No. 1 lowered her eyelids slightly: "She is a woman!"

"I didn't give you the right to choose a partner!"

No. 1 lowered his head!

Anyone's life is life! Including women.

His hesitation was not because of pity, but because of identity. For a top killer, killing a woman may be a loss of identity! Because, so far, it has never been the turn to kill a woman.

There is no woman, worthy of the assassin's attack!

They killed all men who were prominent!

What he fears is his own identity and reputation!

The glory of being an assassin!

It's definitely not because of pity for the fragrance and jade.

As long as it is fate, no matter who it is, you can grab it!

"Remember, this woman is not an ordinary person, she is even more terrifying than a thousand men!"

A light suddenly flashed in No. 1's eyes!

Who is a woman who is more terrifying than a thousand men?

He became excited, like a leopard, and suddenly saw a bloody chick.

"The one you want to kill is this woman! After half a month, if you can't bring back her head, you will chop down your head and hand it over to me!"

"yes!"

His voice instantly solidified, without any emotion or hesitation, just an execution machine.

Luo Jia raised his head from a bunch of memorials.

Perhaps because the four trials held publicly these days blocked the mouths of the stubborn old nobles, the memorials they wrote about the temple were gradually reduced.

In front of me, there are normal military information, government affairs and other memorials.

Luo Jia read a few letters and stood up to move. He remembered that it was too late and it was time to go back to the main hall for dinner. He was about to leave when a news came from outside.

Gao Miao went out, took a memorial and unfolded it, and handed it over.

When Luo Jia saw it, his face changed drastically.
Chapter completed!