刀 light danced, pressing straight forward. The noble young master didn't forget to turn his head and shout, ordering his two companions to attack Qin Siyuan first. Ning Yi held the blunderbuss in one hand, the other already holding a fire starter, but he retreated several steps, unable to ignite the gun. In the crowd at the door, the tall, thin man suddenly turned and charged towards Qin Siyuan, and within a few breaths, the most burly man had also noticed what was happening. He snatched weapons from the hands of several thugs and swung them wildly, clearing a path in the blink of an eye, closing the distance between himself and Song Qian, and the two clashed blades.

The noble young master had already rushed to the side of the scarred man's corpse, glanced at the desolate body, and, looking towards Ning Yi who was unable to help at the door, sneered coldly, brandished his steel knife, and prepared to charge. Ning Yi was about to release the blunderbuss when he suddenly heard a woman's cry from the side.

"Ah—"

With a bang, two figures crashed through the shattered window in the wall and fell into the Qinhuai River, still frozen in places in the second lunar month.

"Jin'er—"

It was Jin'er, who, seeing Yunzhu injured, had rushed over crying, actually embracing the noble young master and crashing down with him. At this time, some places were still covered in ice and snow, the weather was freezing, and the river water was icy cold. How could an ordinary girl bear it? Ning Yi was shocked and peered down at the river surface. Yunzhu had already gotten up from the ground.

"Jin'er is fine, you go help Qin Lao..."

According to Yunzhu's thinking, these people were so fierce, it would be best if Ning Yi could avoid them. But wishing was wishing, and she could distinguish the priorities. She quickly said these words and also looked down at the broken window. The water was a chaotic mess, and the two figures fell down, but they were not visible for a moment. Ning Yi looked at it a few more times, finally gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the door. He ran a few steps before hearing Yunzhu call out, "Jin'er." But naturally, he had no time to go back and see how Jin'er was.

From the sudden appearance of the whole turmoil until now, it was probably only a minute or so. The door was chaotic, and in the midst of the fighting and killing, some guests who had originally planned to rush out were now running inside. Ning Yi opened the fire starter and waved it in his hand a few times, making the light brighter. However, when he rushed towards the other side, he was stopped several times by the returning guests, and he couldn't run over at all for a while.

In the melee at the other end of the field of vision, the most burly man had already exchanged several blows with Song Qian. It was difficult to see clearly in the chaotic crowd, but in short, Song Qian, who was supposed to protect Qin Lao, was at a disadvantage. Ning Yi shouted, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" But it had no effect. He raised the blunderbuss and aimed it at the opposite side: "Give me a hand!"

The tall, thin man holding the double knives heard Ning Yi's shout. His face was covered in blood and was ferocious. He swung a knife towards Ning Yi's side. Since there were many people, Ning Yi squeezed to the side, and the knife only pierced into the arm of a person in front, causing another chaotic scream.

The tall, thin man was not afraid of Ning Yi shooting from such a distance in the crowd. The accuracy was not enough, and there were so many people in the middle. But he noticed that the noble young master was no longer following Ning Yi, and he didn't know what had happened. He also roared with his eyes wide open: "Come on!" It was exactly the same as Ning Yi's provocation just now. He watched his tall and burly companion about to kill Qin Siyuan, as long as he could hold this side for a while, he would succeed.

Ning Yi reached out and lit the blunderbuss, aiming the muzzle at the tall, thin man, and then at the burly man, but in the crowd, the muzzle was squeezed several times. The fuse was still burning. The tall, thin man moved to the side, and shouted: "Be careful of that fellow's blunderbuss!" The burly man, who was fighting with Song Qian, glanced coldly at this side, and with a few more cuts, Song Qian flew back, the knife light bursting.

It was just a matter of a breath. The fuse was burning shorter and shorter. The tall, thin man saw him squeezed in the crowd in such a mess, and a mocking smile appeared on his face. The next moment, he saw Ning Yi throw the blunderbuss out with force.

"Catch the gun—"

"Be careful—"

"Ah—"

The shouts converged together. The blunderbuss flew over the crowd with the light of the fuse. Song Qian raised his knife and leaped high, on the one hand, he was slashing at the burly man, and on the other hand, he was trying to raise his hand to catch the blunderbuss flying from behind the burly man.

The next moment, a hand grabbed the blunderbuss, Song Qian was in mid-air, and was kicked away.

This time, it was the burly man who suddenly turned around. He kicked Song Qian away, even smiled ferociously towards Ning Yi, grabbed the blunderbuss in his hand, and with a whoosh, turned around again, aiming at Qin Siyuan, who was a few meters away and no longer blocked by Song Qian.

Time solidified at this moment.

Bang—

The gunshot rang out, like a huge explosion. Smoke and dust accompanied the red light, followed by blood light flying up. The burly man's body leaned back slightly.

However, that was not recoil.

At this moment, the blunderbuss exploded. Bamboo pieces and iron handles, carrying the huge impact force suddenly emitted to the rear, swept past half of the burly man's face, and at the same time took away one of his eyes.

If the blunderbuss fired normally, the power of the burst would probably not be so great this time, and in most cases, projectiles would still be emitted to the front. But this time the explosion was different. The amount of gunpowder was almost several times more than a normal launch, and the front was almost completely blocked, trying to guide the impact to the rear as much as possible.

Ning Yi had prepared to return these broken blunderbusses to Kang Xian. He had considered when loading the ammunition that this blunderbuss was difficult to load, and its power was actually limited in front of real experts. If these were really bold assassins with high skills, who planned to escape after making a move in the city, he would probably only have one chance to strike. Like the noble young master who rushed over, people would not give you a second chance to ignite, so he only loaded one blunderbuss, and simply made the other one into a grenade, just in case.

The original consideration was that there were many of them. Even if he killed one with a shot, he and Song Qian would still be at a disadvantage. The blunderbuss was carried on his back. As long as he showed a flaw and let them take the initiative to snatch it, he could cripple another person after a shot. However, this calculation could not be repeated, and there was no need for the third one. Although it was a little different from the plan at this time, he deliberately pretended to be squeezed and unable to pass, and it really worked.

There was a heart-wrenching cry over there, and there was also an unspeakable sense of astonishment. The tall, thin man was almost stunned there for a moment. Unfortunately, he didn't know Ning Yi, and he hadn't heard of the nickname "Ten Steps Calculation", otherwise he would definitely have a different feeling in his heart. Looking back again, he saw Ning Yi, who had been blocked, pushing open many people and rushing towards this side. The figure whispered: "You are already dead!"

The burly man held his hand over his face. After a little soberness, he seemed to want to rush towards Qin Siyuan with his bravery, but he was pulled by the tall, thin man: "Go! Go!"

"Kill them! Kill them!"

The burly man struggled a few times, but finally realized that things were not going to work, and rushed away with his tall, thin companion, hacking and killing the thugs who were blocking the road.

Ning Yi didn't have much confidence in his close combat with these experts. The scarred man was an example. If he didn't have some foundation in self-defense techniques such as joint locks, and had also studied with Lu Hongti, he would probably be dead. At this time, seeing them leave, he naturally didn't dare to chase. Some thugs who didn't know where they came from were also affected by the two men and Song Qian, and most of them had fallen, but the rest still seemed to want to fight. At this time, Song Qian had already gotten up. He also probably realized that the origins of this group of thugs were different from those assassins. He was now blocking in front of Qin Siyuan, and took out a waist card from his body.

"Kang Prince's Mansion is handling affairs here, who are you, daring to be with the assassins! Do you want to rebel!"

As soon as these words came out, the thugs also stopped fighting in astonishment.

The situation eased slightly, and the surroundings seemed to be full of wails. Looking back at the mess in the hall, fortunately, although it seemed crowded just now, it was mainly because many tables and chairs also took up space. When some people later hid under the tables, there was no malicious trampling incident. Seeing the white-skirted woman standing at the broken wall, Ning Yi suddenly remembered that Jin'er and the noble young master had fallen into the river. He quickly walked to the side to look, and just happened to see the water splashing. Half of the noble young master's body tried to rush out of the water. Just as he floated up, he suddenly sank again.

The situation in the water was a chaotic mess. After a few seconds, the noble young master's two hands poked out again, wanting to grab something, and then sank again. This was repeated several times. He occasionally stuck out his head, and wanted to shout "Help", but often only half of it was shouted before the river water poured into his mouth. Jin'er's figure never appeared, and after a while, blood actually surged up in the water.

Ning Yi watched for a while, and could vaguely see a figure like a mermaid - it should be said like a piranha - turning around the noble young master's body in the water. Later, Qin Lao also came over. The old man had seen big things after all, and his mind had calmed down. He looked at Ning Yi for a few times: "That is..."

"It should be Jin'er..."

The blood extended downstream, but the movement in the water gradually subsided. After a while, on the stone steps by the river, a woman suddenly came out of the water, completely soaked, with long hair scattered like seaweed. It was Jin'er, and she was dragging a man's body with one hand, and was holding a hairpin in her mouth. The lower body of the man he dragged out of the water was still gushing blood. It was the noble young master, who was already dying.

When she was in the water just now, Jin'er not only kept pulling him into the water, but also took the hairpin and stabbed it hard into the other party's thighs and buttocks. The visibility in the water was not good, and she might have stabbed the wrong places during this period, for example, when stabbing the buttocks, she might have stabbed the front. Ning Yi had known before that Yuan Jin'er was a good swimmer, and at this time he felt a chill in his heart. He thought to himself that he must stay away from the water when arguing with this woman in the future.

The woman had been soaked in the water for a long time in this weather, and she came out completely wet. She must be cold. After landing, she also hugged her body and sniffed. Then someone came over and put a piece of clothing on her. She looked up and saw that Ning Yi had taken off his broken robe and put it on her. For a while, she did not refuse. When Ning Yi put his arm around her shoulder, she leaned into Ning Yi's arms.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine..." She sniffed, "Where is Sister Yunzhu?"

While speaking, Yunzhu had already rushed out, covering her shoulder, and took Jin'er from Ning Yi's arms. Ning Yi looked at the mark on her white shoulder, and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"

"It hurts a little." Yunzhu smiled, "But it should be fine."

"I'll call a doctor right away."

"Well, I'll take Jin'er up first. She has to change her clothes and take a bath."

At this time, although Yunzhu was confused, she wanted to say something to Ning Yi, but after all, Jin'er couldn't stay here in this state for a long time. As she spoke, she supported Jin'er and left. Song Qian would naturally handle the chaos here. Ning Yi looked at the noble young master who was already half dead, and asked Qin Siyuan: "Qin Lao, who are these people, do you have any clue?"

Qin Lao was also looking at that person. After thinking for a while, his expression smiled with some complexity, but he sighed again: "It's been many years since I've encountered such a thing. These... I'm afraid they are Liao people..."

Ning Yi nodded. Thinking about the northern dress of these people, they did look like they came from Liao. However, although they were brave, today's actions seemed to have no formal planning or organization. This was a bit strange.

Looking at Qin Siyuan again, he used to think that his life was leisurely, but during this period, it was really a turning point. Not only did people praise him, scold him, and visit him, but even the Liao people came to assassinate him at this time. Thinking like this, the rumors in the market were probably highly credible.

In recent years, the disputes between the Jin and Liao, I'm afraid this old man who has lived in Jiangning for many years has contributed a share... Ning Yi sighed slightly in his heart, but looking at Qin Lao's attitude, he probably still wouldn't speak out about these things unless something really big happened. Ning Yi was not a gossipy person. Even though he felt that this matter was magnificent and interesting, he had done similar things before. He was concerned about Yunzhu's injury and Jin'er's condition. He turned around and told people to call a doctor to check on the two women's injuries.

Everyone was meeting by chance this afternoon. The dozens of thugs at the door didn't know what they were doing. Ning Yi asked after calling the doctor, only to find out that they were called to run to Zhuji to smash the place. Song Qian's status in the Prince's Mansion was not low. He had rushed over between life and death just now, and he still had lingering fears at this time, but he also knew that he had really made great achievements this time. He admired Ning Yi, who threw the gun, and even looked at these thugs with extreme displeasure. He knew at this time that Ning Yi had a relationship with this Zhuji, and he snorted: "Colluding with assassins to commit crimes in the street, this time not only them, including the brains behind them, no one should think about escaping."

He naturally knew that the assassins had nothing to do with these people, but since he had encountered them, it was really their fault.

The government's constables had also arrived at this time. After a while, people from the Prince's Mansion and the驸马府 also rushed over. The leader was Lu Agui. They escorted the dying noble young master back, and also searched out some things from him, including trade documents.

"Liao people." Lu Agui showed the documents to Ning Yi, "I never expected that there would be such a thing. Qin Gong has been in seclusion for seven years. These guys... are really bullying!"

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