Chapter 1312 Zhang Song's Night Travel

Big Joe finally left. Before leaving, she almost collapsed on the ground. Ma Chao wanted to help her up, but she pushed Ma Chao's hand away, struggled to get up, and turned around and walked out.

She wanted to keep the last dignity in front of Ma Chao, but her swaying body could not support this luxury. At this time, she didn't even have the courage to look back at Ma Chao again. Maybe she just wanted to find the desolate place of Jiangdong Pavilion or Agricultural Base Station to hide, hold her lost love, and curl up alone.

pushed the door of the palace with all his strength and staggered out. Diao Chan waited outside and suddenly saw Da Qiao coming out with a sad face, slightly shocked. Da Qiao was in a trance at this time. When he missed Diao Chan, he accidentally bumped into Diao Chan. But she didn't seem to be aware of it and no longer had the strength to care whether Diao Chan personally participated in burying all her grievances.

It was not until Da Qiao's figure completely disappeared that Diao Chan looked at Ma Chao with doubts in his eyes.

Ma Chao smiled miserably: "The matter between us has finally been made clear."

Such a simple explanation covered many complex emotions that Diao Chan empathized with. She**ed the corners of her mouth and looked complicated: "In fact, she is also a seed of infatuation. If it hadn't been for Liu Xie's evil fate, she might not have been exchanged for today's sad back."

"Yes, people who give kindly are always hurt first. In this way, it is even more difficult for me to know the conspiracy behind the murder of Liu Xie. Ma Chao sighed that in fact, he didn't want to make things clear to Big Joe today. As an excellent prince, in his usual style, after learning of Da Qiao's betrayal, he should use her as bait, and then put a meticulous and long-term situation to completely smash the conspiracy of Liu Xie's murder.

But by mistake, today, they encountered a dispute between Da Qiao and Diao Chan, and Ma Chao was really not the extremely cold princes, and cut off their love for a moment. At the same time, it also cut off the more unacceptable damage that Big Joe suffered in the future.

'It seems that I'm also a good person...' Ma Chao sighed leisurely in his heart, but then he also warned himself: This is the last time he is soft-hearted!

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At the same time, Zhang Song, who was lying on the bed of the post house, tosturned and turned his side. When he clearly heard the sound of two times outside the door. He got up from **, put on his clothes and quietly walked out of the door.

There is no light tonight, and the thick ink is suppressed in Xiangyang City. Zhang Song walked carefully along the side road outside the post hall. Such a night was an excellent cover for him. However, he still seemed to feel uneasy and tried to walk down the low houses on both sides, which was dark under the eaves and could almost touch his head. At this time, there was already a curfew, and ordinary people stayed at home, and there was silence around them.

But after all, he is not a professional work. Although he looked left and right, he did not notice that his eyes shining like starlight on the eaves in the distance were observing his every move.

"Sure enough, I was hit by the master. Follow me and don't scare this mouse." Mu Yuanfeng, who was mixed with the night, looked at Zhang Song's very unprofessional whereabouts, waved his hand and said to Zhang Can, "Look at what this mouse is playing."

"Well," Zhang Can nodded. Born in the wilderness, he is the most agile person in the shadows. Even Mu Yuanfeng, who is highly skilled in martial arts, has to admit that he is indeed not as talented as Zhang Can in staring this area.

In fact, Zhang Song did not leave the post office much. When he came to a fork in the road, he stopped. The front gathered on Xiangyang Street, where Xiangyang Wei was inspecting. He did not dare to reveal his whereabouts. He stood there and wandered back and forth, as if he was waiting for someone.

At this time, a man suddenly appeared behind him, which scared Zhang Song so much that he almost shouted loudly. The man rushed over and covered his mouth and pressed it to the corner.

"Shh, my own people."

Zhang Song's eyes widened in surprise. After his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, he could barely see the faces of the visitors. This is a completely strange face, and this man in black actually claims to be his own.

"Who are you? ..." Zhang Song was a little annoyed in his deliberately lowered voice. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with this way of jointing.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that the lord is waiting for you." The stranger's eyes had a very sharp penetration, and Zhang Song suddenly felt that he was a little afraid to look at him.

"Let's lead the way." Finally, Zhang Song said that he had obviously trusted the identity of the stranger.

The visitor seemed to be very familiar with Xiangyang City and knew how to avoid the sight of patrols and sentry towers. He took Zhang Song and arrived at a restaurant without Xiangyang Wei's awareness. Then quietly pushed the door, and the two disappeared into the night.

Zhang Can, who was crouching on the eaves, showed some doubts in his eyes at this time. Zhang Song did not know the man, but he knew him. Not only him, but also those veteran elites in the whole shadow know - Zhang Can has always been confident in his eyesight, and he remembers the name of that person: Mu Yang.

The guy who was kicked out of the shadow by the master and then had no news.

"How about it?" A simple question woke Zhang Can from his doubts. Looking back, it was Mu Yuanfeng and Duanmu who had followed him. Mu Yuanfeng saw the restaurant at a glance and asked again, "Did they enter this restaurant?"

"Yes." Zhang Can hesitated for a moment and finally added, "The person who took Zhang Song in is Mu Yang."

"Who?" Mu Yuanfeng was stunned and thought he had heard it wrong.

Shadow will always be in a one-line contact. They can't know about Ma Chao's arrangement of Mu Yang's undercover agent. After Zhang Can reported the details of the future, Mu Yuanfeng confirmed the facts of what Zhang Can said. Then the three fell into silence. Zhang Can looked at the dark wine shop and asked hesitantly, "What should I do next? I didn't have enough control to eavesdrop on their conversation and was not found..."

Yes, things have reached a deadlock here. Zhang Song obviously didn't come out tonight. Such a restaurant must have ambushed the enemy's eyeliner... At least, the shadows already know that they have a traitor who is fully aware of the shadow methods in their hands!

"The first principle of shadow, safety comes first." Mu Yuanfeng pondered for a moment. He knew that a shadow mutineer was more harmful than a top spy, and finally decided to bear the pain: "Leave a few people to continue to monitor Zhang Song, and we will go back. The location of Zhang Song's contact has been confirmed, and the mission ends here tonight.

"But? ..." Zhang Can looked unwilling.

In fact, why was Mu Yuanfeng not like this? However, he finally took a look at the restaurant. When he was about to reiterate the decision, he saw the silent Duanmu and asked, "Why, do you have a way?"

"Of course, I can't help it," Duanmu answered simply, but a strange smile appeared on his chubby face: "I just suddenly thought of the lord's order. Do you remember that the lord rarely added a sentence on this mission... hey."

"Don't startle the snake." Mu Yuanfeng was stunned and recalled Ma Chao's supplement, and suddenly saw something in his eyes: "The master's means are really unpredictable..."

The three left quietly, as if they had passed away from the future. Mu Yang, who had been looking through the window in the restaurant, showed a relieved expression on his face, and turned his head to face Zhang Song and became extremely serious. After reconfirming that there was no one around, he took Zhang Song through the middle yard to the back kitchen and carefully lifted an elm lid next to the stove. An entrance to a cellar was exposed on the ground, and a soft ladder hung down from the entrance.

Mu Yang went down the soft ladder to the bottom of the cellar and habitually looked around. This cellar is more than one size larger than the ordinary cellar. Five boards support the roof of the earthen roof, and several holes are dug on the wall, each of which is a candlestick swaying with fire, and the space is very narrow and small. The shadowy candlelight reflected the figures of the two people, suddenly bright and dark. Mu Yang held his fist and said respectfully, "Master, military division, people have brought it."