"Housekeeper? Delhi?" Zhang Cheng touched his chin and showed a thoughtful expression.

In fact, he knew long ago that some of his men must be spies sent by other forces, but he was too lazy to trace them one by one.

After all, due to the rapid expansion, he can\'t have a group of loyal vassals who have passed the test of time like those ancient nobles who have passed on for hundreds of years or even thousands of years. Just like the stark family in the north, it has been almost destroyed, but there are still many people willing to give their loyalty to Sansa, even if she is a silly girl who doesn\'t understand anything.

However, what puzzles Zhang Cheng is that since following himself, Delhi has always maintained a cautious attitude, strictly abided by the bottom line of the housekeeper, neither inquired about the owner\'s privacy nor interfered in superfluous things.

If he is also a spy, who sent him?

What is the purpose behind it?

With his head full of questions, Zhang Cheng stood up and came to the door, watching the black market shrouded by the sunset. Before he could think out a clue, Blanc, who had been waiting for a long time, came up and asked, "Sir, shall we go back now?"

"Go back? Are you sure you want to go back with me?" Zhang Cheng couldn\'t help laughing.

He doesn\'t understand if this guy is stupid. He doesn\'t know that he has been exposed. If he continues to stay, he may be retaliated or even killed.

"Sure! Why not?" Blanco shrugged his shoulders indifferently. "You know, I am a noble who has been canonized by you. I have the responsibility and obligation to help you wipe out all enemies. Moreover, Lord Wallis told me to make sure that there will be no mistakes in the transaction before leaving."

"Oh? Aren\'t you afraid of death?" Zhang Cheng deliberately pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, with a dangerous light in his eyes.

Blanco obviously knew something about the magic sword and hurried back two steps, with an undisguised fear on his face.

But the fear came and went quickly. In less than half a minute, he regained his composure, smiled and shook his head: "no, you won\'t kill me, at least not now, because I still have enough use value for you. As long as this value hasn\'t disappeared, I don\'t have to worry about being killed."

"Ha ha! Do you think you know me well?" Zhang Cheng asked with a laugh.

"Yes! Although you have killed many people, you are still not a rational person in essence. You are rarely left by emotions such as anger and jealousy..."

Just when Blanc Hua was about to speak, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. When he looked down, he found that a sharp short sword pierced his heart from behind, and the bloody sword tip radiated a dazzling light under the setting sun.

Looking at the old mercenary\'s eyes that are rapidly losing their luster, Zhang Cheng\'s face is a little sneer, sticking to the other\'s ear and whispering, "sorry, you made a small mistake, but it\'s not you, but Wallis, so you can safely die, and I have no habit of leaving my enemy\'s eyes around."

The voice just fell!

The masked man who launched the sneak attack suddenly pulled out his short sword and let the blood gush out. In the blink of an eye, a viscous blood pool was formed on the ground, and the pungent smell of blood soon dispersed with the hot temperature.

Many passers-by found this scene, not only did not choose to leave, but showed a curious look.

You should know that the "black market" is not a peaceful place. There are often situations of seeking revenge or eating black. It\'s normal to die.

Zhang Cheng ignored these bold guys and asked the masked man who had just dried the blood on the weapon, "what\'s the matter? Did you find anything?"

"I\'m sorry to disappoint you, sir. The other party was more cautious than I expected. He found me only two blocks away. Then he got into an old house and ran away from the secret road reserved in advance. Obviously, he made a lot of preparations in advance. Unless you intend to tear your face, it\'s almost impossible to finish tracking quietly." The masked man\'s tone revealed strong helplessness.

No way, maybe many people know that Wallis is an expert in collecting intelligence, but few people know that he is also a master of disguise who is good at changing his appearance. It is undoubtedly very difficult to track such people.

But Zhang Cheng himself didn\'t hold much hope. He waved his hand carelessly: "don\'t apologize. Dispose of the body for me, and then withdraw everyone back."

"Withdraw back? Why?" the masked man was obviously surprised.

He wondered why his employer\'s attitude suddenly turned 180 degrees.

"Don\'t ask so much why, you just need to know that Wallis is no longer a threat in my eyes. Next, go to the valley to monitor pettil berrishi and make trouble for him if it\'s convenient. Of course, according to the old rules, the better you do, the higher the reward will be, and the best person can be canonized as a noble. It happens that Blanco is dead and his territory is ownerless I\'m sure you know what I mean, "Zhang Cheng seduced in a meaningful tone.

"Thank you for your generosity! Being able to serve you is our greatest luck in our life!" said the masked man, with a very strange courtesy, took up the body and quickly disappeared at the end of the alley.

Staring at each other\'s fading back, Zhang Cheng pursed his lips and muttered: "Lucky? No, it won\'t be long before you know how unfortunate you are. All of you think you know me, but in fact, you are just the pieces in my hands and what I deliberately let you see. Now, it\'s time for you to see the real me..."

There is no doubt that he intends to go crazy in the last few days before he leaves the world and devote all his completed and unfinished research to the war.

On the one hand, check the power, on the other hand, find out if there is anything wrong with the perfect knowledge system you are building from scratch.

At that time, both Eric as an enemy and the so-called "ally" will become the object of his terrorist experiment, and the old town known as the first port city of Westeros will turn into a bloody purgatory. No one can escape, even James, who is stationed outside the city and has not withdrawn for a long time.

The nominally heir of the Lannister family, it is not clear that an elite from Dorn has been divided into parts and entered King\'s landing disguised as businessmen and sailors.

With the help of Wallis\'s "birds", they hid in the intricate underground secret roads without effort and waited patiently for the time to come.

Oberon mathel, the "Red Snake", is constantly wiping his beloved spear. He can\'t wait to pierce the hearts of Lannister family members one by one and listen to each other\'s screams before he dies.

Especially Gregor krigon, who raped and killed his sister Elia, whenever he thought of that disgusting face, he felt a force surging in his blood vessels.