Chapter Twenty: Assassination in the Military Camp

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  Wen Fei made his move, without even looking around clearly, he honked the horn first. Who knew that when he pressed the horn, there was no sound coming out at all? Wen Fei was shocked and thought the horn was broken, just about to check it. But then he felt a sudden tightness all over his body, unable to move. At the same time, his head started spinning, feeling dizzy and sleepy. In a daze, he saw several villagers gathering around, fiddling with the car door, trying to figure out how to open it. Unfortunately, Wen Fei had locked the door from the inside, and after studying it for half a day, they still couldn't get it open.

  These porters suddenly became anxious, lifted a huge iron hammer and slammed it onto the car window with a loud crash. Unfortunately, this man didn't have such an abnormal strength, couldn't shatter the tempered glass with one strike! Even if he did, it would still depend on the powerful force of the horses, instantaneously striking out, to produce such great power!

  Clang, clang, a few more hammer strikes went down, but the tempered glass didn't show even half a point of damage. These people's hearts all had some misgivings, secretly thinking could this really be a magical artifact? Can't even smash it to pieces?

  At this time, a short-haired villager spoke in a strange tone: "You all retreat, let me come!"

  The original text was already dizzy and confused, and even the sense of danger couldn't be roused. At this time, the sound of shattering glass made him slightly more awake, and he knew something was wrong. Just as he wanted to move, he saw a civilian looking in from outside the car window, with an eerie blue glow in his eyes.

  Wen Fei's body involuntarily looked into the person's eyes, and saw that the person's pupils were dark and profound, like an endless universe, with only a tiny starlight flashing in the farthest distance. Wen Fei's head became even more confused, and his body involuntarily wanted to open the car door, but just as he had twisted it halfway, someone shouted loudly: "What are you doing?"

  This loud shout suddenly made Wen Fei come to his senses. He then saw the foreigner who had blue light flashing in his eyes earlier, suddenly look up at the sky and spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

  "Hurry up, we've been discovered!" shouted the laborer with a hammer, but unfortunately Wen Fei didn't recognize him. This man was the leader who had tried to take advantage of him several times before. And apart from this rascal, the others were all his underlings!

  "Assassins, assassins!" someone yelled at the top of their lungs. The military camp immediately sounded the alarm, and the guarding soldiers rushed over upon hearing the noise.

  At this time, Wen Fei's mind finally woke up thoroughly. He looked at himself and saw that he had already opened the car door halfway, and his heart was filled with a sense of dread. Thinking back to the strange glow in the eyes of the old man earlier, Wen Fei felt an inexplicable fear, not to mention that this must be some kind of hypnosis technique.

  Although he didn't know what kind of people they were, Wen Fei thought with his butt that these people had no good intentions. Fortunately, they didn't smash the car window glass, or else he would have been unlucky. Thinking of this, Wen Fei was shocked and angry, took out a gun from his pocket, opened the door, and aimed at the few people who were escaping, frantically pulling the trigger.

  Unfortunately, those people have already run out more than ten meters away. At such a distance, relying on Wen Fei's untrained shooting skills, wanting to hit them would be purely luck.

  Fortunately, Wen Fei seemed to have good luck and fired all seven bullets in the gun without encountering a misfire. However, at a distance of over ten meters, he only managed to hit one person, and that was in the leg. This old-fashioned handgun may look ancient, but its destructive power is quite strong, because once the bullet enters the human body and encounters resistance, it will roll up and down. With this shot, the man who was hit let out a mournful cry and fell to the ground.

  Originally several people were running fast, seeing this person being shot, they immediately stopped and rushed back to support the person who was shot. Only that group of people didn't care, rushing outwards instead.

  "Xiao San, Xiao San. How are you?" A few people lifted up Xiao San and wanted to continue escaping, but with this delay, they didn't make it, were surrounded by the Song army, and had no choice but to surrender, being tied up like a rice dumpling!

  Zhang Shu Ye rushed over as soon as he heard the news, and as soon as he saw Wen Fei, he exclaimed: "Master Xian, are you alright? I think Master Xian, with your great magical powers, these insignificant clowns can't harm you!"

  Wen Fei cursed in his heart, "Master, I almost got taken down by someone using hypnosis on me." With a mouthful of air stuck in his chest, he said, "Pry open the mouths of these people and see who's behind this plot against me!"

  Zhang Shu Ye gave an order, and the skilled executioners in the army took the three people away. He ordered: "Don't let them die, get the truth out of them!" Then he said to Wen Fei: "Master Xian, why don't you come into my tent for a while? At most half an hour, we'll get their confession."

  Wen Fei hummed and said: "Let someone unload the grain!" Then he followed Zhang Shu Ye into his large tent.

  As for the big account, it's not as luxurious as Wen Fei imagined, but just a little bigger than an ordinary tent. The interior is also very simple, and there isn't even one of those chairs covered with white tiger skin that Wen Fei had thought of earlier!

  "It was almost a disaster for Master Xian in the military camp, and it's really making me feel uneasy!" Zhang Shuye hastily apologized.

  Wen Fei grunted, but also knew that this matter was actually not Zhang Shuye's fault. These more than 10,000 civilians were all temporarily recruited, many of whom were nearby barbarians, mixed with fish and dragons, and it was normal for a few spies to sneak in. The only concern was that there would be someone who understood magic among them, which was strange!

  Two men chatted for a while, then saw someone dragging three battered and bruised men with open flesh into the main tent. "General, these three have confessed!"

  Zhang Shu Ye spoke in a cold voice: "The immortal master is present, what are your surnames and names, why do you want to assassinate the immortal master, hurry up and confess!"

  "It's a miscarriage of justice! Your Honor!"

  Zhang Shu Ye suddenly became angry and scolded: "Didn't you say these people have already confessed? Why are they retracting their confessions again?" Then he said to the three of them: "This is a military camp, not a government office. I won't fall for your tricks!"

  The soldiers who were about to execute them were scolded by Zhang Shuye, and they secretly cursed in their hearts, pulling the three men out with dark faces.

  "Wen Fei suddenly cried out: 'Wait, wait!'"

  Zhang Shuye thought to himself, "The immortal master is still a being from the upper realm, with compassion and kindness in his heart, perhaps he has softened up a bit." Before he could finish thinking this, Wen Fei spoke up: "Is that all you know how to do? Don't you have any new tricks? Like the tiger stool, airplane seat, chili water flushing, or bamboo skewers..."

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