binnovel Chapter 155: Hidden Assassin
Chapter 155: Hidden Assassin
Zhang Liang still stood there holding the sword, silent and alert without relaxing his vigilance.
Although the assassination lasted less than a minute, the danger was indescribable. It was the greatest crisis Zhang Liang had ever encountered since he entered the martial arts world. If he were alone, he would still be in great danger, but Zhang Liang was confident that it would not be difficult to escape this disaster. The key was that the opponent chose the right time to launch the attack when he was with Fusu.
Fusu accompanied Zhang Liang back to the inn, and he didn't even bring any guards with him. This time the assassin's attack was so fierce that even Fusu with his guards could not resist it. It was obviously a carefully planned attack targeting Zhang Liang's strength level.
Until this moment, Zhang Liang still couldn't figure out whether the target of this assassination attempt was Fusu, himself, or both.
"Brother Zifang, are you okay?" Fusu finally came to his senses and looked at Zhang Liang with worry in his eyes.
At this time, Zhang Liang was indeed in a bad condition. A short arrow was inserted into his shoulder. Although it only penetrated the skin about an inch, it was extremely poisonous. In addition, Zhang Liang was also slightly infected by the extreme cold poison released by the broken blue silver needle. The sequelae of the second level of the Hundred Deaths Battle Body in his body began to appear, and his injuries were quite serious.
However, at this moment, Zhang Liang's expression was normal, making it difficult to tell the real situation.
"It's nothing serious." Zhang Liang replied calmly, pulled out the short arrow from his shoulder and looked at it carefully.
Soon, Zhang Liang discovered that this short arrow had no markings and he could not infer who shot it.
Afterwards, Zhang Liang approached the sword-wielding assassin who had just committed suicide by drinking poison and removed the cloth covering his face. He saw that the man's entire body had rotted away and his face was unrecognizable. It was obvious that the poison he had taken had the effect of destroying the body and removing all traces.
"In Xianyang City, there are not many people who can mobilize so many top assassins, and even fewer who can set such traps accurately. Brother Fusu, do you have anyone suspicious in your mind?" Zhang Liang asked Fusu directly.
Fusu was stunned for a moment. A person with such strength and the ability to seize the opportunity accurately must be an important minister of the Qin State. However, without solid evidence, Fusu could not speak out his guess.
Speaking of suspects, the first one to bear the brunt is Lü Buwei. He has such strength and sufficient motivation. He has a deep hatred with Zhang Liang. Judging from Zhang Liang's vengeful character, he will never let Lü Buwei go easily, so Lü Buwei may also take this opportunity to strike first. Recently, the most noteworthy thing in the Qin Dynasty is that Qin Shihuang is gradually weakening Lü Buwei's power and suppressing him in all aspects. The struggle between the two sides has entered a white-hot stage. Lü Buwei is losing ground and is about to collapse.
Lü Buwei had been in power for a long time in the Qin State. Before the rise of Qin Shi Huang, he had more power than the King of Qin, and could even be said to have a monopoly on power. Now that Qin Shi Huang was pressing on Lü Buwei, he was worried that Lü Buwei would become desperate.
Under such circumstances, it is not impossible that Lu Buwei tried to kill Fusu in order to warn Qin Shihuang not to push him too harshly.
However, for Zhang Liang, the first suspect he thought of was not Lu Buwei. Although at the last moment, all the assassins' killing moves were aimed at Fusu, he still couldn't be sure whether the other party's real target was Fusu or himself.
While he was thinking, dozens of breaths passed. At this time, a large number of soldiers quickly surrounded him, and a group of black-clothed and masked figures appeared around him, guarding him tightly.
A man with firm steps and fierce eyes walked out of the crowd. It was Meng Tian.
"Young Master, are you okay?" Meng Tian walked straight to Fusu and asked.
"I'm safe and sound, but Brother Zifang was injured while saving me. Please ask a doctor to come over quickly!" Fusu said in a cold tone.
As the eldest son of the Qin Emperor, Fusu had a gentle personality, but that didn't mean he didn't have a temper. At this moment, he was extremely indignant about this incident.
"No need for that. Since General Meng Tian is here, the young master's safety will be in your hands. I can handle this minor injury myself. Please allow me to take my leave!" Zhang Liang put away his sword, turned around and left without caring about the opinions of Fusu and Meng Tian.
"Assign half of the soldiers to escort Brother Zifang!" Fusu gave the order immediately.
"No need. This trick can't do anything to me. Sir, you should pay more attention to your own safety!" Zhang Liang's voice came from afar, but his figure had disappeared without a trace. Even if ordinary soldiers wanted to catch up, it would be impossible.
Fusu had no choice but to return to the palace accompanied by Meng Tian. This matter was far beyond Fusu's ability to handle, and he had to report it to Qin Shihuang as soon as possible, even though Qin Shihuang might have already heard the news, Fusu had to rush over immediately.
On the other hand, Zhang Liang returned to the inn with a fierce murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Neither the poison nor the injuries from the Hundred Deaths Battle Body could pose a fatal threat to Zhang Liang. Even if the poison was enough to kill most grandmasters, Zhang Liang's physique was so strong that these toxins were not enough to pose a life-or-death threat to him.
Of course, it is not possible to completely expel the toxin in a short period of time. In addition to the impact of his injuries, Zhang Liang will not be able to work at his full strength for at least the next few days.
At this critical moment, Zhang Liang no longer trusted anyone easily, let alone let soldiers protect him. Who could guarantee that there were no hidden assassins among those soldiers?