This Person Is A Hidden Treasure Chapter 8

Ah Liu already felt that the guards were a hindrance, and now there was one more person, which made him even more annoyed. "I am enough on my own, what are you doing here?"

"It's nothing, leave this to me." A two-finger-wide debt sword shot out from Roman's sleeve, the color of which was more transparent and reflective than the assassin's armor.

"Why?" It was fine if he had snatched the position of the Marquis's personal attendant, but why did he snatch away the opportunity to make meritorious service? Ah Liu was extremely dissatisfied.

But is Roman satisfied?

He could only sigh and say, "The Marquis is calling you back to watch the show."

Ah Liu was stunned. Roman's sword had already blocked his sword and entangled the assassin.

The assassin used a submachine gun, one long and one short. The most amazing thing was that he could use both hands to switch between left and right.

Roman tried to get closer to him several times, but was forced back by his pistol.

His sword is not long, and once the distance between them increases, he will definitely be the one to suffer.

But what bothered him most was the armor.

As the sky grew brighter, the sunlight fell on the armor, and the flickering white light constantly disturbed his vision.

Marquis Xueyi had the low table and cushions moved to the shaft of the cart. He sat on the cushion, poured the dew that Roman had collected earlier into the pot, and slowly cooked it in the stove.

Ah Liu stood beside the carriage and muttered quietly, "I think his martial arts skills are of little use."

"Indeed." Marquis Xueyi picked up a piece of charcoal and threw it into the furnace. "Even if there are so many guards around watching him, he can't withstand the next twenty moves."

Ah Liu said: "Since he is so useless, why did the Marquis let him deal with the assassin?"

"I just want to know who the assassin really wants to kill."

"Why not arrest him and torture him?" Ah Liu rubbed his hands, eager to try, "Why not let me give it a try?"

"Extorting a confession by torture?" Snowy Marquis showed a hint of interest in his eyes, "Not bad. Go ahead."

When Ah Liu joined the battle with his sword in hand, Roman was already sweating profusely and was forced to the point where he couldn't even speak. So he gave up the glorious combat mission without hesitation.

Just as he turned to leave.

The assassin's spear suddenly blocked Ah Liu's short knife, and the short spear flew out of his hand, passed through the gap under Ah Liu's armpit, and pointed directly at Roman's back.

As a martial artist, Roman's intuition made him turn around at the same moment and raise his sword to block.

But his sword was too narrow, and the spear had great momentum.

There was a ding sound.

He only felt his arm shake, and the tip of the pistol had already crossed the sword and went straight to his heart!

8 Betrayal is justified (Part 7)

At this moment of life and death!

A drop of water shot towards him with a force as powerful as a hidden weapon, knocking the gun tip away just at the moment when the pistol pierced Roman's outer shirt.

There was another loud noise.

The gun tip was nailed to a tree trunk not far away.

Roman stroked the small hole on his coat and turned to look at the carriage.

Marquis Xueyi was stirring the water in the pot with bamboo pods.

Roman walked quickly to the carriage, bowed and said, "Thank you, Lord, for saving my life."

Marquis Xue Yi let go of his hand, smiled slightly and said, "My favor is not so easy to owe."

Roman said: "I have already made up my mind to devote my life to this cause until my death."

"Do you think that the favor you owe me will kill you?"

"I'm preparing for the worst."

"Very good." Marquis Xue Yi smiled, but it was hard to tell whether it was really good or bad.

Over there, Ah Liu realized that he couldn't handle the situation alone, so he called on the guards to join in the fight.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, let alone there were more than four hands at this time, more than forty hands... The assassin tried to use his lightness skills to escape several times, but was hit back by all kinds of things. Even his two shoes were snatched away and disappeared. He was finally captured after a fierce battle.

Marquis Xue Yi stood on the shaft of the cart, looking at the assassin who was tied up like a twist and sent to him, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Ah Liu wanted to show off his skills in front of him, so he slapped the assassin on the face and said, "Tell me, who are you?"

Roman coughed dryly, "Have you ever thought that taking off his helmet might make the fight more exciting?"

Ah Liu rubbed his hands, which were numb from the helmet's recoil, and said stubbornly, "I wanted the noise from the helmet to make him dizzy, which would be more conducive to forcing him to confess."

"That makes sense, very clever!" Roman gave him a thumbs up, then whispered to Marquis Xue Yi, "Isn't this the Marquis's unique skill?"

Snowy Marquis said: "Your chance to devote yourself to this cause has come. Let me see your unique skills."

Ah Liu moved his lips, glared at Roman with dissatisfaction, took a half step back and made room for him.

Roman spread his hands innocently, squatted beside the assassin, and sighed: "I know, you must think I will take off your helmet and put a knife on your neck to threaten you. If you don't answer, I will cut the knife into your neck inch by inch, let the blood flow out slowly, until you are scared."

The assassin stared at him coldly.

"But I know you won't be afraid." Roman reached out and took off his helmet. "You must think that if you are not afraid of pain, I will torture you by tickling you. Tickle your armpits, your ribs, and the soles of your feet."

The assassin remained expressionless.

"But I won't do that. Because you would kill a kind and innocent person like me, which shows how heartless you are. Usually, heartless people are not ticklish."

Ah Liu couldn't help but ask, "You don't want to make him unable to bear it by scolding him here, do you?"

Marquis Xue Yi said with a half-smile: "He didn't read it to the assassin, he read it to me."

Roman turned around and said, "My Lord, you are wise."

"Roman, is this how you dedicate yourself to me?" Marquis Xue Yi slowly stroked the jade ring on his finger, "When I am still here, you just perfunctorily do things like this. Then if I am not here..."

"Pooh, pooh, pooh." Roman quickly interrupted him, "How could the Marquis be gone if he is as blessed as the East Sea and as long-lived as the South Mountain? Even if he is gone, it will be a hundred years later."

Ah Liu spat and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? The Marquis is talking about what if he is not around."

"Where did it go then?"

"Go..." Ah Liu was stunned and said, "What does it have to do with you!"

The assassin looked at the three people who were suddenly in a mess, and suddenly felt a sense of loneliness and being ignored.

"That's enough." Xue Yi Hou calmly stopped the furious Ah Liu and said to Roman, "You only need to use one third of the power you used to anger me to deal with him."

Roman said: "My Lord, you are too kind. I never dare to be angry with you. I always flatter you."

"...You should compliment him as well."

Roman turned and looked at the assassin.

The assassin still had a cold face.

Roman said politely: "Brother Assassin is indeed wise and brave, with extraordinary wisdom and strategy. He is worthy of being a pillar of the assassin world."

The assassin's eyes moved.

"The most rare thing is that Brother Assassin is so handsome and suave, he can be called the reincarnation of Pan An or Song Yu."

The assassin looked at him as if he were an idiot. From childhood to adulthood, he was not scolded for his flat nose and triangular eyes, which was already good enough... Pan An and Song Yu? That was because he did not repair the rotten corpse when he was reborn.

"From the beginning till now, I have been thinking that if I had half of Brother Assassin's looks and half of his talent, I would have no regrets in my life." Roman was so moved that he couldn't help himself when he said this. "I wonder if your mother is doing well recently?"

assassin:...

"I miss her a lot. Although we have never met, we have known each other for a long time."

Assassin: ... He is an orphan.

Roman continued, "I have always admired your father. It takes a lot of courage to give birth to a son like you. What I mean is that it takes courage to give birth to a perfect son like you and not hang yourself out of shame."

...

"That's enough." Snowy Marquis slowly let out a sigh of relief, "Let Ah Liu do it."

Roman was quite reluctant to give up his seat.

"Are you afraid that I will get the news from him?" asked Marquis Xue Yi.

Roman looked at the assassin who was being stimulated by Ah Liu with special techniques from the imperial court and whose acupuncture points and joints were dislocated, and sighed, "I'm just afraid that he will lose his mind and crush the poison sac in his teeth. That poison was specially developed by the Blood Slaughter Hall for suicide, and its effect is definitely not inferior to the Marquis's poison wine."

The Snow-Clad Marquis’ eyes flashed.

Ah Liu immediately grabbed the assassin's jaw, and with a click, the jaw was removed.

The assassin's saliva kept flowing out of his mouth and he glared at Roman viciously.

Roman sighed and said, "This must be a newbie. Usually when people from the Blood Slaughter Hall are caught, they will immediately bite the poison sac and commit suicide."

Snowy Marquis glanced at him and said, "It sounds like you feel a little regretful."