What's going on!

The middle-aged man completely doesn’t understand the current situation!

The fake nephew in front of him had his legs and feet chopped off, and then the jailers put a knife on his neck.

Looking at the young man lying on the ground like a maggot, the middle-aged man no longer knew what to say at this time.

"Why?"

The maggot-like boy on the ground asked his own question.

"What do you think?"

The leading jailer asked the young man, who was lying on the ground, covering the stab wounds on his body: "Huh, you are indeed cruel and evil. I read it right, but I didn't expect you to attack me so early."

"And even if you kill me, you won't be in trouble."

The leading jailer crossed his arms and sneered: "Don't say that, everyone has to die one day, it's just a matter of time, and besides, we won't run away, hahaha"

“The power of organization is beyond your imagination”

The leading jailer said with a dark face: "Why do I remember that not many people were arrested by Emperor Mingzun of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Besides, if that doesn't work, all we have to do is kneel down at the gate of the palace and surrender."

The young man looked unbelievable: "How dare you do this?"

The jailer spread his hands: "There's nothing to be afraid of. After all, we are all childless outlaws. We collect money to do things. There's nothing we can't do to survive."

"It's a waste of time to talk so much. Look, it's getting late today. You should get on your way early."

The young man continued to struggle: "No, I have money to buy my life."

The leading jailer thought for a while: "Okay, but we have to see how much."

"100 gold coins"

The jailer's face showed his persistence: "This little money is not enough for me."

"500"

"Pull him down, you can die."

"No, no, 1000, how about 1000"

Heng Dao Man in his hand slowed down: "Can we consider this number as 12? You said put the money there and take it out for us?"

“At the Royal Bank”

The horizontal knife was hung on the opponent's neck, and the jailer said fiercely to the young man on the ground: "You are tired of living, are you kidding us?"

The young man rolled his eyes at him: "You are stupid. If I don't put that much money in the Royal Bank, how can I put it in those aristocratic families and our own banks? It will be hacked in the blink of an eye."

"That's the same principle. Take out your access certificate."

The young man continued to roll his eyes: "If I give it to you now, I will be dead. You will send people to follow me. I will run away after taking the things. How about you taking the money?"

The jailer took the lead and looked at his subordinates: "Okay, that's it. You two hold him and follow me, and the rest of you will kill these two people."

"yes, Sir"

The leading jailer asked his two subordinates to carry the young man out. After walking out of the courtyard, he turned around and closed the door. Before taking two steps, he heard the faint shouts of a man and a woman, and then there was no movement.

Guru

Swallowing, the young man limped along.

Walking through the streets with injuries, the young man's face became increasingly pale and weak. After walking for half an hour, the young man suddenly fell to the ground, breathing heavily: "Can you please treat the injury?"

The leading jailer ridiculed him: "What kind of injury are you treating? Sooner or later, you will die."

"Asshole, you have no intention of letting me go"

"You can't say that. It depends on your sincerity. How can we be sure whether you want to lead us into an ambush? You and I know what kind of people we all are."

The pale boy gritted his teeth and stared at the opponent with resentful eyes: If he had a chance, he would definitely kill this bastard, but he was obviously not someone who relied on force to win. He had always relied on his intelligence to take responsibility, but he didn't expect the result.

This time I miscalculated a bit, and the organization that lacked personnel was willing to kill him.

It is true that God is not as good as God in telling a hundred secrets, but there will always be some omissions. This negligence on my part will be fatal.

He tore his clothes into several strips of cloth, tied up his stab wounds, and struggled to stand up: "It's bad luck for me, let's go."

The four people continued to walk forward, and the sound of watchmen could be heard beside them.

"Close the doors and windows to prevent thieves and thefts at midnight"

Dangdang

"Close the doors and windows to prevent thieves and thefts at midnight"

Dangdang

"Close the doors and windows to prevent thieves and thefts at midnight"

Sound from far to near

The four people stopped and stood in the alley, waiting for the night watch to pass.

The young man's eyes were running wildly, trying to find an opportunity: If the watchman was in his 30s, strong, with a weapon on his waist, and could run out on his own, he might be able to use him to stop these three people.

After a short while, this guy can escape through the complicated and intricate alleys of the South District.

When he was passing by at midnight, he saw that the person coming was an old man in his forties or fifties, and gave up his thoughts.

He is a little older, and although he looks strong, the gap between the three desperadoes around him is too big, and he cannot delay himself for any time, and he cannot run away.

I feel a little disappointed

The leading jailer hit the young man with his cross sword and said, "Don't even think about running away. If you dare to run around, I will kill you with one blow."

"Don't worry, I don't want to die. I finally got here, but you have to let me go if you want to ensure that you get the money."

"It depends on my mood"

"hateful"

(〃＞ dishes＜)

The young man gritted his teeth and stared at the leading jailer: "I have been around for so long, and apart from my father-killing enemy, you are the second person I want to kill most."

"An unpleasant name is just like those birds raised by nobles. Apart from their appearance, they are of no use."

Faced with the jailer's ridicule, the young man retorted angrily: "I got this good one based on my ability, and it's just you low-level members, hum."

(^)

The leading jailer continued to taunt him: "You're a low-level person. I'll kill a loser like you with one knife. Parrot is just like the other losers who died."

"Who died"

"Oh, you don't know yet, but the traitor Mandrill has been chopped down by my brothers."

Mandrill~!

Yingge's eyes narrowed. He knew that he heard that Yingge was also a ruthless person. After the incident was exposed, the organization failed to assassinate him. His survival leaked a lot of information about the organization and threatened the identity of the four protectors Qinglong.

Yingge's eyes rolled around: "Brother, let's talk about it. You see, I am good and I have a title in the organization. There is no problem with the strategy. You all get paid to do things. How about we cooperate?"

"Bah, do you think I'm stupid? Leave quickly and don't play so many tricks on me. Otherwise, I won't give up the money and I'll end up with you now."

With the horizontal knife pressed against his waist, Ying Ge cursed the three people in his mind while continuing to walk ahead. After walking for an hour, he finally came to a safe house where he hid his money.

The place where he has the most money is the most reliable escape route he has left. Now that he is here, if the other party refuses to let him go after taking the money, he can only use his last resort.

At the door of the safe house, Yingge pointed to the room where his money was hidden: "It's under the first window sill on the right after entering the door. You can go and get it."

"No, you go get it"
Chapter completed!