New York, Manhattan Island, Harlem Black District, Craftsmen's Alliance World Congress.

Qin Beiyang, hiding in the dark, narrowed his eyes, and the nine colors seemed to be ready to move.

In the spotlight, Boer skillfully opened the iron coffin and found that there was indeed a black man. He tied his hands and feet, but he had become a dead man, with a zipper-like scar on his neck.

Behind the black corpse is a living person, revealing a right face with a slanted scar, the Chinese face.

Assassin Ah Hai.

Two hours ago, in order to avoid Qin Beiyang and Jiuse's pursuit, Ahai carried a top-secret file box and fled into the conference hall of the Craftsmen's Alliance. There was a tin coffin in the corner, so he hid in the coffin. Unexpectedly, there was a black man inside, with his hands and feet tied up. Ahai pulled out a dagger without hesitation, cut off the black man's throat, and lay with the dead. He waited for the opportunity to be buried, and would break out of the coffin and escape to at least avoid Jiuse's pursuit.

He was not afraid of anyone, nor even ordinary tomb-controlling beasts, but only feared the Nine Colors.

Last spring in Beijing, Ahai killed Congressman Qu Jinghe, deceived the coffin of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty, and was also forced to hide in the coffin. A few years ago, the assassin Ahai and his father disguised themselves as corpses in the coffin.

Assassins have an irresistible hobby for coffins!

Assassin Ah Hai in the coffin faces Hans Pohl and the spotlight of the entire Alliance of Craftsmen.

The dagger took action.

Hans Pohl's reaction was beyond ordinary speed. Perhaps because he survived the battlefield, he instinctively retreated. The dagger with the ivory handle had eyes, and caught up with him like a comet, rubbed his throat and cut his chin.

Boer rolled on the ground, his jaw broke through a long hole, and blood flowed out.

Ah Hai was not here to assassinate him, there was no need to fight against this German. He just wanted to escape from the place, but he was carrying a heavy file box in his hand.

Suddenly, Qin Beiyang and Jiuse jumped off the steps, pulled out the Tang sword behind them, and each man and a beast, headed straight to Ahai in the center of the venue.

The craftsmen alliance was in chaos, and twelve gatekeepers showed their weapons to protect the great priest on the throne.

The old rules since the Renaissance that in order to prevent assassination, heated weapons, including gatekeepers and other guards, must not be carried at the conference, and can only hold medieval swords and crossbows.

Ah Hai carried the file box and used the "Assassin's Way" light skills to jump up. Schmidt's crossbow shot out the first steel arrow, which happened to be inserted into his left shoulder.

The assassin falls like a bird with folded wings.

Escape, or, the file box can only be taken one of them, and he cannot escape with a heavy box.

Ah Hai’s logic is very clear, and he must choose the former, because choosing the latter cannot guarantee escape.

He smashed the file box at the twelve gatekeepers. Even if a steel arrow was inserted on his shoulder, he still used the "assassin's way". His toes were like dragonflies, stepping on the heads of the craftsmen in the stands, and jumping out of the corridor when he jumped out.

Ah Hai, who gave up the file box, went into battle lightly and escaped with blood.

Qin Beiyang, who broke into the center of the venue, grabbed the file box, surrounded by big men from the Alliance of Craftsmen, aimed at his forehead with twelve crossbows. The tomb beast in the town was about to spit out a glass fireball, Qin Beiyang whispered in German: "Schmidt! Do you still remember me? Kyoto, Japan! We ate Suki pot together in Izakaya!"

Schmidt was slightly stunned and looked at Qin Beiyang's face again. This tall Chinese boy was impressive, and he didn't expect that he could speak fluent German.

"According to Article 105 of the Law of the Artisans Alliance, those who have not received an invitation and have entered the Alliance Conference without authorization will be executed as a spy."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I was just chasing the assassin just now and mistakenly entering your venue. Because he stole mine, it was a treasure of China."

"Assassin? Did the Assassin break into the Artisans Alliance?" Schmidt's face turned pale, "For the first time in centuries..."

The masters of craftsmen all seemed to see ghosts, as if a bloody storm was inevitable.

"I am the enemy of the assassins! I swear to kill them all!"

Qin Beiyang wondered if there was any conflict between the Craftsmen Alliance and the Assassins? He could stand by the craftsmen.

The gatekeeper Schmidt said with a stern face: "How do you prove that you are not a spy from the Assassin League?"

"Assassin League?"

Qin Beiyang was shocked. It turned out that on this earth, in addition to a craftsman alliance or an assassin alliance?

These two ancient alliances seem to be mortal enemies?

If you are caught between these two groups, will you die without a burial place?

"Even if you really have nothing to do with the Assassin League, but if you destroy the Artisan League Conference, we will still execute you!"

Jiuse stared at her eyes, held up her snow-white deer antlers, and wore bronze scales. She thought about how to resist the crossbow and how to burn these craftsmen to ashes...

At the critical moment, Qin Beiyang thought of a solution: "Okay, then I'll give you a reason! All the world's top craftsmen are qualified to participate, right?"

"Yes, this North American temple brings together elites from all over the world."

"Do you know? I am the descendant of the last royal craftsman in China. My family has been building tombs and tomb-controlling beasts for Chinese emperors for the past three thousand years."

Schmidt's eyes shaking a little, and he took a step back and asked, "Is your last name?"

"Qin!"

The pronunciation of this Chinese character caused an uproar among the craftsmen below, and even the twelve gatekeepers were a little moved.

Qin Beiyang added a German sentence: "The Qin family, also known as the tombsman clan! It is known as the 'God of craftsmen in East Asia', and protects the biggest secret of Chinese tombs for three thousand years."

This sentence "The God of Craftsmen in East Asia" was completely temporarily compiled by Qin Beiyang, in order to scare this group of old guys who claim to be the greatest craftsmen in the world.

Schmidt returned to the Great Venerable and whispered a few words. From beginning to end, the Great Venerable's face was hidden under the burqa, and he could only see the lower half of the bearded man.

"Qin, six hundred and fifty years ago, the tombsmen from China was already the mainstay of the craftsmen alliance. If you can prove your identity, you can join the association on the spot and become a first-class member of the alliance. If you can't prove it, you will still be punished according to the spy and be executed on the spot!"

Schmidt spoke loudly and simply, beyond Qin Beiyang's surprise, it turned out that the Craftsmen Alliance knew about the Qin Tombsmen clan? The status of his family seemed to be very high. It seems that Haneda Dashu's words are true.

But how to prove it? It’s not necessarily necessary to take off your clothes and reveal the deer-shaped birthmark behind it, right?

Unexpectedly, Schmidt grabbed Qin Beiyang's shoulder without hesitation, tore open the clothes on the back of his neck, and indeed revealed the birthmark of the red flame-like antlers.

Qin Beiyang shouted and almost pulled out the Tang sword to fight desperately, but Schmidt looked at him with extremely strange eyes.
Chapter completed!