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The Sesame Bone Needle was just an ordinary steel needle. When smeared with strong medicine, it could cause one's bones to go soft. Its purpose was not to kill people, but to cause the enemy to lose their ability to resist and be tied down.

It was not difficult to make a concealed weapon. It was installed in a copper mechanism, and after every launch, it would lose its function. It was relatively simple and crude. In order to create a concealed weapon that could be used immediately, the craftsman was first required to create a simple mechanism that could fire steel needles.

After the steel needle has been fired, it can be reinstalled and continued to work.

The assassin did not expect his opponent to use a concealed weapon. Although he was somewhat wary, the steel needle was too small. He also smeared medicine on it to cover the original steel needle's brightness.

The needles shot out. Helian Manqiu was not far from the assassin.

His legs went soft, and he felt a numbing sensation all over his body. He was stabbed by something that made him pale with fright. He didn't expect his opponent to use a concealed weapon, but he didn't even notice that he had actually used one.

The feeling of numbness continued to spread out from where she had been stabbed. This medicine was very violent, and in order to make her opponents lose their ability to resist as quickly as possible, Helian Manqiu had Lu Keyu make the most powerful anesthetic for her.

The poor genius doctor of the generation, Lu Keyu, had first concocted anesthetic for Helian Manqiu a few days ago. From the time he had concocted the poison and various other harmful drugs, he had become the tragic accomplice Helian Manqiu used to harm others.

In the following years, for the sake of Helian Manqiu, Lu Keyu concentrated on studying poisons. In the end, he became a master poison user of his generation and also a genius doctor of his generation.

Many years later, Lu Keyu sighed with emotion. If it weren't for Lianlian Manqiu, he would have spent his entire life researching medicine and saving lives. He would never have become a doctor skilled in poison.

In the end, Lu Keyu had saved more people, killed more people, and became the biggest mystery in the history of the Great Hengkong Empire.

The faster he ran, the faster his blood circulated, the faster the medicinal strength evaporated. The assassin's footsteps slowed down, his legs became weak, and his entire body felt weak.

"Junior, use a poison weapon."

The assassin angrily scolded in a low voice. He slightly turned his head and stared at Helian Manqiu. The distance between the two of them was getting closer. Helian Manqiu did not rush to approach the assassin. Instead, she arranged a few small tricks around the assassin's back. These patterns were to prevent the blood sword behind her back from causing any more trouble, so that she could bring the assassin back alone.

"If you can assassinate me, can't I use a concealed weapon?"

Helian Manqiu curled her lips. As an assassin, she didn't even have the awareness of being countered with a concealed weapon. How did this person's master train these people?

The assassin's legs gave way and he fell to the ground. Helian Manqiu's hands shot out several concealed weapons. If the assassin still had the ability to counter attack, he would use that to confuse her and lure her closer to counter attack. Then, he would shoot down those hidden weapons. If not, the assassin would not be able to escape with a few concealed weapons.

A few concealed weapons pierced through the assassin's acupoints without any suspense. Of course, on these concealed weapons, one would not forget to apply medicine to them.

He reached out to pick up the assassin, and pierced a few steel needles into the assassin's groin. Then, he dragged the assassin along and continued to run.

"Stop, scoundrel. Quickly tie up your hands and spare my life. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless."

Because the blood sword was a bit further away, it couldn't see what was happening in front of it. It only saw two masked men in black running, one in front and one behind.

He thought that Helian Manqiu was also an assassin's accomplice.

"Puff …" "Rumble …"

The dazzling light, which blinded the eyes of the blood sword, and the smoke that rose up made the blood sword unable to see the fleeing assassin's trail clearly. The cold light that was faintly concealed in the smoke made him have no choice but to quickly close his eyes and retreat, using his senses and hearing to swing the sword in his hand and shoot down the concealed weapon.

He had never been ambushed like this before. He didn't even get to see the other party's face clearly before being forced to retreat.

The ground beneath his feet went soft. He did not know where he had stepped, but his feet sank in and he escaped. He landed again, stepping on again, lifting and lowering himself again.

Below his feet, there were countless traps. The blood sword had run out in one breath and could no longer jump. It could only roll on the ground. He didn't know what it was that he touched, but the wind and sharp sound of breaking through the air made him feel as if there were hidden weapons that were attacking him from all directions.

Just how many people had the assassin come tonight?

The blood sword suddenly started to panic slightly. It had never been in such a sorry state like this before. Its body rolled down the rubble and pressed down the sharp rubble. Waves of pain entered its body from its skin.

Smoke and dust rose in all directions. The long sword in his hand was constantly being swung. Who knew how many hidden weapons had been shot down by him and then blocked out? His heart could not help but sink. He had overestimated himself. If he wanted to capture that assassin by himself, there would be many people who would support him.

He opened his eyes with difficulty.

Smoke and dust rose in all directions, fog rose, moonlight poured down from the sky, mercury poured down like the ground, permeating through every orifice. The ruins and ruins were everywhere, and there was no sign of the assassin.

Besides a pile of broken bricks, there was nothing else.

He got up and recovered his eyesight. As far as he could see, in the darkness of the night, everything was silent in the endless darkness. Not a single trace of those two assassins could be seen.

He remembered that the assassin who was running in front of him had suddenly fallen down. He seemed to be injured.

He walked to the place where he had been ambushed and squatted down. The ground was a mess. The assassin didn't seem to have made a move just now, but he was forced to retreat in such a sorry state.

That's not right!

Earlier, he clearly did not discover the assassin's ambush nearby. Could it be that luring him to chase after the assassin was a trap to lure him into the trap and kill him?

No, even though he had just been attacked, he didn't even know what the other party did to cause him to lose his eyesight, making him unable to see anything. However, the other party didn't want to kill him. If he wanted to kill him, he could have taken the opportunity to kill him when he didn't have much strength to fight back just now.

It was as if the other party had done this just to escape his pursuit.

Along the way, there were many deep pits that were hastily covered. These were left behind when the houses were demolished and were covered with bricks and wood. Once someone stepped on the ground, they would sink into the pits.

If the other party was planning to kill him, he should have set up more hidden weapons and traps in the pit. There should have been more hidden weapons and traps in the pit, and there should have been only gravel in the pit. If it was daytime, he would naturally not be tricked by such a childish trick and roll on the ground in a sorry state.

At this moment, it was night. While he was in hot pursuit, the stones beneath his feet, the grass, the debris, the wooden sticks …