There were nearly a hundred people in the exhibition group.

Tonight, they had arrived at the small town closest to Kyoto.

Zhan Zhonghong did not order a rest, but replenished food and water, and proposed to drive all night.

In the night, holding lanterns and torches, this group of people stood out on the official road.

They took turns driving and resting.

The purpose is just to get as far away from Kyoto as possible.

That night, everyone was extremely nervous. They were all thinking, would the emperor send someone to silence him?

I was alert all night and everything was fine.

When the mist rose in the early morning, Zhan Zhonghong asked for a rest by a stream, "Get ready to eat, rest for half an hour before going on the road."

Zhan Beilie helped, brought dry food and water, and came to Zhan Zhonghong, "Grandpa, eat some."

"Hmm. Is there anything strange?"

"I didn't expect that the night would be uneventful." Zhan Beilie's face was solemn.

"It won't be so soon. Lie'er, go and rest for a while."

"Yes, great-grandfather should also pay attention to his health."

"Know."

After the exhibitors had a rest, they regrouped and hit the road again.

For three days in a row, there was no danger on the road. It was getting farther and farther away from the capital. Zhan Zhonghong kept driving almost without stopping. Some family members could not stand the bumps and fell ill on the road. Once they got sick, they might get sick.

If the traveling speed was affected, Zhan Zhonghong would organize the people in the town and decisively let the people stay, stay in the homes of simple civilians, and seek treatment from doctors in the town.

The group continued walking.

Zhan Beilie didn't want to do this, but he knew his great-grandfather's order and had nothing to do.

Just because a few people are sick, we cannot delay the lives of more people.

The journey seemed peaceful, but in fact, Zhan Beilie knew that he was still under the surveillance of the emperor.

Only by getting out of Moyang territory as soon as possible can we be considered safe.

At night, in a certain town.

In the house where the sick family members of the Zhan family were staying, several men in black appeared in solemn and stern looks. They were giving orders to kill all the people inside. But when they just entered, several cold lights suddenly flashed.

, they all fell straight to the ground! They didn’t even make a sound before they died.

No one was seen, how did they die? It was a hidden weapon...

The body should be quickly put away.

In this ordinary house, calm returned again.

And a figure went in, and when he came out, the family members in the house were gone.

…

About half a month later.

Arriving in a new city, Zhan Zhonghong saw tiredness on everyone's face. If he continued like this, everyone might collapse from exhaustion before anyone came to assassinate him. For the first time after leaving the capital, he ordered everyone to rest for the night.

There were only about seventy people left in the team of nearly a hundred people.

About twenty people were left behind along the way.

In a classy guest room.

Zhan Zhonghong sat cross-legged on the bed, and Zhan Beilie sat beside him, pain flashing in his eyes, "Great Grandfather, I just received news... that the nineteen family members of the clan we left behind... are missing."

"..." A flash of pain flashed through Zhan Zhonghong's eyes, "The bit of luck I had in mind still didn't happen."

Saying this, Zhan Zhonghong had already expected this.

Zhan Jia has now changed into several groups and left from all directions. This is the last group, and it is also the group that is exposed in the open, and it is also the bait. He doesn't know if the rest of them can avoid interception, but this one

It is very difficult to avoid those who have made it clear.
Chapter completed!