens; none of them were light!
Royal Army, the Flying Iron Cavalry, Qingyun Sect.
They represent the government, the military, and the sects, respectively; any one of them is enough to give others a run for their money.
The leader seemed surprised that Jing Zhe was not a good person after all; his martial arts skills were mediocre, but he had quite a few badges.
But he didn't care and suddenly burst out laughing: "These brands, every single one of them looks good!"
"Right? I think so too."
Jing Zhe laughed loudly as well, then put the token away.
As long as the show-off effect is achieved, that's fine. It seems that the three tokens have a pretty good deterrent effect, at least making these black-clad assassins dare not touch him anymore.
However, he was also very puzzled as to who wanted to kill him.
Such a highly skilled and well-trained group of assassins is certainly not something an ordinary person could hire. Among those who have a grudge against him, it seems there is only one person with this ability...
Su Xinping?
But he was still lying on the table, drunk as a dead dog. He saw it with his own eyes, there was no faking it. Could it be that from inviting him to the East Palace to killing him, it was all pre-planned?
If that's the case, then it's terrifying. It seems Wang Yingqiu was right; he's currently too weak without any official position. After tonight, when he sees Emperor An again, he must secure an official post—not for show, but for his own safety…
But something unexpected happened.
After the leader finished speaking, he asked the two people in front of him, "Don't you think it looks good?"
"nice…"
Seemingly not expecting their boss to ask such a question at such a crucial moment, the two of them took a moment to react before replying.
"Since you think it's good-looking, then kill him, and these three tokens are yours!"
"But…"
"But what do you mean, 'but'!"
Seemingly anticipating their concerns, the leader roared, "It's a dark and windy night, who knows you killed him?"
"Yes, boss!"
After hearing this, the two people turned around again.
Under the moonlight, his eyes looked much more resolute.
Without further hesitation, the two charged forward with their knives.
And Hanhan, once again, went to meet them empty-handed.
Seeing this, Jing Zhe was moved and felt guilty, wishing he could slap himself.
What happened to getting a weapon for the silly guy?
...
The simpleton's martial arts skills were indeed quite good; otherwise, the leader wouldn't have suggested recruiting him.
However, the two men in black were also skilled in martial arts, and wielding large swords, they gained the upper hand in a short time by fighting two against one.
After another round, one person entangled Hanhan, while the other person pulled out a knife from behind and slashed directly at Hanhan's neck.
Fortunately, the leader had given the order, and the man in black used the back of the knife instead of the blade. With a heavy blow, Hanhan immediately lost consciousness.
Jing Zhe felt helpless; death was once again so close to him.
"Kill him quickly!"
Because of his foolishness, the brutal killing that should have been completed in an instant was delayed by a quarter of an hour. Moreover, the wind blew harder and harder, blowing away all the dark clouds in the sky and revealing the full moon, which illuminated the alleyway as if it were daytime.
The assassin didn't like this environment, so he ordered the two to finish the job quickly.
This time, the two men in black remained silent, and one of them raised his knife and slashed at Jing Zhe.
As death loomed, Jing Zhe no longer thought about loyalty and ran towards the other end of the alley based solely on his physical instincts.
But how did he manage to escape?
Staggering, he had only run a few steps when he fell to the ground.
Immediately afterward, a gleaming broadsword was brought to his head.
A close call, a matter of life and death!
Jing Zhe closed his eyes, and what appeared in his mind were some bizarre and fantastical images, with the figures of people he had seen since his transmigration passing by like movie clips.
"bite!"
Suddenly, he heard the sound of weapons clashing, but he didn't feel any pain.
He opened his eyes and saw a chestnut-red spear planted straight in front of him, three feet into the ground!
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