Chapter 740 I originally just wanted to be a good person
Ba Snake City.
After buying the Hu pen, Ling Zhujun disappeared into the long street, and her figure passed through the roof like a ghost. There was also a mask on her face, a rabbit-shaped mask.
The breath on his body also became colder and colder as it flew by.
The long sword behind his back began to tremble slightly, as if he was speaking.
Ling Zhujun dodged and flew to the top of the God Sacrifice Tower, took out a bamboo leaf in his hand, and blew it gently.
Whoosh!
Four figures appeared out of thin air.
Each of these people, like Ling Zhujun, wears animal masks on their faces.
Lion, tiger, bear, leopard.
"Has it been cleaned up?" Ling Zhujun glanced at the four people and said indifferently.
The little girl in the past has now become a master in her own right, and all the masters of the Ling family bow before her. But she knows that this is not enough, because she has not fully understood the 'innate', and there is a long transition period in between.
.
It is during this 'transitional period' that these monsters and monsters dare to come out and cause trouble.
"All solved."
"Leave no one behind."
Each of the four people talked about their completion status.
"Have you found the den of thieves? The things they stole must be recovered." Ling Zhujun nodded and approved the actions of the four people.
"At the Bar Snake Casino."
The man with the lion mask on his face said an address.
He is responsible for tracking. This time the Ling family was alerted because those secretly guys touched something they shouldn't have touched. It was a secret medicine that was presented to the Ling family's master. It was precisely because of this that the Ling family sent Lord Ling Zhu out.
Deal with this matter.
"Gambling house? No wonder."
Ling Zhujun was a little surprised. She originally thought that those guys would hide in remote ravines like thieves in the past. She didn't expect that they would be so bold and stay in the most crowded place in Bashe City.
"What are you going to do? I don't recommend killing them directly. If these people dare to stay in Bashe City, they must have someone to rely on."
The man wearing the tiger mask spoke. The five of them came out to carry out this mission. Lord Lingzhu was the temporary leader. They only had the right to make suggestions. The final decision was still made by Lord Lingzhu.
"I recommend notification of worship."
"No."
Lord Lingzhu drew out his sword. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, it immediately let out a soft cry, as if in response to its master.
"I alone am enough."
As he spoke, Ling Zhujun's figure flashed and flew towards the Ba She Gambling House like a bird.
It took a while to come out this time.
If you delay it any longer, your husband will be wary.
Ling Zhujun, who was flying by, touched the Hu pen in her arms. It was a gift she brought to her husband.
Government office.
As the county magistrate, Wu Chong was very honest and lived in the government office most of the time. There was a small courtyard behind the government office, and he lived here with Ling Zhujun after he got married.
My father-in-law once hinted that even if there are people behind your back, you must abide by some rules.
He will stay here for at least three years before he can be transferred to other places after three years. If nothing happens, he will be able to enter the center when he is forty years old. If he wants to be a heaven official, he must be fifty years old.
superior.
Discussing seniority is the default rule for everyone. Even the person sitting on the throne cannot break the rule.
If the rules are broken, people will die.
Squeak!
Wu Chong closed the window and returned to the room.
Just now he sensed a breath outside the house, which was very similar to the masked man who plotted against him on the road. It seemed that these people were determined to treat him as a weakling and were planning to use him to deal with Ling Zhujun.
Although I don't know what these people are planning and what kind of trouble Ling Zhujun has encountered, this feeling makes Master Wu a little unhappy.
When did he become a soft persimmon?
"Ling Zhujun's sword-wiping stone and these people want me to exclude Lord Zhu, and then indirectly affect her, causing some irreparable tragedy?"
Although Wu Chong didn't know the overall plan, he could still roughly guess it.
The masked man previously forcibly 'written' a memory into him.
If he were an ordinary person, these memories would become a thorn in his heart, and at a certain key point in the end, they would hurt Ling Zhujun and cause her to fail at a certain time.
"I originally just wanted to be a good person."
After making a rough guess, Master Wu sighed.
He took off his gown, neatly folded the clothes and put them into the cabinet. Ling Zhujun had sewn the clothes for him, and it would be bad if they were torn.
Put on a loose-fitting piece of clothing and dress casually around your body.
Crackling!
The bones of his body twisted for a while, and the power of the 'Yi' level poured into his body along his eyebrows, changing his body in an incredible way. When the breath subsided, a burly man appeared in the room.
"Don't blame me if you deliver it to your door yourself."
After taking a black hood and putting it on his head, Wu Chong slowly walked out of the door.
A layer of aura power appeared around him, isolating his 'existence', and none of the guards outside, including Dai Yong, noticed his presence.
After closing the door, Wu Chong made a slight leap and flew towards the masked man who was watching him outside.
Although it was the first time to use "Yi" as internal force, Master Wu was familiar with the road and adapted to it with a little change.
He has researched all the delusional ways, so it makes sense to use the realm of calligraphy and painting for internal use!
In the dark alley, only one noodle stall was still open.
The watchman's voice came from far away from time to time, urging those who stayed up late to go to bed and rest. Wu Chong's figure fell on the edge of the street like flying catkins, his burly body forming a sharp contrast with his exaggerated lightness.
Martial arts in this world are linked to body shape. Those with such a burly body are basically powerful warriors, while those who are good at lightness skills are basically thin people.
"who!"
Beside the noodle stall, a man in black who was eating noodles suddenly grabbed the knife placed on the table.
How come you were discovered so close?
Master!
He reacted instantly, and the noodle stall owner over there had already run away very familiarly.
The world is like this. Those who dare to go out at night to earn a bowl of noodles have some tricks. At least they are better than ordinary people in terms of saving their lives.
The lanterns were swaying, and as Wu Chong slowly walked in, a sense of oppression came over his face.
"Seeing that it's not easy for you to follow, I took the initiative to come find you." Wu Chong took off the bamboo hat on his head.
I originally thought I would encounter some ambush, but I didn't expect that I would be a weakling.
"It's you?!"
The face of the man eating noodles changed.
Wu Chong's identity was immediately recognized.
Isn’t this body shape change too big?
A question flashed through his mind.
Yin!
The steel knife flashed, and the figure of the noodle-eating man had disappeared. The next moment, the man appeared behind Wu Chong like a flash, and the strike was a sure kill.
The fact that Wu Chong could appear here proved that their previous guesses were wrong.
In this case, any variables may cause great damage to their organization. The best way is to stop the loss in time, kill the person first, and then take him back to complete the task.