Gaia year 2, 1st January, capital.
No matter how perverted the expansion pack released yesterday was, that was a matter for the future. What the players were most concerned about now was the second system auction.
Walking on the bustling streets of the capital, Ouyang Shuo could not help but sigh. Compared to the capital, his small land was really dilapidated. There was no comparison at all.
The wide streets were filled with pedestrians and carriages. The shops on both sides were at least two stories high. They were richly ornamented, with green bricks and red tiles. There was a dazzling lineup of goods. It was an indescribable prosperity.
Beside Ouyang Shuo, there were two beauties, Song Jia and Bing'er.
Compared to the hustle and bustle of the modern city, the ancient capital had its own charm.
"Brother, candied haws!"
After coming to the capital, Bing'er's gluttonous nature was revealed. The little girl held a sugar figurine in her hand and stared at the candied haws in the hands of the vendor. The smile in her eyes was overflowing.
Ouyang Shuo had not gone shopping with Bing'er for a long time. He felt guilty.
He would do whatever he could.
"Brother, give me a skewer of candied haws!" Ouyang Shuo handed over a silver coin.
"No, two skewers!" Song Jia suddenly said.
Ouyang Shuo was speechless. Was being a glutton contagious?
The two beauties, each holding a skewer of candied haws, slowly walked on the street. They were eating with relish, attracting the attention of others.
Danger suddenly descended.
The man behind Ouyang Shuo looked ordinary, but a sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
The sharp blade was unsheathed, flickering with cold light.
A sword light flashed, piercing towards Ouyang Shuo's heart.
Ouyang Shuo was shocked. His scalp tingled and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
Feeling the killing intent behind him, Ouyang Shuo did not have time to think. At the critical moment, he dodged to the side and the sharp blade pierced into his chest, causing blood to flow.
Ouyang Shuo slid forward, instantly increasing the distance between him and the enemy.
Turning around, he saw a young swordsman approaching him again. The sword in his hand was still stained with blood.
"Wuyi!"
Song Jia, who was walking in front, noticed the abnormality and exclaimed. With a swoosh, she raised her Azure Edge Sword and was about to rush over to help.
Ouyang Shuo didn't turn around. He was on high alert and said, "Don't come over, protect Bing 'er!"
Song Jia's body froze, and she immediately stopped moving. She held onto Bing 'er's small hand, protecting her by her side as she looked at Ouyang Shuo worriedly. She could feel that the assassin's swordsmanship was extraordinary.
The assassin didn't give Ouyang Shuo any chance. After his first attack failed, he pounced forward once more.
Ouyang Shuo's expression turned cold. He didn't even have the chance to take out the Heavenly Devil Spear from his storage pouch. If he was distracted, it would be possible for the other party to take advantage of his weakness.
Fortunately, in addition to his spear skills, his Eight Extremities Fist was not just for show.
A sword light flashed as Ouyang Shuo executed the King of Hell's Three Points to parry his opponent's sword, and then he executed the Overlord's Forceful Reins to seize the sharp blade in his opponent's hand.
The assassin wasn't an easy opponent to deal with. Seeing that the other party's adaptability had exceeded his expectations and was completely inconsistent with the information he had received, he didn't dare to be careless. He executed his sword moves in an airtight manner, not giving Ouyang Shuo any chance at all.
In the blink of an eye, Ouyang Shuo's hands were already dripping with blood and had a few sword marks on them.
If it wasn't for Ouyang Shuo's tenacious character, he would have already cried out in pain.
Gaia's simulation of pain was only able to weaken it by 50%.
The Eight Extremities Fist was suitable for close combat. The assassin's vision was extremely sharp, so he immediately distanced himself from Ouyang Shuo and started a guerilla battle with him. Sword lights flashed unceasingly, leaving deep and shallow wounds on Ouyang Shuo's body.
Ouyang Shuo felt sullen in his heart. Without a weapon in hand, it was inconvenient. In addition, he didn't have time to deal with the sword that pierced into his chest at the beginning. Once he moved, the wound would be torn open, causing blood to flow unceasingly.
A large amount of blood loss caused his physical strength to rapidly decline, and he was already somewhat unable to concentrate.
If this went on, it was very likely that he would bleed to death.
Logically speaking, the assassin's current best method was to continue wasting time like this.
Unfortunately, one mustn't forget that this was the most prosperous street in the Capital.
An assassination instantly caused the bustling street to be in an uproar, and the people were in chaos.
It wouldn't be long before the experts from the Six Doors who were in charge of the Capital's security would arrive.
At that time, everything would be too late.
Just at this moment, a sharp arrow pierced through the air from the second floor of the street, accurately hitting Ouyang Shuo's calf. The huge impact caused Ouyang Shuo's body to stagger, and he almost knelt on the ground.
"Wuyi!"
Song Jia cried out in alarm. Her heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife, and she couldn't wait to immediately raise her sword to meet the attack.
But Song Jia couldn't. Since someone shot an arrow from a high place, it meant that the other party had accomplices. She had to protect Bing 'er's safety. She knew the position that the little girl held in Ouyang Shuo's heart.
Ouyang Shuo knew that if this went on, he would undoubtedly die, and he might even implicate Song Jia and Bing 'er.
He could only take a risk.
Ouyang Shuo deliberately staggered, unable to stand, and knelt on one knee.
Seeing this opportunity, the assassin once again pounced forward, aiming for Ouyang Shuo's vital point.
Ouyang Shuo lowered his head, and a cruel sneer flashed past the corner of his mouth. Just at the moment when the sharp blade pierced towards him, he moved his body to the side, and the sharp blade pierced into his ribs below his abdomen.
A piercing pain came from his abdomen.
Ouyang Shuo gritted his teeth, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He exerted his strength, loosened and tightened his bones, and firmly clamped the sharp blade between his ribs, making it impossible for the assassin to escape.
Just as the assassin wanted to pull out his sword, he discovered that he couldn't pull it out, and immediately felt that something was wrong.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ouyang Shuo's hand flashed with a white light, and the Sky Demon Spear appeared in his hand.
Holding the Sky Demon Spear, Ouyang Shuo's aura changed again, and it became bitingly cold and domineering.
The moment the Sky Demon Spear appeared, it directly pierced towards the enemy. It seemed ordinary, but it was unavoidable.
The assassin was startled, and he immediately let go of his sword, barely dodging the Sky Demon Spear's attack.
Seeing that the experts of Six Doors were about to arrive, the assassin immediately flew into a rage out of humiliation. He didn't expect that he, a peak expert among adventure-type players, would be unable to deal with a Lord Level player.
"Marquis Lian Zhou's skill is really surprising!"
After the assassin retreated, a white light flashed in his hand, and another treasured sword appeared.
"Who are you people?" Ouyang Shuo endured the sharp pain and coldly looked at the assassin.
"Marquis Lian Zhou, you don't need to beat around the bush. We are only doing this for money, and we are helping others eliminate disasters!"
Ouyang Shuo frowned. Why did he feel that this sentence was somewhat familiar? A thought flashed through his mind, and he blurted out, "You are Bloodshed?!"
"You … How did you know?" The assassin turned pale with fright, and he could no longer maintain his composure. It was as if the biggest secret in his heart was suddenly revealed to the public.
Bloodshed was the most mysterious and powerful assassination organization in China in his previous life.
Their style of doing things was the assassin's catchphrase just now: Taking money, eliminating disasters for others.
As long as they accepted the assassination mission, they would not stop until they were dead.
No matter who it was, whether it was a feudal lord or a gang leader, they were all within the assassination range of Bloodshed. At their peak, Bloodshed was known to have no targets that they didn't dare to assassinate, which showed how arrogant they were.
Previously, Bloodshed had always been in the stage of secret construction, and outsiders didn't even know of their existence.
Calculating the time, it should be time for Bloodshed to appear.
Ouyang Shuo didn't expect that he would become the first assassination target of Bloodshed.
Bloodshed wanted to use Ouyang Shuo, a heavyweight assassination target, to rise to fame in one battle.
The assassin didn't expect that his highly secretive identity would be seen through by Ouyang Shuo.
It was too strange.
The assassin didn't know what to do.
"You really are [Blood Edge]." A cold smile flashed across Ouyang Shuo's lips.
"You tricked me?" The assassin's face turned red. "No, how did you know the name of our organization?"
"Since you dared to assassinate this marquis, then you should be prepared for Shanhai City's revenge." Ouyang Shuo didn't know where the headquarters of Bloodshed was, and most of the members of Bloodshed were part-timers, so the organization didn't know the identity of the assassin.
"Marquis Lian Zhou, what a big tone!" The assassin put on a brave front.
Ouyang Shuo shook his head, and stood up again with the support of the Demonic Spear. The wounds on his body were still bleeding, and his clothes were soaked, making him look like a man made of blood.
Even so, no one dared to look down on him.
Ouyang Shuo looked even more mysterious as he was able to see through the assassin's identity in an instant.
The assassin was on guard, trying to see through Ouyang Shuo's real identity.
With such a delay, the experts of Six Fan School would arrive soon. The assassin did not dare to take the risk and chose to retreat rationally. Once he was captured by the Six Fan School, his fate would be extremely miserable, and he wouldn't even be able to reincarnate.
"Marquis Lian Zhou is indeed worthy of your reputation. See you next time!"
With that, the assassin's body jumped, and he instantly disappeared in the crowd.
As expected of Bloodshed, he did things swiftly and decisively, without any sloppiness.
The retreat of the assassin didn't mean that the assassination was over.
As long as Ouyang Shuo didn't die, he would always face the assassination of Bloodshed.
Their style was varied, and they were best at assassination. Today's arrangement was just to make a name for themselves, so they chose to assassinate Ouyang Shuo on the street.
After the assassin left, Ouyang Shuo finally couldn't hold on any longer.
"Cough!" Ouyang Shuo's body couldn't hold on any longer, and he coughed out a mouthful of blood. He had suffered internal injuries.
"Wuyi!"
"Brother!"
Song Jia and Bing 'er ran over and supported Ouyang Shuo.
"Wuyi, are you okay?"
"I'm fine!"
During the fight just now, Bing 'er was extremely obedient. She didn't make a sound, nor did she cry or make a fuss.
After the storm passed, the little girl finally couldn't hold on any longer. Looking at the bloodstains on her brother's body, tears welled up in her eyes, and she said crisply, "Brother, does it hurt?"
Ouyang Shuo reached out his hand, wanting to touch the little girl's head to comfort her. Only when his hand was in the air did he realize that his hand was covered with bloodstains.
"Baby, I'm fine!"
At this moment, the experts of the Six Fan School finally arrived late.
"Marquis!" The leading constable walked to Ouyang Shuo.
Ouyang Shuo nodded, described the assassin's appearance, and said, "I hope your government can give me an explanation!"
He was a Marquis conferred by the imperial court. Now that he was assassinated in the capital, he naturally had the right to mobilize the power of the Six Fan School to pressure them.
The constable's eyes narrowed, and he said solemnly, "Please rest assured, Marquis!"
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