There were no pedestrians on the street. On the snowy night of the first day of the new year, King An was surrounded by assassins on the silent streets of Cloud City.
The black-faced assassin kicked Lan Ling body and Lan Ling stumbled onto the ground. That person took the opportunity to kick a few more times. Lan Ling saw that the cripple had already stepped on the ground, the black-faced assassin quickly walked over.
Lan Ling stood up with both hands, pulled out the silver hairpin from his head and threw it at the large artery in the cripple's neck. It rotated and pulled, causing blood to splatter noiselessly. Lan Ling understood medicine and could accurately find the acupoints and various organs on his body.
The lame Zhang had been roaming the Jianghu for dozens of years. Because he u
