Chapter 886 The Bet Between Twain and Wooding

Clothing store.

"Shou shou shou... Chief, why are you... uh, here like this?" Watching Tang En, who was rubbing his eyes and looking sleepy, walk into the shop, the waiter guarding the door was immediately frightened. He jumped, rubbed his eyes, and walked over with a look of surprise and joy, very unbelievable.

This waiter was the one who received Tang En last time and was also someone close to Bunir. He knew everything and knew that Tang En might come over today and fall into a trap. However, even if this was the case, he never expected that Tang En would not even wear a hat, and would just come in such an open and aboveboard manner...

"Warrant...what warrant? Do you need a warrant to deliver a letter?" Being stopped in front of him by the weird-looking waiter, Tang En seemed a little confused. He turned to look at the inner room of the shop, looking for something, "By the way. Mr. Bunir is here, I’m here to deliver a letter.”

Pack! Keep pretending! The corner of his mouth curled up. The waiter naturally didn't believe what Tang En said. But now is not the time to talk about this. He came closer and lowered his voice alertly, "Chief, Lord Bunir is waiting in the backyard. Please follow me."

"Chief?" He finally heard the title clearly, but Tang En looked even more confused, "Uh... are you mistaken? I'm just a messenger, not really a leader."

Haha, isn't it too late for you to talk back now... After secretly complaining, the waiter finally couldn't help but pointed at Tang En's face and whispered, "Chief, are you going out... Well, I forgot. Are you disguising yourself?"

"Disguise...make-up? Does this old man need to put on make-up when he goes out?" Tang En seemed to be more and more confused as he listened. Then he thought of something, and his face suddenly turned evil. He grabbed the waiter's lapel and said, "I said. Country bumpkin! What the hell are you doing? Are you deliberately entertaining me?"

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

"Not your uncle! Fuck, that's really weird. You sent a letter, a warrant, and put on makeup. Do you want to fight?"

The waiter looked innocent, but Tang En was furious. The two of them didn't seem to be talking on the same level at all. They were pushing and shoving, "Damn, what's the fuss about? Didn't you see there are still guests here? Do you still want to do it... eh?"

Because what he was planning was so big, Bunir's nerves had been tense these days, and he couldn't sleep well. He didn't dare to reveal anything on the surface, for fear that Tang En or people from the gray space would be watching nearby. , see any flaw. It took a lot of effort to get to the promised day. His mood was even more worrying, that is, he was afraid that Tang En would not come, causing the plan to fail. I'm also afraid that Tang En will come over, and I don't know how to face it. Wandering around the backyard nervously. When he came to the main hall of the shop again, he looked up and saw that his subordinates were arguing with someone in front of the door, as if they were about to make a move, and he couldn't help but scold him.

But then, when his eyes passed over the man's face, his body trembled, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he had a ghostly expression on his face, "Tang... Chief... Chief..."

After breaking free from his clothes, the waiter hurriedly walked over, leaned closer and whispered: "Sir, is this Leader Tang En... He said he is not, he just came to deliver a message to you. Is there really such a similar person in the world?" …”

"Bunir?" Before he could finish his words, Tang En looked at Bunir up and down, and walked closer, as if to confirm something, "Slightly fat, middle-aged, looking like a profiteer... you are Bunir." Neil, right?”

"Well……"

"I found it. Take it, this is your letter! Then..." He threw the letter in his hand over unceremoniously. Tang En reached out and poked Bunir's nose, roaring angrily, "Fuck, you guys Listen to me, these damn country bumpkins. Don’t think that you can be arrogant in front of me just because you have some money to open a shabby shop. This is the capital! At the feet of Wang Ting! It’s not your turn for foreign country bumpkins to be rampant and bullshit..."

Bunir was stunned by the spat on the spot. He wiped the saliva on his face without thinking, looked at Tang En's face, rubbed his eyes, stared again, and then turned to look at the waiter. The student looked at each other, and the latter spread his hands and said nothing, indicating that he didn't know what happened.

"Um... calm down, calm down, maybe we made a mistake here, I'm sorry..." He spread his hands and pressed down, no matter whether this person is Tang En or not, it is always wrong to choose to settle the matter temporarily, so as not to Arousing suspicion among other customers in the store. However, when he saw the other party's lips that were constantly spitting, Bunir's heart suddenly moved. He stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and shouted, "Shut up! Don't move!"

"Uh... I'm stupid!" He was stunned for a moment, and was frightened by Bunir's fierce look at that moment. Tang En was even more angry when he came back to his senses. Just when he was about to raise his hand to punch, his arm was grabbed by someone who stepped forward. The wait staff locked tightly.

Opening his mouth to curse, Bunir's fleshy palm had already reached to his mouth, he fumbled for a while, held something with his fingers and suddenly lifted it up, "Hiss--" Tang En felt a chill on his face, as if he had been ripped off instantly. It felt like his skin was peeling, and he subconsciously wanted to scream loudly. But in an instant, the waiter covered his mouth again, and he could only whimper softly.

Looking at the mask in his hand that was as thin as human skin, and then looking up at 'Twain' who instantly became completely unfamiliar, Bunir's face suddenly turned pale, and his fat figure was on the verge of falling.

Apart from the legendary leader Tang En who seemed to have a thousand faces, Bunir couldn't think of anyone else who could possess such a lifelike and sophisticated disguise. And now the other party has sent another person here disguised as himself, what does this mean...

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

""

There is no signature and no signature is required. With a bang, Bunir collapsed on the ground, his face ashen, sweating like rain...

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

"We were discovered, or we were seen through from the beginning... The one who came over was not Tang En, but an ordinary messenger, but his height and face shape were somewhat similar to Tang En's... If you guessed correctly, they came from He followed the courier from the beginning, and then he stunned him halfway through delivering the letter, and put a disguise of 'Twain's face' on the courier's face. It was just a thin layer, and even the courier didn't notice it, and he didn't have time to notice it, because he waited. When he woke up, he was already in front of the shop..."

"The coachman?"

"There's nothing wrong with the coachman. He just got ten times the fare. Let him drive around this street three times."

"What about the traitor?"

"Still alive, but very frightened and almost dead. Do you know what he said in the letter - since you have admired me for a long time, let's find a time for us to meet."

"You're really good at pretending! If you want to kill someone, just say so... Well. What do you mean?"

"Remember what I said before. Three days ago, Tang En sent someone here to get information about the Royal Palace Castle? If you guessed correctly, it was Tang En! At that time, the traitor was very enthusiastic. He said that he loved Tang En How to admire, how to praise, etc., the meaning behind the words is actually that he wants to see Tang En and lure him out... Now thinking about it, this is the flaw. He acted too eagerly. It aroused Tang En's suspicion..."

"What an idiot. How could Tang En not notice it when it's so obvious?"

"...Actually, this is an approach we discussed together."

"Well……"

"Although that piece of information is missing key points, Tang En doesn't have to come in person and just send one of his subordinates to inquire. And with the traitor's admiration and admiration, even if his subordinates return and tell Tang En as a joke, it won't matter. It would make him more likely to come in person... But who would have thought. The subordinate who came here for the first time turned out to be Tang En himself... Alas, it was superfluous and a failure!"

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

Wooding had already left with Wen Silin, and without any scruples, Philip smiled even more heartlessly when he saw Haita smiling bitterly and regretfully.

Haita was not bothered and shook his head helplessly: "That's all, I'm overthinking it. Originally, it was just a try, but now it fails, well, it's natural."

"Great!" With a thumbs up, Philip leaned forward and smiled, "How about I give you some advice? Isn't the traitor alive? With that guy's stingy character, it's impossible to let him go..."

"You don't know?" Haita looked at Phillip strangely when he heard this, "Master and the others have already gone."

"Uh... no, not back to the mountain?"

"It's just a cover. Just like we will wait here for Tang En to come, Tang En should also be around to confirm whether Bunir has really betrayed, but we can't find him. Now the master takes Wen Silin and leaves through the main entrance , he must have seen it. So if he takes action to kill the traitor later, the master will fight back. "

Phillip opened his mouth: "...but, but I was just joking. How could that guy be so stupid and choose to take action now."

Haita shrugged and said easily: "It's just a try. After a few days, it's an opportunity, isn't it?"

"I think you are possessed by demons..."

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Let’s not talk about whether it is a demonic obstacle or not. But Philip was not the only one who had questions about this. Suspended high in the night sky, following Bunir as he hurriedly came out of the store and drove away, Wenslin also asked Wooding similar questions.

Wooding's answer was certain: "He will take action, and it will be under my nose."

"Why?"

"Because he wants to prove himself!" Wooding's expression was still calm, and he glanced at the speeding carriage below and said calmly, "This is actually a bet. He said before that he would enter the King's Castle to assassinate the king, in order to threaten me. Go north. It must be admitted that the possibility of him succeeding in this is not small. But in the final analysis, this is just an idea on paper. So in order to prove, now is the best opportunity. He knows that I am probably here Around me, and if he can successfully assassinate Bunir in this situation, he will naturally be qualified to threaten me."

Wen Silin was silent after hearing this, and had to admit that the gambling theory was probably true. Then he couldn't help but feel sad. It turned out that what he said before was true. His opponent had always been the master. It's really ridiculous that I haven't seen the current situation clearly...

As if he knew what he was thinking as a closed disciple, Wooding spoke again, "Don't think too much, just as your martial arts talent far exceeds that of your generation and is also envied by most martial artists. In this world, there has always been Every mountain is higher than the next, and it is normal to have a few wizards and freaks. For example, your master and I were also called geniuses when we were young, but it was not that there were people taller than me at that time. But now Now, the title of the number one master in the mainland is placed on my head..."

He paused and shook his head, "I hope you can understand that the so-called favor of the gods never gives people outstanding talents. They are actually shackles. The uneasy and kind gods just want to see your embarrassment as you work hard on the road carrying the shackles, or , the miserable state of being crushed to death by shackles! Just like people like to hang a carrot in front of a mule that can never be touched. You don’t know. It’s funny.”

I have to say, whether you want to believe it or not, this is a shocking statement. But you have to admit it. From the height where the Sword God is standing now, he can indeed see the essence of some phenomena clearly. Putting aside the serious God-defying thoughts contained in these words, the seemingly interesting examples are bloody enough to make people think deeply.

There was a moment of silence. Wen Silin bowed respectfully: "Yes, my disciple must keep this in mind."

With a casual greeting, Wooding glanced at Wen Silin and smiled; "Are you still a little unwilling?"

"...a little bit." After hesitating for a while, Wen Silin finally nodded and admitted, knowing that he couldn't hide it.

"Haha, you are much better than me." Wooding sighed softly. "You're just a little unwilling, but I'm already starting to get scared."

Wen Silin suddenly raised his head after hearing this, his face full of shock and disbelief. He has now admitted that Tang En's opponent is his master, and he is no longer on the same level as him. But he never thought of it. The master is actually afraid now... Is the Sword God afraid? How can he be so virtuous?

Wooding was indifferent: "Don't be so excited, it's a fact. At least when I was his age, I didn't have such strength. Comparing the first time we met with now, the speed of his progress is really scary... If According to this trend, over time, as long as nothing happens to him, even if I don't grow old, the title of the number one master in the continent will be given to him."

Hearing this hypothetical statement, Wen Silin couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stared at the carriage below and said in a deep voice: "This time it was an accident!"

"Haha, you have confidence in me." Wooding smiled and said nothing more. After all, appropriately raising Twain's prospects would be a good stimulus to Wen Silin, but if the stimulus was too much, it would be too much and not enough.

At this time, the carriage speeding below had stopped in front of a dark attic. This is a civilian residential area in Nancheng. The people living here are not considered wealthy, and naturally there is not much exciting nightlife. Except for a few people who like to walk at night, there are basically no people on the street, and the surrounding lights are sparse and dim.

The moment the carriage stopped, the iron gate of the house was pushed open from the inside. It seemed that it was an old man who was watching the door. Bunier got out of the car in a hurry and stepped in... Wen Silin didn't pay attention to this. He knew that the master's perception had been in Bunier. on you. The master's perception is the most sensitive. Not to mention if there is something wrong with the object, even if there is any disturbance around the object, the master can be there in an instant.

Of course, Tang En, who is also a master, knows this very well after thinking about it. So he couldn't use his senses and could only use his eyes to see around... Wen Silin's attention was directed here. He was carefully observing all the corners around Bunir's house, hoping to find something.

Not long after, Bunir and the lame old man appeared in front of the iron gate again, and the latter also pulled out another carriage from the courtyard. But today, Bunir has completely changed his appearance. He is wearing a baggy clothes, carrying large and small baggage that should have been prepared long ago, and he always presses the brim of his wide-brimmed hat vigilantly when walking... And in the dim light, The reason why he can still be recognized at a glance is because of his instantly recognizable fat figure.

"Hey, that's interesting." As if he had discovered something, Wooding suddenly exclaimed in surprise, then raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Haha, it seems we are not the only ones who are prepared to fail."

Wen Silin subconsciously looked down after hearing this. Bunir had already stepped onto the newly pulled carriage. He was sitting in the carriage, the reins passed through the curtain, as if he was driving away alone. Then he said something to the lame old man standing aside and threw out a few coins. The latter nodded, leaned over and picked up the coins scattered on the ground, looking a little sad. At this time, the carriage started speeding aside...

Frowning, unable to see any problems, Wen Silin couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wooding. Waving his hand and pointing downward, Wooding said softly, "Look on."

When Nabu Nier drove the carriage around the corner and quickly disappeared from sight, Wooding still stopped in place and did not move.

Wen Silin couldn't help but feel moved when he saw this, and his eyes focused on the lame old man again. At this time, the latter came to the iron door and was closing and locking it with great effort. Then he looked at the attic inside, shook his head and sighed, and walked slowly towards the carriage where Bunir came.

Looking at this scene, and then thinking about the coins Bunir randomly threw before leaving, this lame old janitor undoubtedly just lost his job.

Of course, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that Wen Silin still hasn't found any flaw. This is also obvious. Bunir's fat body can't be stuffed into the skinny body of the lame old man.

Wen Silin felt that he might have misunderstood his master, so he glanced at the dark second-story attic. Could it be that Bunir who drove away before was just a stand-in, with the intention of distracting possible surveillance eyes around him, while the real Bunir was still hiding inside?

This is very possible. After all, Wen Silin did not release his perception. He felt that the person just now was Bunir, and he could only judge it based on his body shape.

But at this time, Wooding moved, and waved as the lame old man drove away slowly below him: "Follow me."

Wen Silin was startled and asked in surprise: "Is this Bunir?!"

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