You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 242 You Are Not That 5'3"

Night fell on the area around Neiju, and the atmosphere was tense and depressing.

Under the blazing firelight, the man in black looked gloomily at the group of fully armed soldiers around him.

Soon, the man was tied up and thrown to the ground.

"Who are you?" Ling Shumo was shocked.

The man raised his head, a hint of stubbornness flashed in his eyes, but he said nothing.

"Isn't it five feet three inches?" Bai Wan stared at him and muttered to himself.

This man was eight feet tall, and his footprints were definitely not the dwarf's that was discovered in the government office during the day. It was really unexpected.

The captured person remained silent and just bit his lips tightly.

Seeing this, Ling Shumo asked word by word: "What are you doing here today?!"

Still silent.

Such a stubborn person actually looked like he was about to commit suicide the next moment.

The guard beside him went straight in and kicked his kneecaps apart, then strangled him by the throat and killed him.

Ling Shumo looked at this unknown man from head to toe, then reached out and pinched his clothes and boots.

"In recent days, the cotton armor of the Dingzhou Army has been lined with new iron sheets. The cloth armor of the personal guards who joined the army is different. Whose personal guard are you?"

Still no words.

Although it was known that a soldier in Dingzhou had rebelled, it was still unknown who it was.

"Put him in jail, interrogate him strictly, and never let him commit suicide."

The soldiers around him took the order and dragged the man away. Everyone looked at the background of this so-called personal guard and felt strange and puzzled.

After all, Xuanli will surround the city in a few days, and this man must be captured as soon as possible.

A long sigh.

"Have A Yan and the others left the city?" Bai Wan asked in a low voice.

Ling Shumo turned around, looked into the eyes of the person opposite him, and whispered into his ear: "Yeah."

Bai Wan looked at him and moved her body to the side.

At night, a green leaf slowly falls, very finely.

When I looked up, I seemed to see a familiar figure.

It was exactly midnight. The two men waited anxiously for the end and hid away calmly with the people who were sent.

The guards in Dingzhou Prison were deliberately sparse, and some of them were even dozing off on purpose.

Looking at the sleepy guards, Ling Shumo hesitated: "Abai, what did you let them smell?"

After a while, those people fainted.

Bai Wan turned around and smiled brightly: "When I was captured and taken north, I learned this from a perfume maker who was exiled with me, the three-step fall. This master is very good. He can set the sleeping time by lighting incense. It doesn't affect my legs and I can rest according to the time!"

Ling Shumo looked at his face. How could he learn these things in that situation?

How come...

He stopped talking and held the other person's hand until it became hot.

A figure flashed by and the light gradually dimmed.

Sure enough, a dark shadow emerged from the cell that night and tried to kill someone to silence him.

That person tiptoed through each room, checking and identifying them, and finally picked one out.

The figure took out the dagger and threw it directly into the cell through the gap in the wooden door.

The prisoner released smoke before struggling, and everyone fell asleep on the spot due to anxiety.

Everyone came out from the darkness and stared at the man for a while. As soon as he turned his head, they recognized him with his features.

The black camouflage was only slightly torn at a corner and then stopped.

Bai Wan felt a familiar sense of absurdity in his heart again - why did he always encounter this terrifying assassin when he was about to kill someone?

Thinking of this, he stopped opening his hand.

"You go down first, I will interrogate you alone."

Ling Shumo simply waved his hand and sent everyone down.

When most of the people had left, I lifted the veil and recognized Chen Xingyi's dark face.

Not to mention that the face was extremely familiar, the height of this little guy was also very obvious.

Five feet three inches, this is the height of the familiar people.

Bai Wan's hands trembled. It was difficult for her to pretend that Gu Bo was motionless and expressionless.

"Zi Chen, Chen Er is not that kind of person, right?"

Bai Wan frowned and clenched her fingers.

Ling Shumo patted his hands and said comfortingly: "For both public and private reasons, we must understand the cause and effect. When he wakes up, ask him carefully."

"Okay, I won't be blind." Bai Wan said firmly.

Chen Xingyi is indeed a person with a complex identity.

However, to both of them, they are now considered friends, not to mention Luo Wenqi's feelings for him.

only…

Bai Wan knew that Chen Xingyi's true identity was a killer, and he also guessed that he was in a powerful position.

However, if he comes now to silence him and steal the map, doesn't that prove that he has betrayed Xuan Li?

Whether he is a ruffian or an assassin, if he becomes a traitor...

Even if they are brothers, they should still sacrifice their relatives for the sake of justice, right? !