An Assassin? Call Me the Master of Raising Prices!

Chapter 323

The drizzle was falling, casting a thin layer of white gauze outside the window. Under the vast night, only a few fluorescent lights were left in the distance, and the world was chaotic and blurry.

Because there was no light, the room was dark. Zhao Juku stood by the window, opened a small crack, and focused on the mansion not far away. The person to be killed in this business was in this mansion.

Because of this, he observed for more than an hour without moving. But unfortunately, apart from seeing the target's appearance clearly, no useful information was obtained.

It seems that we have to find an opportunity to test and clarify key information such as cultivation, in case of sudden situations such as the first-grade becoming a small master when we take action.

After making up his mind, Zhao Ju closed the window, twisted his waist and rubbed his neck, and moved his stiff body. He turned and walked out of the room to call Zhuque, and went downstairs to eat something together to prepare for tonight's test.

At the beginning of the Hai hour, Zhao Ju and Zhuque each held a cup of hot tea and sat by the window drinking leisurely.

A few sips of strong tea dispersed the turbid air in the stomach. Zhao pushed open the window, pointed to the mansion not far away and said, "Let me make it clear to you first. I plan to go in after half an hour to test it out. You stay and watch. Be careful. If you find something wrong, take action immediately! Don't wait until I am beaten half to death before you come late."

"Oh, don't worry. It was an accident at Mingyue Tower!" Zhuque pouted and said awkwardly, "I didn't expect it either. This place is guaranteed..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao interrupted her hurriedly, "Don't promise, I beg you. Every time you promise, I will be the one who gets beaten! The last two times were small masters, don't promise a big master this time."

He was still scared. Recently, no matter what the situation is, he will be the one who gets beaten in the end. Not to mention people, even donkeys can't stand it!

If it weren't for the pearls and jade in front of him, he would doubt whether Zhuque was the enemy of him.

"Hehe." Zhuque turned his head and laughed happily.

Finally, he suppressed his laughter and nodded his head, saying, "Don't worry, Laojiu. The previous ones were all accidents. There will be no problem this time."

"Okay, I'll trust you again." Zhao waved his hand and said helplessly.

Although he said so, Zhao still kept a little caution. There was no way. The psychological shadow left by the previous two times was really a bit big. He didn't want to be beaten half to death again.

If the situation is not normal, run!

Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and made up his mind secretly.

Time flew quickly, and soon it was the hour of the common people. There was a drizzle outside the window, and there was no sign of stopping. Zhao changed into a black dress and a black cloth mask to hide in the night.

Finally, he patted Zhuque's hand and asked, "Keep an eye on it, I beg you, okay?"

"Okay." Zhuque smiled brightly and nodded.

Shaking his head, Zhao said nothing more, opened the window and floated away. He tapped a few steps on the eaves, raised a stream of true energy, and ran the star-chasing and moon-chasing technique, disappearing in the rain.

A street away from the mansion, he stood in the shadow of the corner, gathering the inner energy that was emanating from his body. He adjusted his breath little by little until it was calm, then he exhaled the foul air and disappeared into the darkness along the wall.

Although the straight-line distance to the mansion was very close, Zhao still went around. After all, there was a slight leakage of inner energy, and if the other party was sensitive enough, he could still sense it, so it was safer to go around.

It was naturally not very fast to use only the strength of the feet. When he came to the outer wall of the mansion, his eyelashes were already stained with a little water droplet. He raised his hand to wipe away the mist in front of his eyes, and put his ear against the wall to listen to the movement inside the wall. The footsteps could not be heard in the drizzle, but the sound of dripping water under the eaves was clear.

"Damn, it's really a bit troublesome on rainy days..."

Although he was disgusted, he still had to do what he had to do. Making money, how could it be easy?

He changed his position and continued to put his ear against the wall to listen to the sound coming from inside the wall. After more than half a quarter of an hour, there was no movement inside, so Zhao Jue took two steps back, used the force to jump over the courtyard wall, and landed gently in the courtyard.

It was muddy on rainy days, and it was impossible to fall from a high place without making any sound. So the moment Zhao Jue landed, he tapped his toes lightly and threw himself into the flowers, performing the breath-retaining technique to completely cover up his breath.

As expected, two guards soon ran over, looking around vigilantly.

"What's going on?"

"I seem to hear footsteps landing..."

The two nodded to each other and checked separately. Zhao Jue, who was hiding in the flowers, held the hidden weapon tightly, and his eyes moved back and forth between the two people who were constantly walking. Once exposed, he had to take action.

"I think I heard it wrong, or the footsteps outside the wall were a little heavy..."

"It's good that nothing is wrong, let's go back."

"Let's go, we're all wet in the rain, let's go back and warm up by the fire."

After the two left, Zhao Jue breathed a sigh of relief, put away the hidden weapon and continued to squat in the flowers. He counted the time silently in his heart until the end of the hour of the Ox, when the mansion returned to silence, and then he stood up carefully to observe the surroundings.

He rubbed his legs and feet, which were sore from squatting, and tiptoed to the outside of the yard.

Most of the houses in the mansion were off, and only a few small houses were still flickering with firelight, which should be the location of the guards.

Trying to make as little noise as possible, he bypassed the houses with firelights and walked and stopped to the servants' residence in the front yard.

He used his hands and feet to reduce the sound by sticking to the wall. Although the speed was very slow, he still touched the outside of a house without any danger.

Just like before entering, he put his ear against the wall to listen to the movement inside. Since it was just a test, Zhao was not in a hurry. He was very patient and stuck to the wall, listening without moving, without making any sound.

Counting the time, it was almost the quarter of the hour of the yin. Except for the rhythmic breathing in the house, there was no other sound, and the yard was also very quiet at this time.

It's the best time to attack!

He walked to the window with his body straight, opened the window quietly, and circulated his Qi to get in.

The moment he landed, the person on the bed opened his eyes, and the first few hidden weapons were already in front of him. He didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly circulated his Qi to pull the quilt to block the hidden weapons.

In the dim room, the old woman turned over and got out of bed, staring at Zhao Jue, who was black from head to toe. Just when she was about to ask a question, she saw that Zhao had already retreated to the window.

The purpose of the test has been achieved. The target's cultivation is indeed a first-class, and there is no room for falsehood at the critical moment of life and death.

So, the most important thing now is to get away.

While the old woman was stunned, Zhao Jue threw out several hidden weapons with both hands to lock her movements. He threw out more than a dozen hidden weapons, and with the free time, he circulated the star-chasing and moon-chasing to turn into several afterimages floating out of the window, and turned back to throw out the hidden weapons.

There were continuous footsteps, shouts and other chaotic sounds behind him, and he kept rushing away.

He walked around a few times to make sure no one was following him. After two quarters of an hour, he went back to the mansion. This time, he was not very careful. He alerted the guards after only a few steps and had to turn around and run away.

In more than one or two hours, Zhao came four or five times, but he just disturbed the guards so much that they were exhausted and didn't even approach the front yard.

It wasn't until the sky got slightly brighter that the mansion returned to silence, and Zhao didn't appear again.

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