Chapter 94: Go to Zhaoyu and Keep Talking Tough

Zhao, who accidentally sensed a faint murderous aura, sat up straight almost instantly, holding the armrests of the chair with both hands, and drank quietly.

"The Fairy's long hair is smooth and delicate, how do you maintain it?" Zhao Jue still skillfully pinched the hair of the girl in his arms and asked with interest.

The girl raised her head in surprise, as if she didn't expect Zhao to ask such a question. She thought for a while before answering, "I don't have any special care for you, I just wash it more carefully."

After saying that, the girl smiled and smoothed down the long hair that was messed up by Zhao Ji. After pouring Zhao Ji a glass of wine, she blinked and looked at Zhao Ji. Of course Zhao was not talking about his hair, he just wanted to find a way to talk, otherwise it would be difficult to speak. As for what the girl said, she still had an indifferent attitude. Just listening to the soft voice, her hands unconsciously touched the long hair on her back.

"I see, it's all about being attentive, isn't it? You've been taught a lesson. Let's go down and refill the pot of wine. I want to enjoy the breeze alone."

Of course the girl who had been in Nuanxiang Pavilion for a long time understood the meaning of Zhao Jiu's words, she curled her lips and walked out of the room with her skirt in hand. Zhao closed his eyes and waited for the door to close before walking to the window and opening it, squinting to admire the night in the drizzle outside the window.

The murderous aura is not strong, and he doesn't seem to be a veteran, otherwise he wouldn't be so stupid that he can't even control the murderous aura, and it would actually overflow in a place like this. It seems that there is a high probability that they are in the same group. Killing people in brothels is very creative.

Thinking about Zhao, he took back his energy. It was none of his business anyway. He could live longer by meddling less. Just when I was thinking about it, I couldn't help but put myself into it. If I were in a place like this, what would I do? What about the escape route? How much is this person worth?

Damn it, it’s really a loss for the employer if you don’t contact me. Look at me, just one word: professional!

Just as she was immersed in her own world and couldn't extricate herself, the girl pushed open the door and walked in. She put the wine bottle on the table. When she saw Zhao, who was wearing her handbags behind her back, she reminded him.

"Sir, the wine has been put down for you."

Just as he was about to leave, Zhao turned around and asked, "Fairy, what is this?"

"Didn't Master let me go?"

Zhao turned around at the window, wondering, when did he let her go? I didn't say it! That’s the literal meaning, don’t make blind guesses!

Is there any reason to let the girl go if it's the nature of going to a brothel, without asking for anything? Then my money was not wasted? This is not possible, where is the hard-earned money!

"Stay, stay, I'm just thirsty, I'm not a eunuch..."

The girl covered her mouth and smiled. She swayed her waist and came forward to help Zhao Jiu sit down. She poured a glass of wine and raised it to Zhao Jiu's mouth. Zhao was in a good mood, so he took the wine glass and drank some oil along the way. He lay against the back of the chair, his hands were not very trustworthy, he put his arms around the girl's waist, walked up and down, and teased the girl with a smile.

After drinking a bottle of wine, Zhao followed Li Yizhen's footsteps and led the girl to the room, blowing out the candles by the way. Fighting at night is not our hobby.

The rain outside the window gradually stopped, but there was still a slight autumn breeze, and the Nuanxiang Pavilion shone with firelight in the dark night. The footsteps of the boy in the building kept coming. From a distance, it sounded like Nuanxiang Pavilion was doing good business, but the slight footsteps were mixed with some different sounds.

The night is getting darker and dark clouds cover the moon. A "bang" sound came from the distant Nuanxiang Pavilion, waking up many people in the building.

"哐"

"Who are you? How dare you assassinate me!"

"court death!"

The sound in the Nuanxiang attic was especially clear, echoing in the corridor. The moment Zhao heard the sound on the bed in the room, he hurriedly sat up, opened the curtain, put on his pajamas and walked out.

"Fuck! This bitch is a killer? A novice is a novice, can you be more professional? Assassination or formation breaking? Do you want to play King Qin's formation breaking music for you?" Zhao was cursing while tying his clothes, what a fool, Can't you just find a professional? If you really can't do it, come to me. The price is not expensive. I just want to add money if you like. It's not a big deal.

While he was cursing, there was a sound of fighting outside the door, followed by the sound of tables and shelves falling to the ground, and the sound of the wooden door breaking, echoing with the sound of the wind.

Dressed neatly, Zhao couldn't wait to open the door. He wanted to see which of his colleagues could be so amateur. It was a disgrace to this industry.

As soon as I opened the door and before I leaned out, a voice came from far away. A young man was running in confusion. He looked back from time to time. The clothes on his left arm had been torn, and a long stab wound hung on it. There was blood along the edge. Drops fell to the ground from his arms.

Li Yizhen next door also opened the door at this time. She was not fully clothed and her chest and arms were exposed. Even her hair was not tied up. It was draped messily on her shoulders. She looked around, smiled at Zhao and said, "Brother, you are not interested at all. Hahaha."

Zhao, who was leaning on the threshold, stared at the young man and joked, "It's so noisy that I can't even sleep, let alone my interest. It's unlucky, it's really unlucky."

The two of them laughed without caring about their image. They could watch a movie in a brothel. It was wonderful to have two happiness for one price. Maybe it was because the two of them were chatting and laughing too loudly, or maybe their leisurely look was too special. Anyway, after dodging a knife, the young man staggered towards the direction of Zhao and the two of them.

The young man ran a few steps, and there happened to be a candle lit next to him. The light was good. When Li Yizhen saw the young man's face, he couldn't help but be surprised and said, "This...isn't this Wang Liqing from Dali Temple? Someone is spending money when he is bored." Kill him and learn a lot."

Hearing this, Zhao was surprised when Wang Liqing's voice sounded, "Little Marquis, help me, those two assassins are barbarians, barbarians!"

As he was speaking, Wang Liqing lost his footing and fell to the ground. The two assassins behind him were chasing after him. Their knives had been raised, and their eyes were fierce, as if they wanted to cut Wang Liqing into pieces on the ground.

"It's broken. This kid is very good at dragging people into trouble. Now I can't help but save him. Brother, be careful. I'll be right back."

Before Li Yizhen could react, Zhao stepped hard with his foot, his true energy exploded, and he rushed towards Wang Liqing. The true energy arrived before the person arrived, and the majestic true energy poured out without restraint. The flames of the surrounding candles were instantly extinguished by the true energy, and the two assassins were also knocked back a few steps.

Before the two of them could recover, Zhao had already grabbed his neck with both hands. The two of them wanted to struggle to take action, but were suppressed by Zhao's true energy and could not move.

"Dog..." The assassin on the right struggled and stubbornly wanted to raise his hand, but Zhao simply increased his strength, contracted his fingers inward, and then pulled it to the side, strangled the man's neck, and pushed it to the side. Throw it away, and it's already dead before it hits the ground.

Behind him, Li Yizhen hurriedly shouted, "Brother, leave one alive, otherwise we won't be able to explain!"

When Zhao heard this, he didn't kill another assassin. He clicked several places with his fingers to seal the large points around the man's body. As soon as the man made a move in his mouth, Zhao already pressed his hand firmly on his mouth, and with just a little force, he removed his lower jaw. He put his fingers into the assassin's mouth, explored it, took out a pill from under his tongue, and held it between his eyes.

"You can't die. If you die, I will have to bear some of the blame, and those censors will not save you."

"It's okay. There are plenty of opportunities to seek death in Zhao Prison."

After taking care of the assassin, Zhao slowly let go and let the man collapse to the ground. He put his hand on Wang Liqing's head on the ground and gave him a trace of vitality. As for whether Wang Liqing would die, that was not something Zhao could decide.

After everything was done, he turned around and called the boy, saying, "Go to Zhao Prison and call for someone."

Seeing someone walking towards the door of Nuanxiang Pavilion, Zhao raised his voice and shouted.

"Jinyiwei is doing business. If you dare to walk out of this door, don't blame me for being rude!"