My balcony connects the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 382 Assassination
This is a somewhat delicate small building, the reason why it is emphasized is because it was built for the stage.

The small building is about ten feet high, with a three-foot-wide stage in the center, and a small warehouse for Fuhuadao below.

In front of the small building, there was a large square with an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters. At this time, there were no empty seats, and the stools were ordinary low stools.

It's the kind of low stool with four short legs, not as high as a brick, that requires people to sit cross-legged.

What kind of Xiangyue Tower is this? This is basically a small stage of the Republic of China in later generations.

As for this, it was Jia Xu who called on the villagers to raise funds to build it. It can be seen how difficult life was for the NO.13 satellite city.

After all, this is the only satellite city where there is no settled family, and the residents are all refugees and refugees from all corners of the country.

In the middle of the square, there were also VIP seats, but Wei Cheng didn't go to sit. Instead, he looked at the few young masters sitting in the VIP seats with great interest. They were all children from small families who settled in several nearby satellite cities.

Jia Xu took Wei Cheng to a two-story house on the side of Xiangyue Tower, and arranged a good place for Wei Cheng to listen to music on the roof.

Although the distance is a bit far, the sound can still reach here because of the unique horn-shaped design of Xiangyue Tower.

"My lord, Mei Niang will appear next." Jia Xu stood aside and introduced Wei Cheng and Xu Ding.

Wei Cheng asked him to sit down and talk, but he refused, his posture was very flat, he always remembered that he was just a steward of a satellite city.

Wei Cheng nodded slightly, and looked curiously at the woman who was playing the huqin on the stage.

Because the distance was a bit far, and the woman was carrying the crowd behind her back, and there were two little girls standing behind her, so she couldn't see clearly.

However, although Wei Cheng didn't see his face clearly, the audience was already crazy. No matter men or women, they were all shouting the name of 'Meiniang', and some people even started throwing copper coins on the stage as rewards.

At this time, the role of those two little girls was revealed.

Risking being hit by copper coins, they squatted down to pick up the copper coins.

Wei Cheng could see it clearly, a girl was hit by copper coins several times in the face, but the smile on her face couldn't be faked, she was really happy, as if her life had suddenly changed.

Compared with dignity, perhaps being able to eat well is the most important thing for them.

Wei Cheng didn't have the heart of a virgin to sympathize with the two little girls, not that he was hard-hearted.

It is the Internet celebrities of later generations who have taught Wei Cheng many profound lessons.

Wei Cheng still remembers a time when he was playing Douyin, he saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl in the mountainous area who had to take care of her stupid mother and disabled younger brother. She also had to go to school every day and feed the pigs after school. Cooking, cleaning... are all contracted by her alone.

Wei Cheng couldn't bear it at that time, he just happened to be collecting medicine near the girl's hometown, so he purchased a lot of daily necessities and delivered them to the door.

result……

It's all actors.

There are seven or eight members of the little girl's family, living in a small three-story western-style building, not to mention how moist life is, Wei Cheng even saw two BBAs in the garage, you know, he had just graduated from university at that time, and he even had a car. Po Xiali didn't even buy it.

Therefore, sympathy can be had, but it also depends on who it is given to.

In this regard, Xu Ding and Jia Xu felt relieved a lot. In their opinion, it is already good for the two little girls to be able to live comfortably. Being hit with copper coins is nothing, and it is better than them suffering from hunger and cold. powerful.

Only the strong are worthy of self-respect.

The ancestors have already realized it.

Han Xin was humiliated under his crotch because he was not strong enough at that time, let's see how awesome he is later.

Let's talk about Mei Niang on the stage.

This time, Wei Cheng saw his true face.

But if you want to say how beautiful it is, it’s not necessarily true. It’s just that the skin is fairer, the headlights are bigger, the clothes are revealing, the face is dusty, and even the huqin has played the wrong note a few times. What is commendable is that the singing voice is mellow and beautiful.

But Wei lived with beauties like Cai Yan and Diao Chan every day, and when he saw other women, he really didn't feel it at all.

Wei Cheng shook his head in disappointment, but lost interest.

Just when Wei Cheng was bored, one of the crowd was running back and forth, attracting his attention.

It was a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old, holding a wooden cabinet in his arms, and there were some common dried fruit snacks in the cabinet.

Of course, these are nothing.

The reason why Wei Cheng was able to look sideways at him was that although this person was young, he was extremely tall, and he was comparable to Hao Zhao.

And under Wei Cheng's intentional or unintentional observation, the boy gave him tangled eyes at least three times.

It seemed to be making a difficult decision, and from time to time, he reached the bottom of the wooden cabinet to fumble for something.

Wei Cheng frowned slightly, and secretly said: "It can't be so unlucky."

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the crowd again, and sure enough, he saw several people, just like the boy, looking at him from time to time.

"Sir?"

Perhaps Xu Ding noticed the abnormality and asked.

Wei Cheng hurriedly motioned him not to act rashly, and then said in a deep voice, "Wen He, you have a heart."

Jia Xu was stunned, and hastily cupped his hands and said, "Your Excellency is admiring me, I just made a small suggestion, the main thing is that the villagers can rely on themselves..."

Wei Cheng was secretly relieved when he heard the words, it seems that it has nothing to do with Jia Xu.

So... who sent these people?
Looking at the dozen or so people who kept gathering towards him, Wei Cheng kept his eyes on Mei Niang on the stage, and seemed to be fascinated by the music, and even hummed a few lines along with it.

But no one knew that there was something extra in Wei Cheng's sleeve.

While looking at the beauty playing the piano on the stage, Wei Cheng said to Xu Ding and Jia Xu: "You two don't act rashly, listen to me later, you can do whatever I ask you to do, now keep a smile on your face .”

Xu Ding and Jia Xu were startled for a moment, but then quickly realized that they looked at each other and smiled cooperatively.

It's just that their eyes are full of confusion and panic.

Wei Cheng didn't turn his head back, just chatted, and said with a smile: "There are thirteen people in the crowd who are coming towards us, it seems that they are doing something wrong, don't move around, be careful when they use crossbow arrows. "

Xu Dingqiang pretended to be indifferent, and glanced sideways at the crowd. He couldn't help being shocked, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. It wasn't that he was afraid of death, but that he was worried about Wei Cheng. They left in a hurry and didn't bring any guards.

I thought that as long as I was in Hedong, nothing would happen, but I didn't expect assassins to be mixed in among the people.

Jia Xu is one of the first and two big, and finally made some achievements. What kind of trouble is this going to be? Can't you change the owner?

Right now.

"Get down!"

With a loud shout, Wei Cheng overturned the table next to him and blocked the three of them.

dong dong dong~
More than a dozen crossbow arrows were shot at the same time, and half of them aimed at Wei Cheng accurately. Fortunately, he reacted in time, not only got down on the ground, but also blocked three of them with the table.

Immediately afterwards, someone downstairs suddenly shouted: "Wang Shuang, Wang Sheng, you two rush up with me, and the others are downstairs to meet us and escape."

There was a commotion immediately afterwards, Wei Cheng was lying on the floor, and could even hear the footsteps of people stepping on the stair boards and the creaking and rubbing of wooden boards.

"Bo Yan, stop the three people at the top of the stairs." Wei Cheng got up on his knees and shouted to Xu Ding who was behind him.

Xu Ding is a swordsman and the owner of the Yitian Sword. Although his martial arts are not very high, he used to be Wei Cheng's personal bodyguard. Given the favorable terrain, it shouldn't be a problem to stop the three of them for a while.

After Wei Cheng gave the order, he took out the Sand Eagle from his sleeve.

huh~
As soon as he probed, he saw an arrow flying past his scalp.

"Fuck!"

Wei Cheng was taken aback, and shouted to the crowd: "Listen, everyone, take down the assassin downstairs, and those who make the first contribution can directly enter the city guard."

It's a pity that Wei Cheng's voice was directly covered up by the loud voices in the square.

Wei Cheng cursed again, and looked back at the stairs. Xu Ding had already started a fight with the assassin. The stairs could only accommodate two people at the same time. With the sharpness of Yitian Sword, Xu Ding temporarily stopped the three people rushing up. .

Jia Xu, on the other hand, picked up the table and pressed against the railing of the stairs, preventing another assassin who was free to climb up.

Seeing this, Wei Cheng frowned and said, "Wen He, get out of the way."

Jia Xu looked back at Wei Cheng, only to see Wei Cheng holding a shiny silver object facing him, to be precise, it was the assassin behind the railing.

"Get out of the way." Wei Cheng shouted loudly.

Jia Xu hurriedly rolled back, rolled to one side even with the table, and her head came into intimate contact with the floor, bleeding directly from the knock.

Wei Cheng squinted his eyes, and saw that the assassin was carrying a wide-bladed weapon that looked like a watermelon knife, and he cut off a few railings with a ferocious face, and he was about to turn up.

"The one surnamed Wei will kill himself if he does many unrighteous deeds. Today is yours..."

Bah!
After the huge explosion, the whole world suddenly fell silent.

The two assassins who were fighting with Xu Ding, Xu Ding, Jia Xu, and even everyone in the square, as well as the actors on the stage, all looked in the direction of Wei Cheng in unison.

A look of pain flashed in Wei Cheng's eyes. Sha Ying's recoil was too strong, and he felt as if his shoulder was dislocated.

Fortunately, the assassin was also shot in the shoulder, Wei Cheng endured the pain, aimed at the head and pulled the trigger again.

bah~
"Sheng'er!"

The dazed middle-aged assassin dropped his weapon and hugged the fallen young assassin.

Wei Cheng looked at the middle-aged man, turned his head resolutely, faced the silent crowd, and shouted: "Catch the assassin downstairs, the first winner can be directly promoted to the city guard army, and rewarded with a hundred acres of fertile land."

"It's the envoy!"

This time someone finally heard and saw Wei Cheng.

"Assassin, what assassin?"

Everyone looked at the ten people gathered around the small downstairs.

"Isn't that Wang's family who just moved here?"

Obviously, the camouflage of the dozen or so people was very good, and many people in the crowd even recognized them, and they looked blank. How could their neighbors become assassins?

Fortunately, some people responded quickly. After all, not everyone knows these people.

"Come on, catch them, and dare to assassinate Mr. Wei, it's really boring."

Someone took the lead, and dozens of men rushed out of the crowd, holding low stools as weapons in their hands. Blocking the crossbow arrows of the ten men was a bull rushing. Seeing this, the people behind followed suit and competed credit.

After finishing the ten people downstairs, Wei Cheng looked at the middle-aged man who was holding the dead man, and there was another boy, the one who was sneaking around at the beginning.

"Who sent you here?" Wei Cheng pointed Shaying at the middle-aged man.

Seeing this, the running boy stood in front of the middle-aged man without fear of death, staring at Wei Cheng with his big eyes.

A trace of unbearableness flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, he pulled the boy away, and said sadly: "Wang Shuang, it's over, everything is over."

"Father!" The young man burst into tears, looking at the young man in the middle-aged man's arms, his tears couldn't stop falling, "Brother Sheng..."

The middle-aged man handed over his dead son to the young man, stood up and saluted, and said, "Wang Ying has met the envoy of Wei."

Wei Cheng frowned slightly, "A member of the Taiyuan Wang family?"

Wang Ying smiled wryly, "Where is the Taiyuan Wang family?"

Wei Cheng looked at him expressionlessly.

But Jia Xu who was at the side suddenly said: "Wang Ying, don't drive in Longxi, you are from a collateral lineage of the Wang family, you have hidden it so deeply!"

Wang Ying looked at Jia Xu, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Guan Shi Jia is worthy of being Guan Shi Jia. If Wang didn't hide a little deeper, I'm afraid you would have recognized him long ago." As he spoke, the sweat towel and wig off his head were blown off , revealing a rather resolute facial features.

Wei Cheng calmly pulled up the fallen chair, sat down, and straightened the neckline of his clothes.

"Tell me, besides the thirteen of you, is there anyone else?"

Wang Ying's expression changed, he looked at his dead son, and said sarcastically: "Wei Shijun was joking, since it has been revealed, Wang has no need to confess others, let them stay here, and give the envoy every day. Wouldn't it be beautiful to add to the block, hahaha."

Hearing this, Wei Cheng smiled slightly and said, "Well, there are really only thirteen of you, and you happened to catch them all in one go."

Wang Ying was stunned, and shouted: "There are more than 13 of my Wang family's children abroad. Today, Wang and others admit to failure, but you, Wei Zhongdao, don't want to live in peace, hahaha."

Wei Cheng waved his hand indifferently, and said, "Don't scare me, if there were really that many people, you would have already swarmed over."

Wang Ying was at a loss for words for a moment, and his expression was somber that he stopped speaking.

At this time, the voice of the city guard came from downstairs.

Wei Cheng poked his head over and saw that several members of the city guards had already subdued the ten people downstairs. It seemed that they were all dead, and they didn't know what they had just experienced.

Wei Cheng turned his head to look at Wang Ying and the young man named Wang Shuang, and said in a deep voice: "Your people are all bound, you two can decide for yourself, whether you should continue to kill me, or just obediently capture me with nothing."

Wang Ying's eyelids twitched, looking at the Sand Eagle in Wei Cheng's hand.

Although he didn't know what kind of weapon it was, he had just witnessed the tragedy of his son being shot with his own eyes.

Not to mention a big gap in the shoulder, half of the head was blown off.

A sense of powerlessness rose from his heart. Wang Ying looked at his adoptive son beside him, knelt down angrily, and begged, "Please forgive me, Mr. Wei, Shuang'er is not from my Wang's blood, and what happened today is all about it. One of Wang's schemes has nothing to do with him, and I ask Wei Shijun to spare his life."

Wei Cheng looked at the weeping young man, then at Wang Ying, shook his head and said, "Sorry, none of the thirteen of you can survive."

(End of this chapter)