Chapter 1617 (1/2)
At night.
Mingshu climbed over the wall and entered Rongwei general's house.
The general's office is a little big, but Mingshu is not very familiar with it. He turns East and West, but he can't find general Rongwei.
Click -
a slight noise comes from overhead.
A dark shadow came down from above, and mingled with Mingshu.
But a few moves, that person then says: ”month elder sister is me!”
Mingshu a meal, stop, grab people jump to the beam.
As soon as they got up, soldiers on patrol came up below.
”Strange, I heard something just now...”
”You're wrong. It's windy recently. Let's go.”
”No, there was no wind just now.”
”Well, look carefully.
After searching around and finding nothing unusual, a group of people left.
The winter ten pulls down the black towel of masked face, joyful unceasingly: ”month elder sister, good Qiao ah.”
Mingshu said:
Mingshu asked him, ”Why are you here?”
Winter ten to Mingshu no matter wary, direct way: ”took a task, kill Rongwei general's second son.”
Mingshu also did not respond: ”do you know where general Rongwei's room is?”
Winter ten nods: ”know, this general mansion I feel familiar with, today target and a few friends are drunk, I am going to kill him.”
”Lead the way.”
”Yes, sister Yue.”
Winter 10 brought Mingshu to the place where general Rongwei lived.
”That month, sister, I'll go to do the task first. I'll see you outside later.”
”Well.”
Winter ten a few flash body disappeared, Mingshu opened the window to turn in.
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”ah!”
Rongwei general's house, early in the morning a scream resounded through the sky.
General Rongwei held his son, who had died long ago, and cried out indignantly.
People stand far away and dare not approach.
In general Rongwei's mansion, there was a young man who committed crimes. He robbed the people and killed them.
The servants were pleased with each other.
Good death.
General Rongwei liked this little son.
Hold it in the palm of your hand like a baby.
Now that he's dead, general Rongwei can't stand it.
”God moon...”
General Rongwei was holding the body of young master, and his face was full of roars.
It must be that woman!
It must be her!
She killed her son.