"Huh! Sister Becky?"

A surprise greeting made Becky, who was about to walk out of the hall, froze in place in an instant, and her expression changed drastically. You should know that Becky didn't even dare to bring the loyal family guards with her in this assassination operation, and she did it all by herself. In this way, she could know how careful she was.

But now, besides that stupid Obs, there are people here who know her? They even called out her name at once... There is no doubt that this change is definitely not within the scope of Becky's plan.

Then, before Bets thought about whether he should leave here if he didn't hear the quick step, or press the left wrist sleeve arrow to risk killing the hidden danger in its bud, the fragrant wind approached, and a pretty and familiar face appeared in front of him, covering his mouth, full of incredible surprises, "Sister Betsy, it's really you! Why are you here? When did you come? Why don't I know at all?"

A series of questions came, and Becky was obviously not prepared enough and was a little confused, "Uh... Ann, Annika? Why are you... you?"

Damn, why did I forget this!

Becky was extremely regretful and disappointed, disappointed that his perfect plan that had been repeatedly pondered countless times, but did not consider Tang En's friend Allen's fiancée, the little best friend who admired him, Annika,... an unforgivable big mistake!

Well, this is the difference between professionalism and amateurism. Only rookies will recognize that their plans are perfect. For example, old birds like Tang En have long been numb to the situation where "the plan cannot keep up with changes". And the key to measuring whether an assassin is professional is never whether the plan is perfect or not, but the ability to respond to sudden changes!

Obviously, for this point, Becky is not qualified... But she has to say that Becky is lucky. The incident she encountered was Annika, the silly noble lady,

"Me? I came to the wedding with Allen. It's so boring, a bunch of people I don't know. Fortunately, God is blessed, so I met Sister Bets, hehe..." Annika obviously didn't notice Bets' unusual expression, or she noticed it, but just thought the other party was as surprised as she was, climbing up to the latter's arm in a familiar way. "By the way, Sister Bets, you haven't told me why you're here too... Huh!"

After a moment of pause, he subconsciously touched Becky's left wrist, "What's it? It's hard..." Bang! Becky reached out and pressed Annika to lift her sleeve's palm, moved it away, and waved her hand as if she was not caring, "It's nothing, just a wrist... Well, I heard that you and Alan are about to get married, is the date set?"

There is no doubt that the topic was quite stiff, but it was more than enough to deal with Annika. "Ah! Sister Becky, how did you know!" Annika suddenly glared at her eyes and exclaimed in dismay, "I just knew it... In the afternoon, after Allen went out, he came back and told me in person that we will get married when we go back this time!"

"Uh, I guess." Would I say I was fooling around? Is it such a coincidence... Becky twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled stiffly, "Congratulations, Annika, you finally got what you want!"

"Thank you... that, I haven't agreed to him yet..." After subconsciously thanking Annika shook again, a little shy and a little arrogant, but it's mostly happiness. Then, with the idea of ​​sharing happiness, he took Becky's hand and walked in. "It's rare to meet you so by chance. Sister Becky, I'll take you to meet a few big names. Joshya, have you heard of it? The leader of the gray army. As long as you can get in touch with her and say a few words, your family's business in the north will be smooth..."

"No, no need." Becky broke free from this and laughed and cried. I still need you to introduce Joshia. She is my playmate for more than ten years and I will talk nonsense... After completely stabilizing my mood, Becky shook her head apologetically, "Thank you for your kindness, Annika. But I'm sorry I really have something important now and can't delay it for a moment. Next time, I'll have a chance next time."

After a moment of pause, Becky waved his hand to stop Annika, who wanted to speak but stopped, and took a glass of orange juice from the tray of the passerby's hand, and raised a little, saying, "Sorry, you know that sister can't drink. This glass of juice is my apology." After the words, he simply raised his head and drank it.

"Uh, it's okay..."

Waving his hand again, Betsy, who was eager to get out, naturally could not give Annika a chance to speak. She decided to end this unplanned encounter. After putting the empty cup back, she grabbed another cup from the tray beside her. "Today is too haste, and there is no time to prepare. Even if I congratulate you on your wedding in advance, I simply raised my head and raised my glass again...

I have to say that Betsy, who has rich experience in dealing with people, is undoubtedly several levels better than Annika. There is no need to show a stiff posture at all. Just a few words and a few suggestive actions can convey the seemingly difficult-to-speak firm rejection to the other party smoothly and softly.

Sure enough, Annika could no longer have the idea of ​​leaving Becky in her heart. She opened her mouth and said something with regret. Her eyes swept over the cup raised in Becky's hand. She was stunned and her expression changed drastically, "Sister Becky doesn't want it, that's it."

After the words came to an end, it was late, "Puff... cough cough... cough cough..." A mouthful of water mist sprayed out, and the wine was filled with fragrance. The strong woman who was just strong and courageous instantly covered her mouth and bowed her waist like a cooked prawn. Her face and even the back of her ears were as bright as blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, coughing continuously, looking very embarrassed.

"Sister Becky, don't you scare me." Don't bother to spray some alcohol on her body. Seeing this, Annika hurriedly stepped forward and helped Becky up. While slapped the latter's back, she angrily scolded the waiter who stood in shock, "How can you give Becky the drink to Sister Becky? I wonder if she is allergic to this?"

The waiter looked innocent: "I really don't know, and the drink was taken by this lady himself."

This is true. There are several types of thirst quenching drinks provided at this wedding party. People who like to drink can drink alcohol. For example, people like Betsy who cannot or do not like to drink alcohol also have juice and ice water, etc., and they are well prepared and each one takes the needs.

So if you want to blame, you can only blame Becky for not paying attention to the tray on the waiter's hand. It's not two glasses of juice, but one glass of juice and one glass of wine.

"It's okay. Cough... Annika, go back, don't worry, believe me, Cough... I can handle it..." Although his throat seemed to be as hot as if he had swallowed raw red coal, Becky didn't dare to stay here for a long time, for fear that the movement in the hall would be transmitted to the side hall to let the other party come out to check the alertness, so he quickly got up and pushed Annika's arm away, turned around and rushed out of the hall door.

"Uh. Sister Becky, are you really okay?"

"Don't worry, cough...wow..."

...

At night.

The hustle and bustle in the city lord's mansion gradually subsided as the twilight spreaded. Similar to the simple process, the wedding ended a bit unexpectedly fast.

The whole thing was only one hour in total, and the tide was already high. Most of the tide had cooled down. This was not a mistake. In fact, people who attended the wedding party had a great time eating and drinking, especially the relatives and friends of Tangen and Joshia in the side hall. Except for some ladies who did not touch the wine glasses, Frey, Ferry, Uncle Darren, Marshal Oumeng, and Tangen's future father-in-law, etc., basically one of them was counted as one, and they all fell down drunk and were carried out of the hall to rest.

This almost wiped out posture also made the guards and servants sitting in the hall, and so on, stunning. How cruel is this to drink? That should be the man who is the leader of the "public target". Is this the explanation here?

This is true. Tang En was the last one to be carried out and looked the most miserable one. Although others were drunk, they were still a little disturbing. For example, I was not drunk after struggling like a corpse for a few times, but Tang En was really like a corpse and didn't move at all. He tilted his head and mouth slanted, frowned and closed his eyes, and slept a mess.

I have to say that from the final result, Betsy's plan was undoubtedly successful. Her lightweight hallucination dust placed in the napkin, coupled with the wine configuration that looked like an effect additive, was successfully released without anyone noticing it. And it did not arouse any doubts. Everyone who got drunk early thought that they were in a bad state, or they secretly muttered that the wine was too strong today...

Of course, everyone mentioned here does not include Tang En. After being carried into the wedding room by several guards like dead pigs and being joking about words similar to the wedding night tonight without blessings, Tang En's mouth twitched, and then stood up suddenly after the guard left, rolled his eyes in anger, "Crack! I dare to spend your uncle."

I immediately raised my hand and rubbed my brows tightly, shook my head, turned over and got out of bed and washed my face with a few handfuls of cold water, and then I smelled a long time of alcohol, and my chest felt much more comfortable.

Tang En did not use the method of replacing the pillars before. To be honest, it is not necessary. The effect of hallucination dust is good, but it is obviously not enough to look at Tang En's perverted physique that is almost invincible. The effect is even less powerful than the alcohol that Tang En drank... In other words, even if Tang En didn't know all this before and did not notice hallucination dust, Becky's next stabbing operation would be doomed to fail!

The journey is like a mountain. No matter how careful Betsy is or how overestimated Tang En's ability, she, who is not good at assassination, finally underestimated the so-called "No. 1 Assassin in the world" level of the perversion!

However, with the professional spirit of acting in the whole set, Tang En still lay down on the bed obediently after washing his face, staring at the beams and roofs of the house with big eyes, and then began to habitually think about it.

Is this considered retribution after stabbing so many people?

By the way, what would that silly girl stab at the first time? Could it be a headshot directly? Well, it shouldn't be true. It's obvious that the pleasure is not enough to stab to death in one go! But if you stab someone else... will the blood bag not be prepared enough? She won't see it as chicken blood...

By the way, I should cooperate in the reaction. Scream? No! Then say a few lines... I die in your hands, and my life has no regrets... I remembered the running under the setting sun that day, which was my lost youth... acne?

Oh, I can't wait, I'm really looking forward to it, why haven't you come yet...

At this time, a few hundred meters away from the wedding room, the person Tang En was talking about was Becky, who was hiding behind the trees and bushes beside the road. He quietly bowed his waist and turned around from time to time, looking very professional and extremely cautious.

Well, she was extremely cautious... A quarter of an hour passed, and she couldn't even get close to the wedding room a hundred meters. She seemed to have gone wrong once in the middle, and muttered and walked around again, shook her head, and knocked again.

"Don't turn anymore. Be good. Don't turn anymore. It's so dizzy... Strange, I remember this is the road..."

"Crack, is this silly girl reliable?" A few figures were hidden in the shadow of the wall more than ten feet behind, and they looked over with entanglement, "It shouldn't be, she stepped on it a little a few days ago."

"No, right? She is in this state... drinking?" As soon as she finished speaking, Becky suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth, moved her feet a few steps sideways, and finally, she bent down and lowered her head. Wow,

"……really!"

"This is a damn"

"I look down on these monks who have become monks halfway through the road, and they have no professional ethics at all!"

After complaining for a while, the few people looked at each other, shook their heads speechlessly, and then one of them waved helplessly: "I originally wanted to do it more realistically. But now it seems... Well, let me inform you and tell the patrol team not to come over, and the guards on guards will also withdraw. I don't believe that she can't touch the place!"

"It's too obvious, will it arouse her suspicion?"

He pointed to Betsy who was arching his waist and vomiting in front of him, "What do you think?"

"...Okay, I'll inform you now..."

Tang En, who was lying on the wedding bed, naturally didn't know about what happened here. He only knew that he had been waiting for about half an hour and deduced countless times of what was about to happen. His mind was so big that it was about to spontaneously burned, but the silly girl hadn't come for a long time...

Oh, quite cautious?

Tang En quickly found a more reasonable explanation, then thought about it, closed his eyes and silently recited the "killer system".

Since the battle of the Temple General Association, Tang En, who was determined to retire, has never entered the system again. He has seen the old housekeeper and is waiting around now. It is better to take the time to go in and take a look...

...

Another quarter of an hour passed, and the small garden in the back hall of the city lord's mansion.

"Damn, I remember correctly. I made an appointment with this place! Why can't I find Bei everywhere... She shouldn't be!" Obs hurriedly led the way in front, his mouth kept mumbling, his eyes kept sweeping back and forth among the trees and grass around him, and his anxiety was beyond words.

How about not being in a hurry? Before the wedding was completely over, he dragged Joshia here, saying that he wanted to give the other party a big surprise, but now the two have been wandering around the small garden for three times, but they haven't even seen the shadow of the surprise... Isn't this a cheating person?

However, if Obs could look back at his sister Joshia's expression at this time, perhaps he would have seen some clues from it.

Haha, my silly brother... Looking at the anxious back in front of him, Joshia, who was calmly following behind, couldn't help but shake her head and laugh. Of course she knew who Obs was looking for, but that was destined to be futile. Because if there was no accident, the partner she was looking for should be in her wedding room at this time... However,

Turning his head and looking at the back of the city lord's mansion, Joshia frowned slightly. Hasn't it been done yet? So long has passed, why is there no movement at all?

Note, it's just a doubt, not a worry. The gap between Tang En and Betsy is too big, so big that Joshia doesn't even have a slight worry. Or even if she is worried, she is also worried that Tang En's bad taste has occurred and accidentally hurt her good friend...

Finally, more than ten minutes later, Joshia called Obus who was about to find him to collapse, and waved his hand slightly angrily: "Okay Obus, I'll go back and take care of your brother-in-law first. Don't make such jokes in the future."

"Uh, but, but I'm not kidding, really! Sister, you have to believe me... Don't leave, sister, I can swear to God..."

"No, I don't believe that person for a long time..."

Although I still don’t think that there would be any accident in Tang En, after all, so long has passed and there is no movement at all. It is obviously inconsistent with the original script plan, which is inevitable that it will make people feel nervous. So after getting rid of Obs, Joshia did not hesitate at all and headed straight to the wedding room.

Then, outside the wedding room courtyard, Joshia saw Harry and others gathered at the gate of the courtyard, holding their hair or holding their heads, with a clear collapse in expression. She was stunned and subconsciously turned to look into the courtyard.

"Stand by holding on, you'll be successful! Becky, you can do it! Hold on... Strange, where's the door?"

In the courtyard, Betsy, whose face was blushed, his eyes seemed to be closed and closed, and his mental state was obviously abnormal. He was holding a dagger in his hand, shaking his way forward with a shaking step, "Don't sleep! Betsy, don't sleep, please... Damn it! Where is the door... Think about your tragic brother, think about the deep blood hatred on your body... You have endured for so many years and planned for so many days, isn't it just for...uh... for revenge at this moment? Get up and cheer up."

It was like a rattle, shaking her long hair and head left and right, and she didn't know if her hat fell off, and she occasionally had a few long burps... It was really sad to look at it!

It is also admirable. It can be seen that Becky's spiritual will is indeed quite strong. Even though he was almost drunk, he still moved towards his goal unyieldingly. Well, at this time, she was already very close to the door of the wedding room, just a few steps, but you turned your back to the main entrance of the wedding room, touching the rockery stones in the courtyard over and over again, and asking where the door was what it meant?

"Ma, I really can't stand it anymore... The door is behind you, silly girl!" After a long breath, Harry finally couldn't stand it anymore and reminded loudly.

"Back? What's the side behind?" Becky scratched her head in a silly and cute manner, then turned around 360 degrees in Harry's collapsed gaze, and continued to touch the rockery stone... Perhaps the rockery stone could not stand it anymore. A moving stone was finally pushed to the ground under Becky's persistent grip. With a clatter, Becky was stunned at first, then was overjoyed, "Haha, I finally found it, the door opened... Thank you!"

He waved his hand, not knowing who he was thanking him. Then, he rushed forward,

"Uh, Becky doesn't"

Bang, the rockery swayed slightly. With a crisp bang, the dagger fell to the ground. Then Betsy, whose forehead was bulging, finally fell down softly on her back... ending her twists and turns, heroic journey of revenge!

And at this moment, suddenly, the wooden shaft rotated,

"What sound?" The main door of the wedding room that Becky had never found was easily opened from inside. Tang En walked out with a blank look on his face. He looked up and saw Joshya, Harry and others, standing outside the courtyard, looking at his feet...

He was slightly stunned, and subconsciously lowered his head, and saw a figure lying quietly under the steps in front of the door, slightly opening his mouth, and sleeping soundly... Bei, Beiqi?

He helped his forehead and couldn't bear to look at it, "Damn it."

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Chapter completed!