Secret Agent 3: Phoenix Dominates the World

Chapter 184 Dongsheng will not perish!I will not be a slave forever!
The only living assassin followed the prestige, looked at Dongfang Ling, and then turned his gaze to Yin Yi who was surrounded by people.

Slowly raising his hands, he removed the mask from his face.

"Master!" A sudden loud cry frightened everyone.And his voice continued—"Master! The subordinates are incompetent, unable to fulfill the entrustment of the emperor! If you kill the master, you will also kill Dongsheng! But Dongsheng will not die! Dongsheng will not be a slave forever! No meeting--"

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The stern echo was still there, but the person who spoke suddenly clenched his teeth, and the next moment, a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his lips, dark black, obviously poisonous.

thump!
At the same time, people fell down.

The assassination ended completely, and all the focus was on the last words left by the man.

Of course, there is also the actions of those few people before Yin Yi.

Murong Xue had sharp eyes, and when the man turned his head, took off the mask and looked at Yin Yi, she recognized that it was one of the few big men she saw on the street.

"Prince Dongsheng!" Emperor Wu sternly said at this time, pointing at Yin Yi: "I will discuss this matter with Dongsheng, before that, I would like to ask Prince Dongsheng to stay in Yanchi for a few more days!"

Yin Yi's eyebrows were tightly drawn together, the incident happened so suddenly, in fact, he hadn't figured out what was going on yet.

But there is no rebuttal to Emperor Wu's words. After all, the person who came here was indeed under the banner of Dongsheng, and handed over the palace card of the royal family.

Even if he had doubts in his heart, there was nothing he could do at this time.

Seeing him bow his head and say nothing, Emperor Wu let out a muffled snort, raised his hand, and left slowly with the support of his servants.

In a flash, Murong Xue's eyes fell on Bai Mosheng again.

As if the turmoil just now had nothing to do with it, the white-bearded old man still sat leisurely by the table without even changing the chair.

(End of this chapter)