Clothing shop.

"Zhongzhu... leader, why are you... uh, that's it?" Tang En, who rubbed his eyes, walked into the shop with a sleepy expression on his face. The waiter guarding the door was immediately frightened and rubbed his eyes. He walked over with a look of surprise and joy, and was very unbelievable.

This waiter was the one who received Tang En last time, and was also a person around Buniel. He knew everything and knew that Tang En might come here today and fall into a trap. However, even so, he never expected that Tang En would not even wear a hat and come so openly...

"Warware...what warrant? You also need a warrant to deliver a letter?" Tang En seemed a little confused when he was stopped by the strange-looking waiter. He turned to look at the inner room of the shop, looking for something, "By the way, Mr. Bunier is here, I'm here to deliver the letter."

Pretend! Keep pretending! The corner of his mouth was slanted, and the waiter naturally didn't believe Tang En's words. But now it's not the time to say this. Come close and lower your voice alertly, "Captain, Lord Bunier is waiting in the backyard, please follow me."

"Chief?" Finally, he heard the name clearly, but Tang En looked even more confused. "Uh... were you mistaken? I'm just a sender, I'm not a leader."

Haha, is it too late for you to be stubborn now? After complaining secretly, the waiter finally couldn't help but point at Tang En's face and whispered, "Chief, have you gone out... Hum, have you forgotten to disguise?"

"Disguise... is it to put on makeup? Does this guy need to put on makeup when he goes out?" Tang En seemed to be more confused as he heard it, and then he thought of something. His face suddenly became unkind. He grabbed the waiter's clothes. "I said, country bumpkin! Are you not deliberately trying to entertain me?"

"Uh, what... no, don't pretend to be the leader, you really don't..."

"Not you! Damn, it's so strange. I'm sending a letter, a handwritten warrant and makeup. Do you want to fight?"

The waiter looked innocent, while Tang En was furious. The two of them seemed to be completely different from the same level. While pushing and shoving, "Damn it, why are you making trouble? Didn't you see any customers here? Do you still want to do it...uh?"

Because the things planned were too big, Bunier's nerves were always tense these days, and he didn't sleep well. He didn't dare to show anything on the surface, for fear that Tang En or people in the gray space would be surveillance nearby and see some flaws. He finally got to the agreed today, and was even more worried about gains and losses. He was afraid that Tang En would not come, which would lead to the failure of the plan. He was also afraid that Tang En would come over and did not know how to face it. He walked around the backyard like a nerve, and then came to the main hall of the shop. He looked up and saw that his subordinates were arguing with someone in front of the door, as if he was about to take action, and he couldn't help but scold him.

But then, when his eyes flashed across the man's face, his body shook, his eyes stared like a bronze bell, and his face looked like a ghost, "Tang...shou...leader..."

The waiter who broke away from his clothes quickly walked over and leaned closer and whispered: "Sir, is this leader Tang En... He said he is not, he is just here to deliver letters to you. Is there really such a similar person in the world..."

"Bunier?" Before he finished speaking, Tang En looked at Bunier up and down and walked closer, as if confirming something, "Slightly fat, middle-aged, like a profiteer... You are Bunier, right?"

"Well……"

"It's just that I found it. Take it. This is your letter! Then..." He threw the letter in his hand without hesitation. Tang En stepped forward and poked Bunier's nose, and roared angrily, "Fuck, you damn country guys, please listen to me. Don't think that you can be arrogant in front of me if you have some money to open a broken store. This is the capital! Under Wang Ting's feet! It's not your turn to be rampant, what a bullshit..."

After a squirting spit, Buniel was stunned by the spray on the spot. He wiped his saliva from his face, looked at Tang En's face, rubbed his eyes, stared at him, then turned to look at the waiter and looked at him. The latter spread his hands speechlessly, indicating that he didn't know what was going on.

"That... quench your breath, quench your breath. Maybe we made a mistake here, sorry..." Spreading your hands and false pressure. Regardless of whether this person is Tang En or not, you can't make mistakes now. This will not cause suspicion from other customers in the store. However, when you saw the other party's lips that kept opening and spitting, Buniel suddenly moved his heart, stepped out and shouted loudly, "Shut up! Don't move!"

"Uh...I'm a grass!" I was stunned for a moment, and was frightened by Buniel's fierce look. Tang En came to his senses and was even more angry. He was about to raise his hand and wave his fist, but his arm was locked firmly by the waiter who was snatching forward.

He opened his mouth to curse, and Bunier's fleshy palm had reached his mouth, groped for a while, and suddenly lifted it up with his fingers, "Hiss--" Tang En felt a chill on his face, as if the skin had been removed in an instant, and subconsciously screamed loudly. However, the waiter covered his mouth again and could only whimper in a low voice.

Looking at the mask in his hand that was as thin as a cicada's wing, and then looking up at the "Tang En" who became completely unfamiliar in an instant, Bunier's face suddenly turned pale, and his slightly fat body was shaking.

Apart from the legendary leader Tang En, who seems to have a thousand faces, Bunier really can't think of anyone else who can have this ability. Now the other party disguised another person as if he was here, what does this mean...

Suddenly thinking of something, Buniel looked down at the ground, his eyes drifting in a daze. Then he took a few steps back, leaned over and picked up the letter that had just been thrown on the ground, and opened it-

""

There is no signature, and there is no need to be signed. With a bang, Bunier collapsed on the ground, his face as if dead and sweating like rain...

...

After a while, the oil lamp was lit on the second floor of the tavern.

"We were discovered, or we were seen through at the beginning... It was not Tang En, but an ordinary messenger, but his height and face were a bit similar to Tang En... If we were not mistaken, they followed the messenger from the beginning, and then fainted the other party on the messenger's face while delivering the letter, pretending to be a 'Tang En face' on the messenger'. It was just a thin layer, and even the messenger himself did not notice it, and there was no time to notice it. Because when he woke up, the person was already in front of the shop..."

"That coachman?"

"There is no problem with the coachman. He just got ten times the fare, and he just let him wander around the street for three times."

"Where is the traitor?"

"I'm still alive, but I'm scared and dying. Do you know what he said in the letter - since you have admired me for a long time, then find some time to meet us."

"You really know how to pretend to be a b! Just say it just by wanting to kill someone... Well, what does it mean?"

"Remember what I said before. Three days ago, Tang En sent someone here to get information about Wangting Castle? If you guess correctly, it was Tang En! At that time, the traitor was very enthusiastic. He said how he admired Tang En, how he praised Tang En, etc. The meaning inside and outside was actually to see Tang En and seduce him out... Now that I think about it, this is a flaw. He acted too urgently, which aroused Tang En's suspicion..."

"What a fool, how could Tang En not notice it when he acted so obviously?"

"... Actually, this is a practice we discussed together."

"Well……"

"Although that information lacks a key point, Tang En doesn't have to come here in person, just send someone to ask. And with the admiration of this traitor, even if his subordinates go back as a joke, he will make him more likely to come here in person... But who would have thought that the first time he came was Tang En himself... Alas, it's a pity, it's a failure!"

"Ha, what did I say before? That guy is very slippery. Senior brother, you can't succeed, I don't believe it. Haha..."

Woodin had already left with Winsling. Without any scruples, Philip looked at Haita with a bitter smile, and his smile became even more heartless.

Haita was not upset and shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, I'm thinking too much. I was just trying it out, but now it's a failure, huh, it's natural."

"Great!" With a thumbs up, Philip leaned closer and smiled, "Why, I'll give you an opinion? Isn't that traitor not dead? With that guy's stingy personality, it's impossible for him to let him go..."

"Don't you know?" Haita looked at Philip strangely when he heard this, "Master and the others have already gone."

"Uh... no, didn't you go back to the mountain?"

"It's just a guise, just like we'll wait for Don Eun to come here. Don Eun should also confirm around here whether Bunier really betrayed, but we can't find him. Now the master takes Winsling from the main entrance, and he will definitely be seen by him. So if he kills the traitor later, the master will shoot back."

Philip opened his mouth: "...but, but I was talking about it. How could that guy be so stupid? He chose to do it now."

Haita shrugged and said lightly: "It's just a try. Following for a few days, it's a chance to be big or small, right?"

"I think you are a devil..."

...

...

Not to mention the devil's obstacles. However, if there is any question about this, it is not just Philip, who is floating at the sky at night and following Buniel, who hurried out of the shop and drove away, Winsling also asked Woodin a similar question.

Woodin's answer was yes: "He will take action, and it's right under my nose."

"Why?"

"Because he wants to prove himself!" Wu Ding's expression was still calm, his eyes swept the galloping carriage below and said lightly, "This is actually a bet. He had said before that he would enter Wangting Castle to assassinate the king to threaten me not to go north. It must be admitted that the possibility of his success in doing so is not small. But in the final analysis, this is just a paper talk. So to prove that the moment is the best opportunity. He knew that I was probably around here, and if he could successfully assassinate Bunier in this situation, he would naturally have the qualification to threaten me."

Wen Silin was silent when he heard this, and had to admit that the gambling statement was probably true. Then he couldn't help feeling sad. It turned out that what he said before was true, and his opponent had always been the master. But he had never seen the status quo clearly. It was ridiculous...

As if he knew what he was thinking about, Wu Ding said again, "Don't think too much, just as your martial arts talent is far superior to your peers and is also envied by most martial artists. In this world, it has always been higher than the other mountain. It is normal for a few geniuses to produce a few geniuses. For example, your master, I was also called a genius when I was young, but there were not people who were taller than me at that time. But now, the title of the number one master in the mainland has been pressed on my head..."

He paused and shook his head. "I hope you can understand. The so-called favoritism of gods has never given people outstanding talents. This is actually a shackle. A god with uneasy heart just wants to see you with a shackle on your way with a shackle on your back, or a tragic situation of being crushed to death by a shackle! Just like people like to hang a carrot that you can never touch in front of a mule, you don't know, it's very interesting."

I have to say that whether you want to believe this somewhat horrifying statement or not, you have to admit that with the height that the Sword God is now standing, you can see the essence of some phenomena clearly. Putting aside the serious contemptuous thoughts in this statement, the seemingly interesting examples are bloody enough to make people think deeply.

After a moment of silence, Winslin bowed respectfully: "Yes, the disciples must keep it in mind."

With a casual gratitude, Woodin glanced at Winslin and smiled; "Is it still a little unwilling to accept it?"

"...a little." After hesitating, Winsling finally nodded and admitted that he knew he could not hide it.

"Haha. You are much better than me." Wu Ding sighed softly, "You are just a little unwilling to give up. But I am already starting to be scared."

Wen Silin suddenly looked up, his face full of shock and disbelief. He had now admitted that Tang En's opponent was the master and was no longer on the same level as himself. But he never expected that the master was actually afraid now... The Sword God was afraid? What kind of virtue can he do?

Wu Ding was calm: "Don't be so excited, this is a fact. At least I didn't have such strength when I was this age. Compared with the current one, his progress speed is really scary... If we calculate according to this trend, if we do not have any surprises in time, even if I don't grow old, the title of the number one master in the mainland will be given to him."

Hearing this assumption, Winsling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, staring at the carriage below and said in a deep voice: "This time it was an accident!"

"Haha, you have confidence in me." After a smile, Woodin didn't say anything. After all, the proper prospect of pulling up Tangen was a very exciting stimulation for Winsling, but if it was too exciting, it would be too much.

At this time, the carriage galloping below had already been parked in front of a small dark attic. This is a civilian residential area in Nancheng. The people living here are not rich, so naturally there are not many wonderful nightlife. Except for a few people who like to walk at night, there are basically no people on the streets, and the lights around are also sparse and dim.

The moment the carriage stopped, the iron gate of the house was pushed open from inside, as if he was a lame man watching the door. Buniel, who had gotten out of the car, flashed into the air...Winsling didn't pay attention to this, he knew that the master's perception had always been on Buniel. The master's perception was the most sensitive. Not to mention the problem with the object, even if there was any movement around the object, the master could arrive in an instant.

Of course, Tang En, who is also a master, thought it was clear to this point. So he would not use his perception, and could only look around with his eyes...Wensling's direction of attention was here. He was carefully observing all the corners around Bunier's house, hoping to find something.

Not long after, Bunier and the lame old man appeared in front of the iron gate again, and the latter took out another carriage from the yard. However, Bunier has completely changed his appearance, wearing a fat coat, carrying a large and small bag that should have been prepared long ago, and he has been vigilantly pressing the wide-brim brim when walking... In the dark light, the reason why he can still recognize it at a glance is because of his extremely recognizable fat figure.

"Hey, it's a bit interesting." As if he had discovered something, Wu Ding suddenly exclaimed in surprise, then raised his eyebrows and said with a laugh, "Hehe, it seems that we are not the only ones who are ready for failure."

Wenslin subconsciously looked down when he heard this. At this time, Buniel had already stepped on the newly pulled carriage. The man was sitting in the carriage. The reins passed through the curtains, as if he wanted to drive away alone. Then he said something to the lame old man standing beside him, throwing out a few coins. The latter nodded and leaned over to pick up the coins scattered on the ground, looking a little sad. At this time, the carriage had already started galloping aside...

Frowning, unable to see any problem, Winsling couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wuding. He waved his hand and pointed down. Wuding said softly, "Look."

When Nabunier drove the carriage and turned around the corner, he quickly disappeared from sight, but Woodin still stopped above the ground without moving.

Seeing this, Winsling couldn't help but move, and his eyes gathered again on the lame old man. At this time, the latter came to the iron gate and was closing and locking it hard. Then he looked at the attic inside, shook his head and sighed, and walked slowly towards the carriage he drove when he came to Bunier.

Looking at this scene, I remembered the coins that Bunier threw out casually before leaving. The lame old man who was janitor had undoubtedly just lost his job.

Of course, this is not important. What is important is that Winsling still has not found any flaws, which is also obvious at a glance. Bunier's body cannot be stuffed into the thin body of the lame old man.

Winsling felt that he was wrong about the master's intention, and then swept his eyes to the dark second-story loft. Could it be that Buniel, who had driven away before, was just a substitute, with the intention of pulling away the possible surveillance liners around him, and the real Buniel was still hiding inside and not leaving?

This is very likely. After all, Winsling did not release his perception. He felt that the person just now was Bunier, and he was just a simple judgment from his figure.

But at this time, Wu Ding moved and waved with the lame old man who was slowly driving away from below: "Follow."

Winsling was stunned and asked in surprise: "Is this Bunier?!"
Chapter completed!