Chapter 350 This Dashun Kingdom will basically become yours
I have to say, the power and speed of this repeating crossbow really helped him.
In just a blink of an eye, the six targeted secret guards were shot dead by arrows in the eyebrows.
Just as they were staggering and falling from the tree, Mo Jiuye had quickly aimed the crossbow at the other four secret guards.
The same result occurred. The four secret guards died before they knew what had happened.
Although Mo Jiuye is fast and can kill ten secret guards in a row, if he still cannot alert the remaining two, then they should not be secret guards.
The remaining two secret guards realized something was wrong and immediately jumped down from the tree.
Before they had time to react, Mo Jiuye's figure quickly passed in front of them, and at the same time, he scattered a bag of powder.
The two of them also fell down without any consciousness.
Mo Jiuye showed no mercy and took out a dagger to kill them.
The hiding place of these secret guards was remote. Although Mo Jiuye's series of actions did not alarm anyone, there were so many corpses in the heavily guarded palace. If not handled properly, clues would inevitably be revealed.
There happened to be an abandoned artificial lake not far away, and there were no signs of people walking around. Mo Jiuye threw all the corpses into the river.
As long as he could successfully capture Mr. Simeng and get him to leave the Ninth Prince's Mansion, it would have nothing to do with him even if the bodies surfaced and were discovered.
After dealing with these, Mo Jiuye observed carefully again before walking towards the place where he heard the piano sound that day.
Although Mo Jiuye has been in the capital for many years, this is his first time visiting the Ninth Prince's Mansion.
He had no idea that there would be such a desolate place in the Ninth Prince's Palace.
Because there was a patch of grass in front of him, and many weeds were more than a person's height, it was obvious that no one took care of this place.
If it weren't for his strong sense of direction, he would even suspect that he had gone to the wrong place.
Fortunately, Mo Jiuye could see a yard not far away through the weeds. From a distance, the yard looked very dilapidated.
He guessed that this was where Mr. Simeng was.
It was really well hidden. If he hadn't discovered the clue that day, it would have been hard to imagine that someone would be hiding here.
Mo Jiuye did not dare to be careless at all. In order to avoid making noise by walking through the weeds, he walked around the edge.
Walking out of the bushes, the view before my eyes suddenly became clear.
Although the yard here looks a little shabby, it is kept clean.
And through observation, there were no secret guards hiding around.
Mo Jiuye guessed that the dozen or so secret guards he had just dealt with should be responsible for protecting Mr. Simeng. Perhaps for some reason, they could not get too close to here, so they stayed on the road to defend.
Mo Jiuye analyzed the situation in his mind while approaching the yard cautiously.
Suddenly, the door facing him was pushed open and two people walked out.
One of them was the Ninth Prince of the Dashun Dynasty, and the other one was not much different from the one he had seen briefly last time.
He was dressed in white, had a thin figure, white hair draped behind him, and wore a hat on his head that was similar in style to the one the woman wore when she went out.
"Don't worry, sir. Today, I will make sure that all these poisonous insects are put to good use."
The Ninth Prince's tone was full of excitement, and at the same time, he put a few small porcelain bottles into his arms.
Mr. Simeng was wearing a hat, so Mo Jiuye couldn't see his expression clearly, but his tone revealed a sense of indifference.
"Well, after this is accomplished, this Dashun Kingdom will basically become yours."
"Thank you for your help, sir. When I take that position, you will be the most honorable national teacher of Dashun." The Ninth Prince continued to flatter.
"Okay, I'll wait for the day when the Ninth Prince succeeds." Mr. Simeng's tone was still cold, without a trace of warmth.
However, Mo Jiuye could sense the perfunctory tone in his words.
The Ninth Prince respectfully clasped his fists towards Mr. Simeng.
"Don't worry, sir. I have been gathering my strength for so many years just for this moment. I cannot afford to make any mistakes.
The guests ahead have almost all arrived, and I still have to deal with them."
Mr. Simeng nodded, but did not respond. Instead, he stood there and looked at the Ninth Prince's back as he walked away, thoughtfully.
Mr. Simeng remained standing until the Ninth Prince's back disappeared from his sight.
In order to prove that he had not found the wrong person, Mo Jiuye gave orders to Xiaobai who was high in the sky.
Xiaobai immediately flew over from a distance, targeting Mr. Simeng.
Mr. Simeng was about to go back to the house when he suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky.
"Baby, you're back."
At this moment, his tone was in stark contrast to the coldness he had just shown when facing the Ninth Prince. It could be described as doting.
Then he stretched out an arm and motioned Xiaobai to land on it.
Xiaobai had received Mo Jiuye's signal, so he would naturally cooperate in every way.
Following a not-so-loud cry, a snow-white figure passed through the air and landed steadily on the arm.
Mr. Simeng was about to reach out and touch its snow-white feathers lovingly, but Xiaobai got angry at this moment.
Mr. Simeng is now a scary stranger to Xiaobai.
Mr. Simeng thought that Xiaobai was frightened because he had not been with him for a while, and did not suspect that it would change owners.
He stretched out a hand and patiently stroked its fur.
Just at this moment, a burst of firecrackers came from the front yard.
Mo Jiuye suddenly had an idea and he knew that his chance had come.
To deal with such a cunning person, we must not let him escape because of carelessness like last time.
Mo Jiuye took out the tranquilizer gun from his arms and aimed at Mr. Simeng.
Accompanied by the loud sound of firecrackers, Mo Jiuye also pulled the trigger.
The anesthetic bullet hit Mr. Simeng's left shoulder exactly, and at this time Xiaobai spread his wings and flew towards his master.
I have to say that Mr. Simeng is really different from ordinary people.
Others who were shot with an anesthetic gun would fall to the ground instantly, but he still had the energy to look in Mo Jiuye's direction before falling down.
Mo Jiuye had no doubt about the power of the tranquilizer gun. After seeing that it was done, he ordered Xiaobai to fly to a safe distance, and he came to Mr. Simeng as fast as possible.
He did not rush to take people away, but went into his room to check it out first.
The room was very tidy, with nothing else except some common furnishings.
There weren't even any possible poisons or insects.
The more this happened, the more strange Mo Jiuye felt. How could someone who relied on these things to save his life not have them around him?
He didn't want to give up like this, so he relied on his experience and knocked on the surrounding walls and wardrobes, but still found nothing.
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