First Secret Agent in History

Night falls!

Cracking Wind City, which had been boiling all afternoon, finally calmed down.

It is not known how many people were arrested and how many were killed.

But after all, it was quiet, and only the blood on the street showed that something extraordinary had happened during the day.

The moon in the sky seemed a little red.

Yun Zhonghe had already drank several pots of tea and ate a lot of pastries.

At this time, the door opened, and the samurai said: Master Yun, you can go.

Yun Zhonghe burped, and said disdainfully, There's so much shit, what's your name?

Zhang Zhuo. The warrior leader said: The Liefeng Official Yawei Army, Deputy Baihu.

I remember you. Yun Zhonghe said: I have to go to the toilet today, you stopped me three times, our hatred is big, I remember you. Tomorrow I will officially become an official, and I will take revenge Yes, you remember it for me.

The deputy Baihu named Zhang Zhuo looked indifferent, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

The beggar in front of you doesn't even know how much he weighs. That's right, you are going to be an official. But without the slightest foundation, what can you do to me?

What a joke.

Yun Zhonghe strutted out of the Liefeng Yamen and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

There was no one to see him or a carriage, so he could only walk on the road on two legs.

His swaggering crab gait did not change, but he walked faster and faster, and his hands in his sleeves trembled more and more.

Something happened, something must have happened, something big happened.

While walking, suddenly a black figure flashed in front of him, running for his life.

This is a woman with high martial arts and good lightness skills.

Shuttle quickly in the alley, followed by dozens of warriors chasing.

This woman was like a swallow, lightly passing by Yun Zhonghe's side.

Yun Zhonghe stood still and glanced at her.

The woman also glanced at him quickly, he recognized this woman as the young lady from Tianyu Pavilion. When Yun Zhonghe was taken to work by Xu Anting, the pretty young lady who was flirting with him, although she didn't speak, she beckoned him to play with her eyes. Yun Zhonghe said that I came to work, and the young lady said that would be better, and everyone played for free.

Yun Zhonghe still remembers what a lively eyes seem to be able to speak, what a beautiful young lady.

Just look at each other for a moment.

About less than 0.5 seconds.

Then her graceful figure flashed past quickly, and got into the alley next to her.

It's like a baby swallow returning to the forest.

However the next second.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

A few hidden weapons shot like lightning from the darkness.

The beautiful young lady of Tianyu Pavilion fell directly from the sky like a swan shot by an arrow.

More than a dozen warriors of the Black Blood Church rushed over like lightning, directly arrested the young lady and stuffed it into the carriage. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared without a trace, and the young lady's life and death were also uncertain.

After those Black Blood Hall warriors finished arresting people, they passed by Yun Zhonghe, and one of them bowed and gave a half salute.

Yun Zhonghe nodded, and continued walking forward.

Another alley was passed.

It was found that in a dark corner, a dozen warriors were pressing five people, kneeling in the corner of the wall.

Shua, Shua, Shua...

With the knife in hand, the five people, three men and two women, were beheaded directly, and died silently, with blood splashed on the ground.

Seeing Yun Zhonghe's gaze, one of the Black Blood Hall warriors directly took up his crossbow and aimed at Yun Zhonghe, while the other warrior drew out his blade and walked towards Yun Zhonghe.

However, a samurai next to him whispered something.

Immediately, the bow and crossbow were put away, and the blade returned to the scabbard.

The Black Blood Hall warrior who killed people in the alley also secretly bowed his hands towards Yun Zhonghe and saluted him.

Not a word was said.

Yun Zhonghe nodded again, and continued to walk towards the City Lord's Mansion.

His hands and feet became colder and colder, his breathing became more and more uncomfortable, and he almost suffocated and wanted to vomit.

He walked faster and faster, his mind running fast.

Something happened, something big happened.

The source of all this is that Tianyu Pavilion was taken away more than a month ago.

At that time, Yun Zhonghe joked that it was an anti-pornography campaign, but it turned out to be a murder case, and five powerful children died there.

After that, this matter was forgotten.

Unexpectedly, it triggered today's drastic changes.

It was as if a group of dark clouds thousands of miles away brewed a thunder and lightning thousands of miles away.

It was said before that Leng Bi was ruthless and had killed countless people.

Yun Zhonghe doesn't have a deep perception, because he has molested Leng Bi more than once or twice, and it seems that he is quite close.

However at this time...

Leng Bi's people bloodbathed the entire Split Wind City.

The person who was arrested this time must be the intelligence network of the Black Dragon Platform of the Daying Empire.

It must be!

Because the source started from Tianyu Pavilion.

Is Miss Xu Anting okay?

She must be in danger too, because the Black Blood Church would rather kill people by mistake than let them go.

The relationship between Xu Anting and Tianyu Pavilion is very close, and she has been teaching piano there for the past two years.

Although Tianyu Pavilion is not the stronghold of Heilongtai, it is regarded as a reliable place by Heilongtai, so the Xu Anting brothers and sisters once wanted to arrange Yunzhonghe into Tianyu Pavilion to seduce Mrs. Musk.

Now it seems that it is not accidental that Madam Musk left Split Wind City to attend the weddings of other princes.

That Mr. Wenshan is very likely to be the one who won the Black Dragon Platform of the Empire, and is a leader of this intelligence network.

Yun Zhonghe once again recalled his determination and shouting before he died.

When he found out that he was exposed, he immediately chose to commit suicide, and he would definitely not fall into the hands of the enemy.

Immediately, Yun Zhonghe staggered and squatted on the ground.

vomit……

call……

He was gasping for breath.

This Mr. Wen Shan, considered his colleague, just died in front of his eyes.

Of course, Mr. Wenshan has been exposed long ago. He was not killed by Yun Zhonghe, and the enemy has already seen him through.

Even without Yun Zhonghe, he would surely die.

In the past, Yun Zhonghe didn't have any affection or loyalty to Heilongtai and Daying Empire, and he didn't even have much sense of belonging. He didn't even feel that he belonged to Heilongtai of Daying Empire.

Everything he did was just for the challenge, the game of life.

But now, his heart seemed to be shaking.

Just like that, one after another spies from Heilongtai died and fell in front of him.

Miss Tianyu Pavilion, who met once, was arrested.

There is also a lovely Miss Xu Anting, she must have been arrested too.

She must be rescued, and quickly find a way, and quickly rescue her.

Yun Zhonghe stood up again, and quickly walked towards the City Lord's Mansion, his mind quickly thinking about the way to save him.

Yun Zhonghe, you must become stronger. Many times, battles come out of the blue, and it doesn't make you ready for it to happen again. Yun Zhonghe walked faster and faster, and his chest became more and more fiery.

Who is my enemy?

Who is the person who took down the entire intelligence network this time?

The senior in Jing Zhongyue's mouth is him, and his name seems to be Chu Zhaoran.

Yun Zhonghe walked faster and faster, faster and faster!

Suddenly, he stopped for half a step!

Then, the back of his head went numb, and he passed out directly.

Then, he was directly put into a sack, carried away, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

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After an unknown amount of time, Yun Zhonghe woke up faintly.

This is in an underground secret room, it should be a secret stronghold.

His whole body was bound.

There were four warriors in front of him, their eyes were red and full of grief and anger.

Your name is Yun Aotian, Mr. Wenshan was killed by you. One of the scarface warrior leaders said slowly: Do you still remember what Mr. Wenshan said before he died? We will come to you .”

At that time, Mr. Wenshan spoke with his lips, but did not make a sound.

Now we are here to seek your revenge. The scarface warrior leader said: Here I will introduce to you formally, we are the warriors of the Black Dragon Terrace of the Great Win Empire!

Then, each of the five warriors poured a glass of wine, drank half of it, and spilled the other half on the ground.

Mr. Wenshan, this subordinate has avenged you!

Brothers and sisters of Heilongtai who died tonight, we will avenge you.

Rest in peace, this Yun Aotian is just the first one, and we will send more and more enemies to you for burial.

The five warriors knelt down, kowtowed and bled, and then wailed loudly.

She cried for a full quarter of an hour, crying like a cuckoo crying blood.

Finally the crying stopped, and when the five warriors raised their heads again, their foreheads were already dripping with blood.

The scar-faced warrior leader came over, took out a sharp dagger, and then tore off Yun Zhonghe's clothes, exposing his chest.

Traitor, I want to dig out your heart, pay homage to Mr. Wenshan, pay homage to the victims of Heilongtai, what else do you have to say before you die? The scar-faced warrior leader pressed the sharp and cold dagger on Yun Zhonghe's chest .

As long as he used force, his chest could be sliced ​​open, and his heart could be dug out, and a tragedy of colleagues killing each other was about to be staged.

Speak, this is the last sentence you say in this world. The scar-faced warrior said coldly.

Yun Zhonghe still didn't say a word.

Since you don't want to say your last words, then don't blame us for not giving you a chance. The scar-faced warrior said coldly: Kill the traitors and win the Empire's Black Dragon King Furnace!

Then, the dagger of the scar-faced warrior aimed at Yun Zhonghe's heart and stabbed fiercely.

Yun Zhonghe only felt a chill in his chest.

And then... nothing happened.

He didn't die, the dagger bounced back.

Yun Zhonghe sneered disdainfully and said, Is the play over? The people behind you can come out!

Come out, my lord! Yun Zhonghe shouted.

After a while, a figure came out.

Personable, white clothes like snow, handsome and elegant, is a beautiful scholar.

My servant, Chu Zhaoran, pays my respects to Brother Yun.

This person is Jing Zhongyue's senior brother.

The big man who had finished his three-year filial piety and returned immediately became a blockbuster, directly taking away the entire intelligence network of the Black Dragon Platform of the Empire.

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