Chapter 1095: The Last Meal

"Once we take action, will it be considered a violation of the rules?" The fat man was a little scared.

Jiang Cheng nodded, "It seems so."

…

In the other wing, the atmosphere in the wing was much heavier.

Jia Jinliang's face became more and more confused, and he couldn't help but clenched his right fist on the table, "I didn't expect... the person who died was Zhang Junyu. How could it be him?"

A Biao sat opposite Jia Jinliang, "Boss, this is an obvious thing, Yu Zhangyan didn't care about him." After a pause, A Biao suddenly lowered his voice: "Those people can survive, I think Yu Zhangyan must have There was no way to select the real paper man, but he didn’t do that. He deliberately watched Zhang Junyu die.”

A fierce look flashed in Jia Jinliang's eyes, "This old guy must have seen something, important clues about this mission, but he didn't say that he wanted to get rid of Zhang Junyu because he didn't want anyone to hinder him."

"It's also blinding the eyes we placed next to him." A Biao reminded in a low voice, "Yu Zhangyan is a very serious person. He probably found out about our affair with Zhang Junyu."

Hearing the implication of A Biao's words, Jia Jinliang looked wary, "You mean... Yu Chengmu still wants to fight with us?"

"Not yet, but..." Abiao lowered his voice, "I have to guard against it. You know very well who the boss is in Zhangyan. You recruited him to join the team before, but his boss didn't agree. What happened? ?”

A Biao took a deep breath and said, "That person just disappeared. He is neither alive nor dead. Although people on the road say that the past incident was discovered by the officials, so he smuggled abroad, but I don't believe it." .

"According to Yu Zhangyan's character, this person knows his ins and outs, and he will definitely not let it go. However, Yu Zhangyan handled this matter very calmly, as if he was not worried at all about this person being extradited, and then he would not let him go. Shake it all out.”

"So, the most reasonable explanation is that he got rid of the last pot, and the body was thrown into some ancient tomb." Even a person like A Biao is quite upset when he mentions Yu Chengmu's ruthlessness. Uneasy, "I once asked Zhang Junyu secretly about this matter. Zhang Junyu said he didn't know, but he also said that Yu Zhangyan can indeed do such a thing, and he will definitely do it flawlessly."

Jia Jinliang's head felt dizzy from time to time after he was injured. His head hurt badly when he thought about the problem for a long time. He stretched out two fingers and rubbed his temples vigorously, "So... what do you mean?"

"Just wait and see what happens. We have to keep a close eye on the situation. Even if we find key clues later, I suggest hiding some of them just in case." Abiao's thinking was clear.

"Okay, I'll do as you say!" Chengmu's sinister face appeared in Jia Jinliang's mind, and he said viciously: "When we go out this time, Yu Chengmu can't stay. He knows our affairs too much." There are many, and... they are too insidious. If they are not protected, they will betray us one day. If something happens to his master, I suspect it is related to him. "

Seeing Jia Jinliang's painful expression, Abiao stood up and asked: "Boss, you can rest assured that I'm here, it's just your injury..."

"It's okay." Jia Jinliang sighed, tilted his head, stared at the door, and frowned slightly. No one knew what he was thinking.

…

It was completely dawn, and when Fatty Jiangcheng walked out, he found that the remaining people were already waiting for them.

Chen Hao spoke to Yu Chengmu from time to time, and the latter looked sad and echoed in a low voice, without even thinking that he was talking about Zhang Junyu.

Compared to these two people, Jiang Cheng was more curious about Abiao Jia Jinliang's attitude, but these two people were indeed seasoned, and nothing could be seen from their faces.

"Mr. Yu." Jiang Cheng started his daily performance, walked over and grabbed Yu Chengmu's hand, patted the back of the latter's hand gently, and said in a sad tone: "My condolences."

"Little friend Lao Jiang is worried." Yu Chengmu's acting skills are not inferior to Jiang Cheng's, and his voice is a little choked, "It's all my fault. Who knew that such a situation would happen in the mission? I thought the paper man outside... Hey!" Yu Chengmu ended the conversation with a heavy sigh.

Lei Mingyu is a person who doesn't take things too seriously when it comes to making fun, and he has never tolerated this kind of guy who does one thing before and another after another, "Mr. Yu, please forgive me, I think Zhang Junyu will understand you. No matter how hard you are, his spirit in heaven will definitely protect you from leaving here.”

Yu Chengmu sighed slightly, then slowly shook his head, "I am already so old, so what if I can leave? I just pity my two disciples Zhang Jun, Yu and Zhou Qing. They are only so young and have a great life." Keeping them alive, if...if possible, it would be great to use my life to keep the two of them alive. "

Even people like Jiang Cheng couldn't help but be impressed by the shamelessness of this old guy Yu Chengmu. If Zhang Junyu heard these words, he would probably be very angry.

Chen Hao smiled slightly and comforted softly: "It would be great if Mr. Yu has such a heart."

Not far from the Wu family mansion, they bumped into the two villagers they had met before. Needless to say, this was arranged by the village chief.

One of the villagers was squatting on the ground, smoking an old pipe. When he saw them coming from a distance, he quickly stood up, extinguished his pipe and trotted over, "Masters, you have worked hard. The village chief arranged for us to come and take the masters to dinner." ”

Du Moyu stepped forward and patted the villager on the shoulder, and said tentatively: "Don't go to such trouble next time." Turning around, Du Moyu pointed to the door of the Wu family mansion, "See, we live in the mansion. Here, you can just bring the food in tomorrow morning."

The villagers' faces suddenly changed when they heard this, and they couldn't even hold the pipes in their hands steady. Their smiling faces were uglier than crying. "Masters, you're kidding. I'll take you to dinner. Please, please follow me."

After that, he didn't care about Jiang Cheng's reaction and ran to lead the way.

Everyone exchanged glances. It seemed that this Wu family mansion was a forbidden place for the villagers. Except for them and the night watchman who was not sure whether he was a human or a ghost, it seemed that no other living people had ever stepped into the gate of the mansion.

Following the panicked villagers, they came to a remote courtyard. There was a table in the courtyard with a few dishes that were not exquisite.

In the middle was a bamboo basket. When the white cloth covering it was lifted, there were white steamed buns inside.

There was also a black pot. When the lid was lifted, a strong aroma came out. It was actually... stewed chicken. The soup was thick and white, and it looked very tasty.

Since they came to this village, they haven't eaten meat. The fat man swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva in succession, staring at the chicken.

"I'll try it for my brothers first." Lei Mingyu picked up the chopsticks and stretched them over, apparently to tear off a chicken thigh.

Unexpectedly, the next second, another pair of chopsticks hit the back of his hand hard. Lei Mingyu shivered and the chopsticks slipped out of his hand. He covered the back of his hand and stared at Yu Chengmu with angry eyes. It was he who hit him, "What the hell are you doing?"

Yu Chengmu wrapped the chopsticks with cloth and carefully put the chopsticks into the chicken soup. He searched back and forth, his face became more and more gloomy. Finally, he threw the chopsticks and whispered: "There is no head. It's a decapitated chicken."

"It seems... this is the last meal prepared for us." Yu Chengmu straightened up, turned his head, and stared at the two villagers who brought them here with sharp eyes.