Busan couldn't help but hesitate.
The goal inside should be to discover them.
But why didn't there be any movement?
Is it because of fear or nothing?
They have been in this industry for a long time and have always had their own judgment on the tasks. Killers who are not judged can't survive at all.
Generally speaking, the more valuable the target, the harder it is to kill.
This one hundred thousand taels should be more troublesome than the last time that they led the team to kill the eighty thousand taels.
The 80,000 taels have not yet finished yet. It’s inappropriate. The two of them brought the top killer in the first 20th grade. They set up an ambush in advance, and they made people run away.
He and Bu Si received the task temporarily, but they did not make any preparations. They wanted to find reinforcements, but they would take at least two and a half days to arrive. Is it really appropriate to start now?
From the first day they became killers, countless seniors used bloody lessons to tell them a truth that killers must not be exposed to their targets before taking action.
Any exposed killer is equivalent to having one foot stepped into the gate of the underworld.
If you need killers of their level to be dispatched, each target will not be a simple person. How can you kill it?
The more you think about it, the hesitation the more you think.
Busi was very impatient.
The sound of talking in the room was endless.
Gu Xiang began to talk about another section of "Kaifeng Detective Notes".
The story tells that a strange case occurred in the Daxiangguo Temple in Tokyo.
Zhao Yuchen and Chongjiu were invited to Daxiangguo Temple to taste the vegetarian food cooked by Zen Master HP.
"Zhao Yuchen saw the spinach soup with clear soup, and the clear soup was shiny with a hint of golden color. It was sweet in the mouth. In terms of deliciousness, it was far better than chicken soup, and it was a little more refreshing than chicken soup. The green spinach was brightly colored as if it was raw. When you bite it, it was very crispy, and a fresh and sweet juice gushed out..."
The old dog swallowed several saliva.
Busan and Bussi couldn't help but touch their stomachs. It was obvious that they had just eaten steamed buns and were a little hungry again at this moment.
"Zhao Yuchen laughed and said, "Master HP's soup is first-class. Over the years, I have eaten a pork belly chicken in Shouling, which is comparable. If you want to say that this pork belly chicken has a very crispy taste, the chicken is tender and smooth, and it melts in your mouth. The soup base is even more rich and sweet, which is hard to describe."
“‘Amitabha’, ‘Amitabha’ Master HP called out several Buddha’s yells.”
I could clearly hear my stomach roaring.
He wanted to recite Amitabha Buddha with it.
Busan narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Anyway, it has been exposed. Regardless of whether she has a trump card or not, you are good at ranged attacks, so try it first."
Bu Si frowned, tightened the dart that had been pinching in his hand and loosened it, and shook his head: "I'll do it when she finishes telling it. I want to listen to the follow-up of the story, and I want to hear how these dishes are cooked."
No three: "…"
At this moment, Gu Xiang finished talking about the tempting food and continued to tell the story of the case.
Zhao Yuchen, Chongjiu, and several other guests had dinner with the monks who accompanied the Daxiangguo Temple. Halfway through the meal, one of them, Zhang, the top scholar who had just passed the exam, suddenly pointed to the bowl of soup with spinach and shouted: "It's poisonous!"
He fell down immediately, his face turned blue and his lips were black, and he was obviously very poisoned.
All the guests and the monks were shocked and rushed over to save the people.
Zhao Yuchen also stepped forward to check the condition of the top scorer Zhang and found that he was dead. He did die of poisoning. The poison attacked very quickly, causing people to fall to the ground and die.
Everyone was frightened immediately. Everyone ate the same food. Although the soup of spinach on the soup was made of vegetarian dishes, it was extremely delicious. Everyone wanted to take the pot over directly, and everyone drank at least two bowls...
Gu Xiang's ability to tell stories has been trained very skillfully in the Yongyi Army. At this time, a story is very exciting and exciting.
The old dog in the room was fascinated by it.
Even Old Man Sun, who was so uncomfortable that he was almost fainted, and his unlucky accomplices, felt that his attention was involuntarily shifted to the story, and the difficulty he felt was reduced a little.
Perhaps it may be that they are lying on the floor of the main hall, and at least they can stretch their limbs, unlike in the kitchen, where they are crowded together like a stack of arhats.
It can be memorable to listen to it without being irrelevant.
But Bu Si is just trying to listen to the story, but Bu San is getting more and more unsure in his heart.
Gu Xiang opened the window open openly, and the situation in the main hall was unprepared to them.
Busan is confused in his heart.
Everyone found that there was a killer peeping. They were either frightened and panicked, or rushed out in anger and fought desperately. He had never seen such a type as Gu Xiang who wanted to open the window, but he wanted to open the window, without changing his face and his heart was not beating.
He had never heard his predecessors talk about such a person.
It is difficult to do as a killer, and it requires experience, but with experience, people usually get older, their hands will tremble and their skills will slow down.
As long as they slow down, they will die.
When I was young, I was good at being good at it, and I seemed to be afraid of nothing, but I was inexperienced and could easily make mistakes.
As long as they make mistakes, they will die.
After all, as long as you become a killer, you will die, just a little earlier or later.
In order to die later, Busanyi always likes to tell stories to the seniors who live by the Nine Deaths. Their lives are the best treasure book of survival.
Busan took a deep breath and stared at Gu Xiang sitting in front of the window. Her body was slender and her bones looked soft. It seemed that a little force could cut off her beautiful neck.
You can’t think anymore. Master said that once you start hesitating, don’t think anymore. Make a decision immediately, take action, or withdraw it based on your instinct.
I thought of 100,000 taels of silver. For these 100,000 taels of rice, the two of them could share 70,000, with an average of 35,000 per person.
How many lives can you buy for 35,000 taels of silver?
Even if this Gu Xiang has excellent martial arts, he still has a backup plan...
"No, do it!"
But Bu Si frowned, waved his hand gently to avoid Bu San's hint, and muttered: "Kill people in full view of everyone? If it were me, there were forty-seven ways to poison without traces. Who was the murderer? Which method was used?"
"Using poisoning means, you must be a weaker person than Zhang. Zhang is just a weak scholar, that murderer..."
Not three: “…hehe.”
Gu Xiang held his cheek and continued to tell the story, his heart trembled three times.
Back then, Zhuge Liang used the empty city plan, so he wasn't afraid?
A quarter of an hour later, Busi finally heard the result of this section story with satisfaction.
Zhang had a grudge with the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple. After talking to his friend Du, the two decided to let the old abbot look ugly by drinking.
Du got some medicines that can make the skin look blue and white and the lips turn black in a short period of time, but taking the dosage will never affect your health.
Zhang bought a few live chickens and ducks and tried them twice. It worked, and there was no real toxin. After eating them, the chickens and ducks still jumped around again.
So at today's banquet, Zhang took medicine himself and pretended to be poisoned.
When he was shouting that he was poisoned, he was actually safe.
Chapter completed!