"I don't think I can be resurrected this time."
Even though he felt that Shi Qiang was dead, Cong Chongqiu still drew his knife and scratched Shi Qiang's neck.
With one slash of the knife, Shi Qiang's dead body twitched a few times, and the blood on his neck splattered all over the bed.
Cong Chongqiu's body was also stained with blood.
But this time, he felt relieved.
If Shi Qiang can survive like this, he can only say that he is awesome.
"Oh my!" Magistrate Wang's eyes twitched. "How are we going to get out like this?"
He was so weak that he would be doomed if anyone caught him.
Cong Chongqiu looked at the two assassins at Lin Changshou's feet.
"Master Lin and I put on the clothes of the death warriors and went out to strangle those people to death."
Lin Changshou nodded, "Okay."
As he said this, he immediately squatted down and stripped the assassin's clothes.
If you wear the clothes of a death soldier and get close to him, he will not be so vigilant.
As long as the assassins relax a little, he can take the opportunity to get rid of them.
Cong Chongqiu stood up from the bed and began to take off his bloody yamen runner's clothes.
Magistrate Wang looked left and right, and became anxious.
"If you all go out, what should I do?"
"If someone suddenly breaks in, won't I be finished?"
There were more than 200 death warriors and more than 1,000 soldiers.
He was not worried about those soldiers. The soldiers were seconded by Shi Qiang from Lanyue City, and those people did not live in the courtyard of the Wu Ma family.
But those two hundred death warriors are all here.
Once Lin Changshou and Cong Chongqiu start fighting with those assassins, someone will definitely remember him.
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