An Assassin? Call Me the Master of Raising Prices!

Chapter 230 Misalignment

Although there was a teasing tone, it still didn't sound very comfortable.

But Zhao Jue agreed with this attitude. Ding is Ding and Mao is Mao. Let's talk about the money first, so as not to affect the relationship.

Finally found someone who is similar to himself.

After taking the money, the two did not stay for long. Just a blink of an eye, they disappeared.

Liuzhi stood beside Zhao Jue with his hands behind his back. The two did not say anything for a while, just standing quietly.

After hesitating for a moment, Liuzhi asked: "What are you going to do in the future?"

"What else can I do? Let's take it one step at a time."

Zhao Jue was a little indifferent, staring at the corpse on the ground thoughtfully.

If Yuheng didn't lie, there were at least thirty-seven people in this organization. I killed two in the capital, two in the villa, and nine today.

Add up to thirteen.

So many people died in my hands, will they let me go? I can't think with my toes!

And I have been exposed, but the other party has not shown up much. At least, I haven't seen Fu Guang and Wang Shu, who represent the top level.

In other words, I am still in the open, and the other party is in the dark. Basically, the danger has not disappeared, but has intensified.

Fortunately, I know the key information: the other party seems to care about the Bu Tian Bao Jing.

That is to say, although my idea of ​​catching them all in one fell swoop has failed, there is still a chance.

I just don't know if this rash action will make the other party hide and never show up again.

If that's the case, all the efforts in this month have not achieved the expected results.

Zhao Ju was lost in thought, and Liu Zhi didn't disturb him. Until Zhao Ju's expression changed.

Then he asked curiously: "The matter has become so big, can we safely end it by taking one step at a time?"

"I don't know." Zhao Ju himself was not sure.

Liu Zhi asked about the Bu Tian Bao Jing that has been making a lot of noise recently. And Zhao Ju meant those people that Yu Heng mentioned.

Both of them misunderstood each other's meaning, but neither of them knew. They still chatted with their own thoughts.

"If this matter is not properly concluded, people will die!" Liuzhi advised worriedly.

Death? Zhao nodded. Not to mention the conclusion, even if you are not careful, people will die.

So he was not worried. The two sides were already on opposite sides. Either I kill you or you kill me. There is no peaceful solution at present.

So he smiled and said, "It's nothing. Many people die every day. It's not a big deal."

"That's true." Liuzhi agreed.

Then he asked, "What are you going to do next? Wait?"

After thinking about it, Zhao smiled bitterly, "You can only wait. There is no chance now."

"Wait until more people die, there will be some chance."

Liuzhi nodded in agreement. In his heart, although the Grand Master and the Junior Master have appeared now, it is indeed not the right time.

If the news is released now, there will be no Tianbao Sutra at all. It will not end this farce, but it will be useless because of the insignificance of the person.

"Will you stay in Jiangnan?" Liuzhi asked.

"Well, there is no way..." Zhao nodded.

In the drizzle, the two stood side by side, and finally they fell silent.

"Are you going back to Shu?"

"Well, the situation in Shu is uncertain, and it's the time when people like us are needed." Liuzhi said very easily.

"Take care." Zhao Jue said goodbye lightly without looking away.

"You too."

As soon as the voice fell, Liuzhi's figure had disappeared, leaving only a faint echo, wandering in the woods.

Everything was silent, and Zhao Jue slowly picked up the half-broken mask of Yuheng in the mud and water and put it into the space.

Then he searched for other corpses, focusing on the mouth and the nails.

He opened the mouth and touched the teeth one by one. Strangely, he didn't find anything abnormal.

"Is it not in the mouth?"

With a strange mood, he checked the nails of the nine corpses, and found nothing.

This made him very confused. It was not in the mouth, nor in the nails. And Yuheng didn't do anything else before he took action. Could it be that he took poison before coming?

That's not right. Before leaving the city, I was a cicada and they were mantises. Is it worth fighting for life for a sure win?

Isn't this a waste of time!

Could it be that he took poison first and came back to take the antidote after the matter was over? And during this period of time, the poison happened to take effect.

Zhao Jue couldn't help but sigh about his own idea, "If that's the case, it's too cruel. It's even more powerful than me, a cow and a horse!"

Looking at Yuheng's body on the ground, Zhao Jue couldn't help but curl his lips, "I hope you took the poison yourself..."

After putting Yuheng's body into the space, Zhao Jue touched the other eight bodies.

Only Yuheng took the poison among the nine people, and the poison of the other eight people must still be on their bodies.

There is no reason to give it to Yuheng alone, but the others are very relieved. No.

Unfortunately, Zhao Jue searched once and still found nothing.

He had no choice but to put the other eight bodies into the space.

Alas, poor space, it was almost a morgue in Zhao Jue's hands.

Since he had collected the bodies, there was no reason not to collect the masks. He simply picked up the masks that were broken into pieces or split in the middle.

He threw them into the space one by one.

When he picked up the sixth mask, he suddenly felt a bulge under the nose of the mask.

He was overjoyed and quickly turned the mask over and looked at it in the weak moonlight.

Sure enough, I saw a small ball with a wax seal embedded in it. It was the size of an insect egg and was completely black.

It seems that this is the poison Yu Heng took. After putting the mask into the space, he smiled and bent down to pick up the last mask.

Then, at the foot of his feet, the zhenqi circulated and headed toward Bianzhou City.

Although we didn't catch them all tonight, the harvest was still considerable.

At least, know the whole picture of the other party's organization and their purpose of coming to Jiangnan.

If Yu Heng hadn’t lied.

...

Jinyiwei Yamen in Beijing.

Lu Wenyu rarely drank tea leisurely, but instead tapped the table with a sad look on his face.

On the table, there were two pieces of paper filled with writing. Lu Wenyu had read it three times, but his brows still remained unchanged.

The letter was from Suzaku, and it was a direct express trip of 800 miles. The letter stated two things. One was that Zhao was assassinated for unknown reasons and the identity of the person who carried out the assassination was unknown, but Zhao was fine. The other was that Master Jinghui appeared in Jiangnan with unknown intentions.

What worried Lu Wenyu was the second thing.

Although he has never fought against Jing Hui, his cultivation as a Grandmaster cannot be faked.

Didn't you expect that in just a few days, the Grand Master couldn't bear it anymore? Or are you worried that Buddhism has not produced any talented disciples in recent years, and the great master has no successor?

He couldn't understand, but in his memory, Jinyiwei had not killed many Buddhist disciples in recent years, especially those from Jingqing Temple.

But Jingqing'an was the first to be unable to sit still. Is there some secret that I didn't know about?

It seems like we have to go to Bianzhou.

Lu Wenyu sighed and shouted to the door.

"Come here, prepare the sedan!"

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