When he counted to thirty, Fan Xian lifted the curtain and walked out of his residence. He looked coldly at the black carriage. There seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary about it. Even the secret mark Wang Qinian had placed in front of the carriage door had not been moved. His opponent was indeed an expert.
At that moment, there was a sudden shuddering sound throughout the camp. Other than the members of the diplomatic mission who had been drugged, the trusted aides of the Qinian Unit, who had been notified by Fan Xian, all stood behind him. Behind him came the sound of heavy breathing and the sound of something digging the ground. It was the sound of three black dogs. Their mouths were covered with leather, so they couldn't make any noise.
Fan Xian scratched his itchy hair and waved his hand. "Open the door and release the dogs."
Wang Qinian calmly waved his hand, and his subordinates loosened the ropes. The three black dogs, who had been locked up for a month, could no longer control their violent, bestial instincts. Following the faint scent that entered their nostrils, they silently went berserk. Their four toes dug into the ground, and they became three black shadows that fiercely pounced out of the camp.
At that moment, there was a flash of cold light! Countless poisoned weapons flew toward the bodies of the dogs!
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With a series of clanging sounds, the rain-like hidden weapons met with a gust of wind, and fell to the ground far away. Immediately after, the gust of wind rushed toward the assassins who had launched a sneak attack.
There were several tearing sounds, and after a few miserable cries, the bodies of two assassins were cut into three pieces. Their heads flew into the air, and blood sprayed everywhere!
A long knife rose from the ground, piercing through the air and cutting into the armpit of the last assassin. With two swishing sounds, the assassin's arms were like white lotus roots dipped in syrup. They were separated from his body and fell to the ground, bouncing a few times.
The leader of the Tiger Guards, Gao Da, sheathed his long knife and held it behind his back. The six Tiger Guards behind him sheathed their knives as well. They stood neatly in the middle of the camp in the darkness, looking very handsome.
But now was not the time for posturing. Wang Qinian had already leaped to the side of the assassin whose arms had been cut off. His leap seemed ordinary, but in the blink of an eye, he had covered a distance of several dozen feet. The Overwatch Council's reputation as a pair of wings was not in vain.
With quick movements, Wang Qinian fiercely stabbed the iron rod in his hand into the assassin's mouth. After a series of stirring, an extremely unpleasant sound rang out. Wang Qinian reached into the assassin's already bloody mouth and pulled out the poisonous tooth. He carefully wrapped it in a cloth, then took out a round wooden ball from his bosom and stuffed it into the assassin's mouth to prevent the assassin from biting off his tongue and committing suicide.
The assassin's arms had been chopped off, and blood flowed like a river. He was in so much pain that he wished he was dead. After being stuffed by Wang Qinian, tears, snot, and saliva flowed into his mouth. He looked incomparably miserable and terrifying.
"The enemy actually managed to sneak into the courtyard." Wang Qinian frowned as he looked at the assassin's face and realized that it was a familiar face. "Fortunately, the method of hiding poison is the same as in the yard."
He then turned to his subordinate and said, "Heal him. Do not let him die. Treat him well and make sure he confesses."
The subordinate responded in a low voice, but he asked curiously, "Master Wang, you've already broken all his teeth. Will the poison enter his body?"
Wang Qinian was startled. He had been a civil official for so many years that he was indeed a bit rusty. He hurriedly took the wooden ball out of the assassin's mouth and washed it with clean water. He then fed the assassin a few antidote pills that Commissioner Fan had given him.
Seeing that he was about to put the wooden ball back into the assassin's mouth, the subordinate finally couldn't help but say, "His teeth are all broken. How can he commit suicide by biting off his tongue?" “
Wang Qinian was greatly embarrassed. He turned his head and scolded, "I like to stuff wooden balls in his mouth. Can't I?"
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While the camp was bustling with noise and excitement, Fan Xian had already tied up his sleeves and trousers. He flipped the back of his hat over to hide his face, and under the cover of his black clothes, he disappeared into the night. The seven Tiger Guards, with their amazing bladesmanship, followed him in the direction of the three tracking dogs. There was no sound along the way, and they didn't startle the moon in the sky. They only caused the reeds to sway gently.
The camp was guarded by the people of the Overwatch Council, and the Black Knights had left a squad outside. Fan Xian was at ease.
Although the poison he had injected into Xiao En's body was tyrannical, the most important thing was that even though Xiao En had used his powerful zhenqi to expel it from his body, it still left a faint smell in his pores.
Xiao En couldn't smell it himself, but the dogs could. In some ways, humans were indeed inferior to dogs.
A dark cloud appeared on the horizon, and the moonlight immediately dimmed. Only the sound of the night wind brushing against the surface of the lake and the swaying of the reeds could be heard.
Fan Xian's entire body was wrapped in darkness. Only a pair of bright eyes could be seen.
After discovering that Xiao En had succeeded in expelling the poison, Fan Xian had taken the initiative to plan this operation. After all, no one in the diplomatic mission dared to oppose his idea, and the members of the Overwatch Council, who knew the inside story, followed his lead. But this was also a very risky operation. If Xiao En really did take the opportunity to escape, Yan Bingyun naturally wouldn't be able to return. A poisonous snake would forever remain in the darkness, waiting to deal a fatal blow to a specific person in the Kingdom of Qing. No matter what, Fan Xian couldn't bear such a great loss.
Suddenly, a few strange noises came from the reeds in front of him. Fan Xian twitched his nose. Through the special cloth, he could still smell the faint scent of blood. The three ferocious black dogs seemed to be dead. The fact that Xiao En was able to kill the three ferocious dogs in the blink of an eye meant that he had recovered a lot of his bodily functions.
Fan Xian quietly stood on the slightly damp muddy ground, separated by the heavy curtain of reeds. He narrowed his eyes and looked ahead, calculating the distance between him and Xiao En.
He clenched his right hand and raised it. The seven Tiger Guards behind him immediately understood their young master's intentions. They looked at each other, then scattered into the reeds, not daring to get too close to Xiao En.
At this moment, Xiao En was definitely aware that someone was chasing after him, but this old man clearly hadn't forgotten all of his escape techniques even after twenty years in prison. Relying on the cover of the night, the cover of the reeds, and the blowing of the lake breeze, he silently fled towards the northeastern border.
Fan Xian knew that there must be someone there to receive Xiao En.
He calmly flew forward, the Tyrannical zhenqi in his body gradually circulating. His feet touched the slightly damp muddy ground, and his whole body shot forward like an arrow, scattering the reeds that came his way. Occasionally, he would stop and carefully examine his surroundings. His fingers lightly slid across the reeds, which were clearly freshly broken, and his eyes fell on the steady footprints he had left in the mud.
Xiao En was circling.
Fan Xian was circling.
In the darkness of the night, the hunter and the prey were one in front and one behind, but no one knew when the roles would be reversed. For Xiao En, he had to break away from the diplomatic mission's control and meet up with the people on his side. For Fan Xian, he had to seize this opportunity that he had single-handedly created.
Gradually, Fan Xian's eyes, which were not covered by the black cloth, grew brighter and brighter. The marks that Xiao En had left behind were becoming more and more obvious. It seemed that he was old and weak, and no longer as brave as he had been in the past. Furthermore, the poison he had injected these days had not been for nothing.
Passing through the reeds by the lakeside, he came to the edge of a short fir forest. Fan Xian frowned. His extremely sharp eyes, even in the darkness, could still see that the footsteps on the edge of the forest were somewhat disorderly. He didn't dare to be careless. He slowly retreated, making a large circle, and entered the short fir forest from the side.
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Suddenly, a mournful whistle rang out in the darkness. A black rope sprang up from the shallow grass at the foot of the forest. It wrapped around the ankle of a man — it was a Tiger Guard who had followed Fan Xian into the forest! The Tiger Guard's entire body was still in the air, but his body had already bounced up with great strength. With a twist of his right hand, the long knife on his back swung out with a clang, cutting the black rope in half.
The Tiger Guard's entire body fell forward with the force of the black rope. It looked like he was about to land on solid ground.
A crossbow bolt flew at him. Startled, he raised his long knife and knocked the bolt away with a clang. His entire body struggled backwards, retreating half a step from where he had expected to land. The tip of his foot relaxed, and only then did he discover that there was a pit in front of him. In the pit, there were a few sharp branches that formed a simple trap!
Fan Xian stood close to the tree and released his finger from the trigger. Watching the Tiger Guard once again disappear into the darkness, he let out a sigh of relief.
From within the forest came the cry of two owls. It was very unpleasant and ear-piercing. There was a slight movement on one of the branches, and the knife flashes in all directions suddenly broke free from the silence. They transformed into seven streaks of snow-like beauty, cutting through all the space in that area.
Countless chunks of blood splattered in the center of the forest. With a swish, the leader of the Tiger Guards, Gao Da, carried his knife behind his back. He waved a torch and illuminated the dead man's face. He shook his head. Clearly, the dead man was not Xiao En.
The torch was extinguished again, and the seven Tiger Guards appeared. In a semicircle formation, they searched the depths of the short forest.
Fan Xian disappeared into the darkness, moving slowly along the trees. He hadn't expected Xiao En to take the man who had opened the car door with him. This realization made him feel a little strange. But he knew that Xiao En was still in the forest, because the poison he had ingested these past few days was still emitting a faint smell.
The moon slowly floated out from the clouds, and the forest was bathed in silver light. Fan Xian pressed his palm lightly against a tree, feeling the slight tremors coming from all directions. His heart was filled with the confidence to kill his opponent.
Xiao En was in this forest.
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