The Longest Day in Chang’an

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Far away, six golden armor knights appeared at the end of the street, followed by eight servants holding Zhu Qi Tuan Fan and Peacock Barrier Fan. Then, a magnificent Siwang car was driven by four maroon horses Over here, around a dozen Jinyi guards followed.

Tianbao three years, January 14th, early Hai.

Chang'an, Wannian County, Pingkangfang.

Shou Zhuolang divided into dozens of teams, penetrating into the narrow winding alley of the cobweb-like structure like mercury. There are at least two of them in each team, because the fighting power of the opponent is really amazing.

Just now they clearly drove the brave guy into the alley, why did they disappear in a blink of an eye? The team of Shou Maolang was sullen, and ordered his men to watch the entrances and exits all around him. He did not believe that the wounded guy had wings to fly out.

Today is bad luck. The death of the fire master will have a great impact on Changan's business. If the murderer still can't catch him, his team is just over.

"Boss, Wuhou is still there ..." a Shoucaolang reminded.

The team was following his fingers and saw the five martial princes just now, tightly behind them, but did not come close. He spit in contempt: "These wastes, don't worry about them."

"I saw them knocking on the golden gong just now."

The team frowned, and the soldiers knocked on the Jinluo, which was a warning to the surrounding Wuhoupu. Before long, the entire Wuhou of Pingkangfang will be alarmed. After all, they are not official palaces, and they openly block several lanes. I am afraid they will cause unnecessary trouble.

"Let the sons and daughters enter the house to search! Which one is dissatisfied, take the money and gag! Be quick!" The team was ordering their teeth. Since the guy was not in the alley and did not leave the area, it must have broken into a residential house.

In this alley, all the ordinary people live in the yard, and the yard can only enter at most twice. At this time, most of the people were watching the lanterns outside, guarding the empty door where Lang directly went. Occasionally, people who did not go home suddenly saw the door kicked open, and they were all terrified. The guards generally throw a few hangs of money, warning them not to tell what they saw. For a while, the chickens and dogs jumped, as the bureaucrats went to the countryside to collect tax.

Two Shoucaolang searched all the way, and suddenly they saw a family on the corner in front. There was no light in the house, but the courtyard door was half open. The two looked at each other and leaned over.

They did not rush in, but leaned over the lantern to look at the threshold and found a few drops of blood above it, which had not yet solidified. The two couldn't help but be overjoyed, first warned their surrounding partners, let them quickly move closer, and then pulled out their weapons into the yard ...

Suddenly, a screaming scream shattered the night sky.

All the Shourao who were searching were startled, and heard that this was from their partner, and hurriedly assembled in the direction of the voice. The team rushed to the door of the dwelling with anger, and also noticed the blood on the threshold. However, he did not rush to enter, but ordered his men to surround the entire residential complex, and then rushed into the courtyard with a few of the most elite men.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a small piece of Caiqi, and a defender Lang was lying on the earthen ridge, covered with blood, without knowing his life. The team was on alert with the others, holding their weapons and walking forward step by step carefully. Soon they saw another guardian lying on the steps in front of the house, also bloody. The most shocking thing is that a pointed spindle is sticking to his left eye, and a spinning wheel next to him falls to the ground.

Seeing this miserable situation, everyone inhaled and took a breath, and this person was also ruthless.

The team is instructing to transport the two wounded out as soon as possible, and then take the lead personally and kick the main house with a kick. As a result, they turned around in the house. After the tatami bed, they searched carefully in the beam-top cabinet, and there was no gain. The Shourao found the left and right boxes and backyard again, and there was no trace.

The outside Shoucaolang returned one after another, and did not see anyone over the wall to leave-they even checked the dog hole in the corner.

The team was standing in the middle of the yard, holding their chin and thinking for a moment, and suddenly their eyes light up-there is another place that has passed! He made three and two steps and rushed into the kitchen in the left compartment. It is estimated that a large family lives here, so a large vaulted stove was built. The team saw at a glance that fresh blood was dripping from the dead branches in front of the stove. He greeted the others quickly and hurried over, and then picked up an iron hook for digging the hearth and poked it hard.

Sure enough, half of the poke, the team was feeling as if they had poke something soft, soft. The team was quitting a bit and poked it hard again. Repeatedly, until the team was confirming that the opponent must not be able to resist, he let his men dig out from the eyes of the stove.

The guards caught hands and feet, and soon pulled a person out of the stove. The team was just about to kick their feet out of breath, bowed their heads, and the pride on their faces froze instantly.

This is not Zhang Xiaojing, but one of the guards who just entered the door!

The team was instantly aware of what was going on.

Zhang Xiaojing knocked down the two guards who entered the door, first made the first **** face, threw it at the door, let the person who entered the door form a mindset, then disguised himself as the second, and deliberately covered the left eye with the spindle ——And the real second person was stuffed into the stove.

The black lights in the yard were blind, and even if the lanterns were lit, people would not distinguish between them in a hurry. While the team was still looking around in the house, Zhang Xiaojing had been taken out of the alley by the guards.

"Hurry up!" The team roared.

They quickly returned to the alley, but it was too late. Several defenders fell to the ground, and there was only one wounded man covered in blood on the stretcher. The murderer had long disappeared in the darkness. With a bang, the sledgehammer in the team's hand hit the earth wall beside him.

However, Zhang Xiaojing's crisis at this time has not been lifted.

A group of martial arts fighters ran on Waijie Street and were busy seeking road defenses everywhere. More soldiers pulled the blockade further away and clamored. Several major street crossings were blocked. They may not have the fighting will to defend and capture Lang, but they can win more people, and they have the status of officers and soldiers, which is more troublesome.

Zhang Xiaojing did not know why he was wanted, who issued the order and what the charges were. Now Zhang Xiaojing's mind is one thing-run!

After he broke away from the alley, relying on his familiarity with the terrain, he quickly moved towards the door of Pingkangfang. But soon he found that the road was closed in front of him and he couldn't go, so he had to hide behind a flag streamer, leaning against the wall. Zhang Xiaojing touched his abdomen, where the knife was the deepest, and he is still bleeding.

Zhang Xiaojing felt that he was about to be crushed by exhaustion. He gasped and raised his head inadvertently. He saw the watchtower in the distance and was sending a purple light signal towards this side.

The signal is sent from Dawanglou, the content is very simple, only two words:

Never retreat.

Zhang Xiaojing immediately guessed the identity of the sender. This way of expression can only be achieved by Yao Ru's stunned head?

However, what can be done without retreat?

Zhang Xiaojing smiled bitterly. Yao Ru's ability to send a "no retreat" signal, of course, indicated his position, but it also implied that he was under tremendous pressure, indicating that Jing'an's attitude had undergone a drastic change, and Li Bi must have been involved.

At the thought of this, Zhang Xiaojing's one-eye was slightly bleak, and without the support of Jing Ansi, how far could the investigation go? Que Lehuo Duo will destroy Chang'an at first sight, but the only person who still cares about this matter has become the enemy of the entire Chang'an City. This is an ironic thing.

In the distance, the purple light of the Wanglou is still flashing, but Zhang Xiaojing knows that it is the only thing Changan is still standing beside him. But he can't even respond now.

At this moment, a wide-body convertible carriage passed by in front of the street. This carriage is beautifully decorated, it must belong to a certain noble. A glamorous gig stands in the middle of the car and whirls in a circle. There are colorful satin strips flying out of her sleeves, and five or six people are sitting around and cheering.

This is a popular new gadget. When the dancers are dancing, they use the skill to throw out the cut brocade strips one by one, and throw them well. That satin strip can fly out various patterns in the air, matching the dance posture, such as Feixia, so it is called Xiaxia . However, it takes two or three pieces of satin to dance once, and most people cannot afford it.

Zhang Xiaojing saw the car driving all the way to the blocked roadblock, and Damask threw it all the way along the way. With a move in his heart, when the martial artists stopped the carriage at the street, he ran out quickly, leaned over and grabbed a hand back.

Zhang Xiaojing picked up two or three purple ones from the middle and wrapped them around a lantern that he had picked from the door of a household. He endured the pain in his body, climbed up to a wall, and waved towards the building.

The Wanglou signal flashed three times soon, indicating receipt. Contact was restored again.

Even with Wanglou, Zhang Xiaojing dared not make it too clear. He sent a return to Dawanglou, saying only two words: "received".

He then gave orders to the watchtower of Pingkangfang, asking them to observe the blockade of all road sections and continue to return.

"Continuous return" means: No need to ask Zhang Xiaojing, once Wanglou finds that the blockade has changed, it will immediately send a signal. In this way, Zhang Xiaojing can keep abreast of the situation and keep abreast of the situation at any time, and no longer need to take the risk of exposure to wave the lantern.

When Li Bi designed the system, he tried to exclude outside interference as much as possible, stipulating that they only accept orders from the Dawanglou or the holidaymakers, and ignore the rest. Therefore, the Wuhou of Wanglou was not aware of the changes in the outside world, nor did he know that the man who had given them orders was already wanted by the whole city.

So in this night's Pingkang Square, a wonderful scene appeared. The soldiers in Wuhoupu are desperately trying to catch Zhang Xiaojing; at the same time, the entire Changan's eyes are still providing information for Zhang Duwei. The two security systems run side by side, running crazy for different purposes of the same goal.

Under the guidance of Wanglou, the layout of Pingkang Square has no place to escape. Zhang Xiaojing successfully crossed the three blockades and was about to reach the door. However, Fang Wei at the door had received an order to erect the thorn wall and inspect the passing pedestrian vehicles.

Zhang Xiaojing swept his one-eye, and saw a shopkeeper leave the door and go to the corner to pee. He touched it quietly and suddenly strangled the other person's neck from behind.

The man hooted a few times and could not make a sound. Zhang Xiaojing loosened his arm a little, and said in a deep voice: "Old Zhao, it's me."

"Zhang ... Zhangtou? It really is you!" The old soldier was shocked and even gave up his resistance. "I heard the wanted order and thought it was the same name."

"I'm going to borrow you and leave Pingkang Square." Zhang Xiaojing said. The veteran soldier hesitated for a moment and leaned his neck: "In the initial hunt for Swallow Li, if it wasn't for the head to be in front of me, my life was told earlier. It's a matter of course to return it to you this time."

"I don't want your life, as long as you cooperate."

He asked the old soldiers to get the horns of the soldiers and put them on. Old Zhao went back and forth, and no one was alarmed. The two dressed up and walked towards the door in tandem. At the door, a colleague of Lao Zhao was busy checking the passing cars. They saw one more person and asked what happened. Old Zhao said that this person is Xin Ding. He just saw the wanted criminal and dealt with it, and was about to go out to report.

Colleagues were stunned: "See the face? Is that Zhang Yan?"

Zhang Xiaojing lowered his head and nodded slightly. His left eye was entangled with a white cloth, as if he was seriously injured. Colleagues sighed sympathetically: "Yes, it is King Zhang, and it is cruel to start-hey, old Zhao, I remember you have worked with him for a while, right?"

"Cough, that was a few years ago." Old Zhao quickly coughed a few times in disguise, and pushed Zhang Xiaojing forward. "Hurry up and come back immediately after the report."

"Wait a minute." The colleagues suddenly stopped Zhang Xiaojing.

Lao Zhao and Zhang Xiaojing both have a tight heart. Colleagues looked at him for a while, and suddenly smiled: "In the end it is Xin Ding, the clothes are all reversed."

The pawns are all sleeveless gray ochre shirts, which are opened before closing. Zhang Xiaojing was too seriously injured, and Zhao was too nervous, neither of them found the flaw.

Zhang Xiaojing's one-eyed light flashed, his fists clenched, ready to burst at any time. Lao Zhao quickly rounded the field: "Our kan is like a girl, and the new one is used, and it can't tell the difference." This ridiculous piece made everyone laugh. The colleague didn't do any research and raised his hand to let it go.

Lao Zhao took Zhang Xiaojing over the thorn wall and saw the crowd of people on the street outside Fangwai, his mind was unremittingly. Old Zhao gently bowed his hands: "I can only send you here, you take care." Then I thought about it, and then took out half of the hanging coin and handed it to him.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't ask for money, and said lightly: "Go back quickly. See you next time, and make sure you catch it, so you don't have to do it." It's all your head. "

Zhang Xiaojing didn't say much, turned around and walked outside.

According to the report of Wanglou just now, this is the last blockade, and it will be generally safe after passing. He was about to move forward, and suddenly saw a man staring at him in front of him. This person Zhang Xiaojing didn't know, but his clothes and the flat fork in his hand showed his identity.

Shou Maolang?

Wanglou can monitor Wuhoupu, but can't see Shoucaolang acting alone. It turned out that they were arranged at the door early, waiting for Zhang Xiaojing to appear.

"You are Zhang Xiaojing!" Nashou caught Lang stepped forward and shouted loudly.

This sound was so loud that all the soldiers and soldiers at the gate heard it. They heard the name and turned their heads at the same time. Zhang Xiaojing said it was too late, then that time, he grabbed the old Zhao and retreated in the court.

How did old Zhao not know that this was Zhang Tou's move to dispel his suspicion, and he also yelled, don't kill me, don't kill me. Zhang Xiaojing retreated into the door, slammed the old Zhao Xiangfang soldiers into a pile, and then turned around and ran. The front is exactly a wall of thorns. Zhang Xiaojing didn't even have time to circumvent, so he rushed past, and the clothes were slammed, and the **** one was pulled off by the wall of thorns.

At this moment, all the soldiers were alarmed and chased after them. Na Shou capture Lang also whistle, informing nearby companions to quickly gather.

This time, it's really a terrible net. On the street are a large number of soldiers rounding up, and in the alleys are teams of guards. Zhang Xiaojing had almost no way to go, only to grind his teeth and ran forward.

With his familiarity with the terrain and fighting experience, he escaped several times and escaped from the pursuit at the first hit. But Pingkangfang is only so big after all, the enemy is chasing more and more urgently. Sometimes it is paving soldiers, sometimes it is guarding, and every time is more dangerous than the last situation.

Zhang Xiaojing gritted his teeth, panting, his wounds were in pain, and the tattered shirt exuded a shocking red. He didn't know how long he could persist.

But he couldn't stop, because he could always hear the footsteps of the chasing soldiers behind him, and he could only manage to run. I don't know how long it took to run, Zhang Xiaojing's eyes started to blacken, not the dark night, but the deep well. Even the only star of hope upstairs in the distance could not be seen.

He did not know whether this was due to lack of lighting on the road, or whether his body was on the verge of reaching its limit. Zhang Xiaojing rushed forward a dozen steps forward, and immediately a strong sense of weakness came.

No, it is not despair, it is despair, the kind of despair where you can't see the result no matter how hard you try.

This sense of despair caused him to stagger in an instant and fell forward.

Just then, a dark hand stretched out from the dark night, supporting Zhang Xiaojing's arms.

Wang Yunxiu is both frightened and angry now.

Fear, because a few fierce and vicious gangsters suddenly appeared in the fire room. She recognized all these people as the ones who kidnapped herself. They wrapped her head with a cloth bag. The cloth bag used to hold Chen Mi, and it smelled of musty, which almost stunned her. These people dragged her into a mule car, not knowing where to move.

Anger is because the man named Yuan Zai became fat. He kept saying that he was going to rescue her, but the result was that there was no movement until now. Now that he is about to be dragged into the car, he is likely to be killed, but he still doesn't show up. Although this man and Wang Yunxiu have never lived in their lives, should a gentleman promise a lot of money, shouldn't he say what he will do? This is how the play is performed.

Wang Yunxiu became more and more angry, but soon became desperate. If Yuan Zai does n’t come, is n’t that the last hope?