The door bolt had been pried open and hung aside with a "click". Xie Yuan quickly turned over and went to the bed, flashing behind the pillar beside the bed, staring at the uninvited guest's every move.

She doesn't have any weapons in her hands now, so she needs to be cautious when doing it.

I saw the man slowly opened the door and stood at the door and stopped moving.

He seemed to be listening to the movements in the room, afraid of waking up people, and seemed to be cautiously turning around in the darkness because he didn't understand the furnishings and directions in the room, and looked around.

Xie Yuan hid behind the pillar and watched him motionless, until he saw him leaning against the bed. She could be sure that there was only one person coming, so she immediately ran out, pinched her knuckles, swept her arms, and smashed her towards the person's throat.

If this hits, according to Xie Yuan’s punching speed, he will definitely die if he is rude and neatly.

But who knew that the assassin here was not a vegetarian. He felt a strong wind blowing in the darkness. Before his eyes could react, the instinct of the martial artist over the years made him retreat and dodge.

Unfortunately, Xie Yuan's speed was too straightforward and quick. He later realized that it was too late. He still felt a little bit of pain in his throat, but he just took off some force and did not smash the pot.

He only felt that the other party's fist was hit by a heavy hammer, pressing his throat into his flesh, unable to breathe for a moment, and his heart tightened.

He covered his neck and stepped back, his throat involuntarily making a painful panting sound.

Fortunately, his throat was not shattered and he was not dead yet.

Fortunately, a huge black shadow flashed in the darkness, as if a flag was swung by.

He subconsciously reached out to block the direction where danger might come, and the dagger in his hand pierced forward.

But a powerful whip leg was instantly hit on his face, and it was hit to the ground in an instant. With a loud "bang", my whole body was in pain and dizzy.

He felt that the dagger seemed to have pierced something, but it didn't have pierced meat. He was about to turn over and get up when he was stomped on his wrist.

"Ah!!!" A scream rang out.

Xie Yuan first punched the throat, then kicked the person over with a whirlwind kick, then stepped on the assassin's wrist holding the knife, then raised his knee and knelt on the other party's back, controlling the person's backhand.

This series of actions was completed in one go, and the assassin was attacked by a sneak attack, and he was at a disadvantage in one move, and he never fought an effective confrontation again.

These things are only two breaths, and the person has been restrained by Xie Yuan and can no longer move.

Shen Liuzhen was awakened by the movement and suddenly sat up from the bed. He shrank in for fear of death. He quickly climbed to the side of the bed, touched the fire stick on the table, and lit the oil lamp.

As soon as the oil lamp lit up, just after Xie Yuan subdued the man.

When Shen Liuzhen saw that Xie Yuan's skirt was covering the assassin's body. She held one of the assassin's arm with one hand and pressed the other on the head with the other. Her back was straight and her strength was very strong. She pressed the person tightly to the ground. The assassin's shoulders were almost dislocated by her.

Shen Liuzhen held up the oil lamp and smiled when he saw this scene.

Although he was beaten and felt very painful, when he saw Xie Yuan beat someone, he felt very happy. Looking at her posture, he felt very satisfied. What happened?

He walked forward and saw a dagger in front of the assassin's eyes. Snow-sharp and shiny light were shining. He raised his foot carefully and kicked the dagger aside.

Then he asked Xie Yuan gently: "A Yuan... How is your injury? It won't crack, right?"

Xie Yuan did not look at him, looked at his assassin and said, "It's okay, I didn't use much force on my left hand."

When the assassin heard Xie Yuan's words, he was shocked in an instant. The speaker's voice was obviously very young and he was still injured. He fell into his hands like this?

And! And when he was obviously in charge of the mission, he said that there was only a little maid and a young man in the room. When did the master ambush the waiter for him?

Could it be that little maid?... The assassin struggled violently inside, and wanted to look back at what the person pressing him looked like. He could barely see the green skirt that fell beside him. He thought about the darkness just now, and the black shadow that seemed to be waving a flag... It seemed to be the hem of the skirt.

The assassin suddenly became anxious. The little maid who controlled his feelings?!

"The cunning and insidious little girl let me go, do you dare to fight me openly?! What's the ability to attack sneakily? I don't accept it!" The assassin said in a chattering Xianbei.

Xie Yuan pressed the back of his head hard, unable to see the man's appearance clearly. Hearing such a long list of words that he couldn't understand, he asked in surprise:

"Hu people?...what did he say?"

Shen Liuzhen naturally understood. He squatted down with the oil lamp, looked up at Xie Yuan and smiled, "He said you attacked him, but he was not convinced, and he wanted to fight you again."

Xie Yuan frowned and said, "Is this person a problem? He smeared the assassin who came in in the middle of the night and said someone else was attacking him?"

Shen Liuzhen chuckled, looked at the assassin's face, and asked in Chinese: "Hey... can you speak Chinese? Who sent you? Prince Muhe?"

The assassin was stunned at Shen Liuzhen, and then there was another insulting saying: "Despicable and shameless Han boy, cowardly trash! Let a maid be your guard, and you can do it yourself if you have the ability!"

"Hey... I'm not capable, I have the courage to admit that I'm not capable. Unlike you, I've lost all of you and still behave like a hero. Is it embarrassing to lose?" Shen Liuzhen said lightly.

"You're a damn!" The assassin cursed again.

Shen Liuzhen was not angry when he heard this. He stood up, looked at the people on the ground, and said to Xie Yuan:

"It's either Prince Mu He or his son Prince He'an. Anyway, I can't get rid of them, father and son, or I'm an insignificant little man now. Who would send an assassin to kill me... Except for their family who is so bored and extremely disliked, there is no one else."

At this moment, Brother Liu, next door, rushed over. As soon as he entered the door, he saw this scene. He turned around and closed the door and asked:

"What should I do? Someone has woken up, and maybe the government officials will come in a while."

"Kill it." Shen Liuzhen said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Yuan, who had long been impatient with hearing the assassin's rumblings, twisted the assassin's neck and stood up from the ground with a neat mistake.

Seeing Xie Yuan's neat and harsh hands, Shen Liuzhen couldn't react for a moment. He was stunned for a moment before calmly putting the oil lamp on the table next to him and said:

"After a while, someone came to ask, and he said that this person was killed by Brother Liu. It was too dark. When the thief entered the house, he was beaten to death without seeing his face. Who knew that there was a light, and then he realized that it was a Hu person..."

After he finished speaking, he began to touch his body, and said as he touched it, "Hey?...Where is the identity sign given to me by His Majesty the Emperor?"
Chapter completed!