In the pastry shop, five people came towards Su Che with steel knives in hand and expressionless faces. This is the first time in my life that I have encountered this situation. Little Su Che couldn't help but show a hint of fear on his face. But for some reason, what emerged in his heart was more of a faint excitement that could make him tremble all over. At this time, the blood flowing all over his body accelerated, and the various senses of his body became extremely sharp. He could even hear the crunching sound of machinery coming from the back hall of the pastry shop. That was the sound of a crossbow being pulled. Seeing this little child in front of me, his body was shaking. A look of ferocity flashed in the waiter's eyes. "Young prince, don't blame us for being cruel. If you want to blame, blame your father for not understanding current affairs... If there is a next life, please reincarnate in another family..."
After saying that, the waiter raised the steel knife and struck Su Che down on the head. The sword flashed, and the steel blade collided with the bluestone floor, splashing sparks. The waiter stepped back with a frightened look on his face. Just as his long knife fell, he clearly saw Su Che disappearing in front of him like a ghost. When he appeared again, he was already in front of him. However, he retreated quickly, but even faster. Su Che suddenly jumped up and hit the waiter like a cannonball. The moment the two sides were about to come into contact, Su Che let out a deep breath in the air. "drink!" An arm only as long as an adult's forearm smashed into the waiter's abdomen. It was obviously just a small fist, but it had the same effect as a giant hammer falling from the sky. The waiter screamed, and then his body was like a broken sack, flying backwards at an extremely fast speed. boom! The waiter bumped into the stone pillar in the store, and then, like a piece of paper, he slowly slid down from the stone pillar. When he fell to the ground, he was already bleeding all over his body, and he was spitting out pieces of internal organs from his mouth. It was obvious that he would not survive. This fight was completed in a flash of lightning. It wasn't until the waiter was punched to death by Su Che that the other four people reacted. The four people first subconsciously took a few steps back, and then they all clenched their steel knives and looked at Su Che, who was surrounded by them, as if facing a formidable enemy. Su Che, on the other hand, raised his little fist and shook it in front of him, and then glanced at the dead waiter.
"How about you all come together..." Su Che grinned and showed a cute smile, but the words he spoke were extremely concealed. The four of them looked at each other, no one said anything, and they all raised their knives and pounced on Su Che. For a moment, figures flashed in the pastry shop, and screams could be heard endlessly. After a while, the door of the pastry shop was opened again. At this time, the sky outside had turned completely dark. Wu Hou went out to patrol the streets and chased away the people who were still wandering on the streets. Su Che's small figure appeared at the door of the pastry shop. At this time, he was holding a crossbow that was almost larger than his body, with a thoughtful look on his face. "The curfew is approaching, why haven't you closed yet?" A loud shout came from afar. Little Su Che raised his head and looked around. He saw two patrolling Wuhou running toward him with long strides. "My name is Su Che, and my father is Su Li. Please go find my father and tell me that I was assassinated here!" The amount of information in Su Che's words was too huge. The two Wu Hous looked at each other, and then they reacted, and then they both looked frightened. One of them took out a wooden whistle from his pocket and blew it hard. The sharp whistle instantly resounded through the night sky. After a few breaths, dozens of Wuhou rushed to the pastry shop door, just in time to see the two people who arrived first, walking out of the house with pale faces. Just now, they had entered and confirmed the situation inside. There were a total of twelve corpses in the entire pastry shop. Except for the five people who were the shopkeepers and waiters, the other seven people were all the people who assassinated Su Che. Six people were beaten to death by Su Che with his fists, and one person was not beaten to death originally. Apparently Su Che originally intended to stay alive. But the man had poison in his mouth and eventually committed suicide by taking poison. Death warrior! The leaders of several groups of Wuhou looked at each other, feeling their scalps numb. Everyone realized that something big had happened! On the most prosperous Vermillion Bird Grand Dao in Chang'an, dead soldiers were sent to assassinate the son of King Yongle.
What frightened them even more was that the weapons used by the dead soldiers were all ordnance! But they were careful and had erased the inscriptions on the weapons before taking action. "Inform King Yongle quickly!" Commander Wuhou felt a cold feeling on his back, and his voice was filled with laughter. ...*............. In front of the Princess Mansion not far from Vermillion Bird Grand Dao. A carriage stopped slowly, Su Li jumped out of the carriage and was about to enter. Suddenly, there was a rush of horse hooves in the distance, heading straight for the princess's house. Su Li frowned slightly. "Who dares to be so presumptuous before your Majesty!" In an instant, several generals stood in front of Su Li, raised their weapons and looked at the visitor. Before the horse could stand still, the man on top jumped off and rolled on the ground a few times before regaining his balance. "Reporting to the prince, the young prince was assassinated in Vermillion Bird Grand Dao... "What?!" Su Li immediately felt a cold air coming out of the soles of his feet and quickly traveling throughout his body, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. In his past life and this life, he felt such fear for the first time in his two lives combined. Cheer... was assassinated? Su Li never thought that the assassination would be related to her son. Then, overwhelming anger rose from the bottom of his heart. Su Li's face was expressionless, but everyone around him subconsciously took a step back. "All the assassins have been killed on the spot by the young prince, but all the assassins used are ordnance!" Wu Hou lay on the ground tremblingly. He did not raise his head to look at Su Li, but his feeling was even more obvious. In his perception, what he was facing seemed to be a violent giant beast that was awakening. It is conceivable that the moment this beast wakes up completely, the whole of Chang'an will tremble under his anger... "Organize the army!" Su Li said expressionlessly. The generals standing on both sides all stood up, patted their breastplates vigorously, and shouted in unison. "Here!" As the only king with a different surname in the Tang Dynasty, Su Li had his own problems.
These songs are all composed by the elite Youwuwei who followed him in the northwest expedition four years ago. Each of them is an evil god who was killed from the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood. Su Li gave the order. Not long after, the door to the princess mansion opened, and Buqu, wearing full armor, filed out of it. Everyone was carrying full weapons and looked at the Wuhou with evil expressions. Seeing this scene, Wu Hou felt that his legs and feet were weak and it was difficult to stand. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind. It breaks the sky... Go up...