Ultimate Assassin System

Chapter 589: Lie on the Gun... (5,000 Words)

In the next few days, Tang En's life in Beihuang gradually became stable. Except for occasionally going to the craftsman's office to give instructions on Matthew Mann's frame improvement work, he spent almost all the rest of his time in the library, carrying out huge thefts unknown to ghosts and ghosts. Book project. .

Tang En had learned the Northern Wilderness barbarian language through the system, for which he had paid nearly 3,000 points of total health points. Fortunately, I gained a lot from killing Yama before, so I didn't feel too distressed.

Of course, even if he has fully mastered it, Tang En still speaks Bran. When you meet someone speaking Beihuang dialect, you have to put on a confused and ignorant look. There is no way, his learning progress cannot be concealed by words such as smart, fast, etc., perhaps it can only be described as 'super god'. Once exposed, it will definitely attract the attention of interested people, and then it will be a big trouble...

As for the poison problem, Tang En had no other option for a while. He could only dive into the library and search day and night, constantly trying his luck. At this time, Tang En finally understood why Lansha was still willing to let him enter the library even though he had already doubted his motives for reading.

Such vast and endless books... that is to say, Tang En, who is in the system, still has a chance. If it were anyone else, even an evil genius with an eye for ten lines and a photographic memory, even if he knew that the poison information was in it, all he could do would be to hold his head in despair and squat on the ground to draw circles...

Of course, in the eyes of Lansha, who came over from time to time, Tang En, who seemed to be flipping through the books quickly but actually couldn't read a single word clearly, was undoubtedly going crazy with despair!

In fact, there are not many people who come to the library every day, especially before. Of course, this is not much compared to the vast area of ​​bookshelves. In fact, at least a hundred people come in and out every day. They have different identities, some are apprentices, some are in high positions, some are arrogant and powerful disciples, and some are overbearing and tyrannical warriors... But no matter who they are, as long as they stay in this library for a short time, they will Discover a mysterious Bran man.

Hua Hua Hua...

He was picking up books one after another, flipping the pages quickly in front of his eyes, flashing by, and then closing them. Then he put it back to its original position with one hand, and took out the next book with the other hand... To be fair, the whole set of movements was simple, high-speed, and error-free. It was completely streamlined and amazing. But...is this of any use?

At first, everyone thought that this Bran man was looking for a book that he had read before and reread it. But later I found out that it was obviously not the case. After all, if that was the case, then you only need to look at the title on the cover. There is no need to waste time opening and reading. Then, seeing that no matter which book he dealt with, he had the same attitude and actions, which made people have a vague feeling - this person seemed to have no purpose, as if he was just reading for the sake of reading... Is he crazy? ?

As we all know, the people of the Northern Wilderness are aggressive and not very good-tempered. For various subjective and objective reasons, they are more accustomed to using their fists to reason. Therefore, many people in the Northern Wilderness looked unhappy when they saw this crazy Bran man who kept making noises, and someone immediately went over to remind him.

But it's a pity that Bran seemed to have fallen into a demonic barrier. His face was blank and his eyes were dull. He didn't pay attention to any reminders and still went his own way. It seemed very arrogant!

Seeing this scene, many angry Northern Wilderness men couldn't help but secretly clenched their fists. But this is the Imperial City Library, so naturally no one dares to take action here without taking any risks. But if you leave here...

Just when everyone was suppressing their anger, gearing up, and patiently waiting for the Bran man to leave the library, Lansha suddenly appeared.

This is a royal palace and castle, so it is not surprising that His Highness Lansha appears here. But when everyone saw Lan Shapu walking non-stop as soon as he came in, looking for the clattering sound, he walked directly to the Bran man, and after greeting him familiarly, they couldn't help but look at each other, wiped away cold sweat, and slowly clenched their fists. Release slowly...

Lan Sha comes here almost every day and stays for a long time. With her noble status, she naturally did not come here specifically to support Tang En. There is no need for any excuse. I am also reading a book, but I will chat with Tang En from time to time.

"What's the point of doing this?" This was the question Lansha asked after observing Tang En's unique 'reading' method on the first day he came to the library. Tang En's answer was a bit mysterious, too mysterious...

"Do you believe in intuition? I do, so when I flip through the books I really need, it will tell me to stop." This is of course Tang En's deception, but it can barely explain the reason for his current actions. .

Of course, Lansha sneered at this. Although she was not sure whether there was any record about the poison in this vast sea of ​​books. But she was certain that Tang En was probably crazy.

But that's okay...Lan Sha thought this way. She knew very well the way this guy Bran acted, and it was absolutely impossible to escape without trying. Now that he has this extremely ethereal goal, on the one hand it can give him a faint hope, and on the other hand it can allow him to stay here with peace of mind for a long time to come. It's a very good result...

Holding a yellowed book, the lighting crystal emits soft light. Not far away is the figure who looks extremely busy. The rushing sound seems to have never broken, just like the sound of water flowing in the depths of memory, the ripples are charming...

For a moment, Lansha's eyes behind his glasses were in a trance. I'm not thinking about the shameful scene under the water, but I'm thinking about a question I've been thinking about all this time - how should I deal with him?

Of course he is Tang En!

To be honest, she had considered killing him. Regardless of the glasses, telescopes, etc., just for the underwater desecration scene, killing him would definitely not be considered unfair. But then why did he waver again... Oh, it was that damn green wolf that tore the goshawk into pieces like God's will, and also tore into pieces his original intention to kill!

Well, it’s God’s will, that’s right!

Having found a suitable reason, Lansha couldn't help but feel comfortable. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and an image suddenly flashed through my mind...

It was the second time we met after entering the city. In fact, they were only a few days apart. I was choosing clothes in front of my wardrobe, one after another. Unfortunately, I usually don't pay much attention to this, so I couldn't find the right one for a while. In the end, I had to pick up the dress that my mother gave me on my twentieth birthday. I heard it was made by a master from Bran.

It is undeniable that this dress is indeed beautiful, but it is too cumbersome to wear, and I have made it clear that I don't like it... Well, why did I choose it so blindly that time? Even my mother saw it...

Could it be that I like him?

The jade face was solemn, frowning in thought. Our Lansha children's shoes have never been people who dare not face problems. After coming to this conclusion, we immediately conducted a series of complex and precise calculations and comparisons, such as,

Will I follow my mother's old path again?

Obviously, no! I am me, Mother is Mother... Even if I am Mother, he is not Ziyi. There is really no comparison between the two, they are just superior in appearance...

Furthermore, would I betray the interests of the royal family for this wretched guy?

Obviously, no! Because... well, he's called a wretched guy, so it's certainly not worth it.

"call……"

After a powerful comparison, Lansha breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more relaxed. I really don't like him... With this thought in mind, he glanced at Tang En again, and suddenly realized that he didn't like what he saw. He shook his head. , as expected, one person is more likely to die than another...

After coming to such a final conclusion, Lan Sha suddenly felt that there was no need to stay here anymore. He casually inserted the books into the bookshelf and did not bother to say hello to Tang En next to him. Under dark eyes, Shi Shiran walked out of the library, feeling free and easy.

"call……"

Lansha had just walked away, seemingly numb, but Tang En, who kept flipping through the books, also breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression suddenly became much more relaxed.

These days, although because of Lan Sha's existence, he has avoided a lot of trouble. But it has to be said that at the same time, many new problems have been added.

The reason was that someone spread the news that Lansha would come here every day. Then the number of people in the library increased significantly in the past few days, and most of them were the rich and powerful children in bright clothes and angry horses. The purpose of these people is naturally obvious. With Lansha's noble status and appearance, even if they can't reach a high level, it is undoubtedly good to be eye-catching.

What's more, Tang En got some gossip from Andre. It was probably because of the betrayal of the War Lion Tribe. The tribe that was originally the most suitable for marriage with the royal family was undoubtedly dead. In addition, the Queen expressed her emotion intentionally or unintentionally a few days ago that Lansha has grown up and there are some things that she should consider... The words are relatively obscure, but undoubtedly many people understand. Suddenly, the situation suddenly changed, and Lansha became the common goal pursued by all the three youths of Beihuang who had strength, background, and appearance.

Of course, Andre and Tang En said this with a sense of ridicule, half seriously and half joking, telling him to be careful in order to avoid being plotted against. The most important thing is that once someone plots against you, contact them quickly to prevent the situation from getting out of control.

The reason why he was so solemn about it was simply that every time Lan Sha came to the library, he would go straight to him, chat for a few words, stay for a while, and then leave on his own as if no one was around. He basically ignored others and was obviously coming specifically for Tang En.

In this way, Tang En, the crazy man from Bran who was already disliked by others, has become the target of public criticism in the past few days. Either fierce, resentful, or jealous...many looks were cast towards him. Even though Tang En was calm, he still felt like a ray of light on his back. He couldn't help but feel depressed, secretly sighing that he was lying on his back. Tang En can now be sure that all the information about him has been dug up by many interested people, so there is no need to think about keeping a low profile...

Fortunately, Lan Sha left earlier than usual today. Tang En felt the gradually retreating heat around him and couldn't help but roll his eyes. I thought in a funny way, if I told her that I had kissed Lansha and touched her almost all over her body, would these people's eyes pop out, or would they...

Of course, this is just thinking about it. Once this matter is exposed, it doesn't matter how they react. What matters is that Tang En is dead!

In the evening, dusk is approaching.

Tang En put down the last book on the shelf in front of him, pinched the bridge of his nose, and decided that today's book stealing business was over.

After resting on the spot for a few minutes, the most important thing was to rest his eyes, Tang En turned around and walked towards the corridor leading to the outside of the library.

When they arrived at the circular wooden platform, the old man in Beihuang who was looking at this travel diary rolled his eyes strangely, looked at Tang En and said with a smile: "Hey, what do you think, little kid?"

"Sorry, I really can't say it." Twain rubbed his hair in distress and shook his head.

Ever since he saw the true strength of this fierce Northern Wilderness old man, Tang En had been deeply wary and would not say hello unless necessary. He also asked Lansha about the old man's identity, but after some insinuation, he discovered that Lansha had no knowledge except that he knew that he had been staying in this library for more than twenty years. Except that they called him "Grandpa Bamutu", they couldn't get any useful information.

However, although Tang En did not want to provoke this old man from the Northern Wilderness named Bamutu, he soon learned that the other party was very interested in him and kept asking questions. The day before yesterday, he even formally proposed an exchange condition. As long as Tang En told him about cultivation, After hearing the name of the technique, he helped Tang En remove the Temple of Light tracking magic from his body.

But unfortunately, it was absolutely impossible for Tang En to tell outsiders about the existence of the system, so he could only refuse again and again.

Bamutu was not annoyed at all and said with a smile: "I appreciate principled people, because I am the same. So, hehe, I will keep asking."

Please, are you so stubborn... He cursed. On the surface, Tang En still bowed and saluted, looking extremely humble, and then walked directly into the corridor and left.

Perhaps it is the last craziness of late winter. The snow that has been falling for almost a week has not stopped, but the momentum has become smaller, changing from the shape of goose feathers to catkins.

After rubbing his hands, Tang En stepped on the thick snowflakes and quickly walked out of the main entrance of the palace castle. He didn't see Andre, probably because he was taking a break during the shift.

At this time, Mathewman should have just left the craftsman's office. If he wanted to hitch a ride, Tang En would have to walk forward for a while and come to a fork in the road, which is where he got off the bus in the morning.

There are no buildings around the main entrance of the castle. Only when you get farther away can you gradually see some places such as houses and shops.

An imperial city is an imperial city after all. Even in the Northern Wasteland where commerce is seriously lagging behind, there are signs of prosperity in the center of the royal power. Shops of clothing, weapons, etc. can be seen everywhere.

On the second floor of a double-storey pub, several young people gathered near the window, drinking wine absentmindedly. From time to time, they looked across the window lattice toward the intersection in the distance, as if they were waiting for something.

They were all wearing extremely valuable and luxurious cloaks smuggled from Bran. They looked very noble, and they must be descendants of powerful people in the city.

"Why haven't you come yet? Togel, is your information accurate?" After drinking the drink in one gulp, a rude-looking young man with a black beard asked impatiently.

"Don't worry, I have sent people to investigate for several days, and the information is absolutely accurate." The young man known as Togel said with confidence.

"Haha, that's good. I have long disliked that bastard Bran. Unfortunately, he is either at home or in the library, so there is no chance to attack him."

Although another young man was eager to try when he heard this, he still asked worriedly: "It is said that he is from His Highness Lansha. If we touch him... nothing will happen, right?"

The young man with a black beard sneered disdainfully: "Hey, he's just a little smart guy who temporarily gained His Highness's favor with some glasses. As long as he's not beaten to death, what can happen?"

"Well, that's right..."

"Ha, don't worry." Looking at the young man who still looked a little worried, Togel pointed at his feet and said with a mysterious smile, "Do you know why I chose to take action here?"

"Isn't it because this is the only way for Nabulan people to pass through?"

"Haha, that's right." Togel squinted his eyes and pointed to the second-floor building more than a hundred meters away on the left side of the window. "The main reason is because a person is sitting there right now."

"Who...fuck, I asked Togel, if you have something to say, can you finish it in one sentence."

Upon hearing this, Togel immediately rolled his eyes at the rude man and shook his head speechlessly: "Okay, I'll just say it. Lambit, Lambit, the son of the Mad Eagle, is sitting there."

"Hiss..." There was a collective hiss. These young men obviously knew that they were the children of powerful people, so it was impossible not to know the name of Lambit, the heir to the Mad Eagle Tribe. That is the existence that those of them, who can only rely on me to hang out in the imperial city for a while, need to look up.

"But...but does this have anything to do with us beating people up?"

"Idiot! Use your brain!" Togel cursed with unceremonious contempt, "You should know the purpose of Lambit's sudden visit to the imperial city, right? Yes, it is for His Highness Lansha. Because of the War Lion Tribe He made a stupid move, and now he is bound to win against Lansha. But what happened in the past few days? Haha, His Highness Lansha had secret meetings with Na Branzai for several days."

He paused, glanced at everyone, curled his lips and smiled, "So, if we solve this problem perfectly before his eyes, and then spread it through some channels afterwards, we will gain the friendship of the Sons of Mad Eagle!"

The content of these words was not unattractive, but the young men listening looked at each other with strange expressions, as if they were reluctant.

Natogel obviously knew the reason. He glanced at it and shook his head, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Everyone, if it were possible, who wouldn't want to marry His Highness Lansha? But the fact now is that we don't have any Opportunity! So, instead of stupidly fighting against the big shots, it is better to recognize the reality and give up voluntarily and strive for the actual benefits that you can get. Well, what do you think?"

"You are right. His Highness Lansha is not what people like us can imagine. In this case, it is most practical to assist Lambit in exchange for some benefits."

"Yes, I did it too..."

"I...hey, that Bran guy is here!"

…………(To be continued.)

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