Chapter 44: The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful with candles!
After Zhao Zheng returned to the inn at night, there was no more trouble all night. By the next morning, he got up early because of his excitement. It was still dark at this time, and Shen Luoxia and Li Zhenzhen were still sleeping soundly in the room. The streets were silent, with only the morning breeze blowing the fallen leaves.
Zhao Zheng felt that it would take some time for Shen Luoxia and Li Zhenzhen to get up, and his heart began to move and ripples appeared. He wanted to go see Ma An early and hear Ma An's decision. It had been a long night now. Ma An should have already made his decision.
With this idea, Zhao Zheng could no longer sit still, so he called the waiter in the store, paid a fare, and asked the waiter to drive him to Ma An's house in the inn's carriage.
Zhao Zheng told the waiter to stay on the road and wait for him. He got out of the car and walked along the dry, cold dirt road to Ma An's house and knocked on the door.
The person who opened the door was Ma An. His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was depressed. It seemed that he had not slept all night. After he opened the door, he looked at Zhao Zheng, then avoided his gaze, stepped aside and asked Zhao Zheng to come in. .
After closing the door, Zhao Zheng entered the small courtyard filled with half-finished bamboo baskets. He lowered his voice and asked straight to the point: "Have you made your decision? Should you do it or not?"
Ma An was limping forward. Hearing this, he stopped and slowly lowered his head. After hesitating for a while, he said apologetically: "Master...I'm sorry, I let you down."
"You, you won't do it?" Zhao Zheng turned around and looked at Ma An in shock. He thought that Ma An would definitely agree to this because he had a grudge against Qian Chong, but he didn't expect that something went wrong.
"Sir, I'm sorry..."
"I'm not here to hear your apology." Zhao Zheng said with consternation.
"Sir, you should find someone else to do this. I won't do it." Ma An lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhao Zheng's aggressive gaze.
"I want to know why. Are you afraid that poisonous wine will cause problems?"
"No, I have already tested the poisonous wine. After the chicken drank it, he did not suffer much after a night, and he is still alive and well. I believe that this poisonous wine is indeed poisonous."
"If that's the case, then why don't you help me give the poisoned wine to Qian Chong?" Zhao Zheng was so angry that his eyebrows stood up and he wanted to grab Ma An's collar. Obviously all the links were cleared, but he didn't expect that Ma An was here. Something went wrong in the most important link.
"Because...because I'm afraid..."
"Fear?"
"I was afraid of seeing Qian Chong. When I thought of taking the poisoned wine to him, my heart was beating like a drum, I was sweating all over, my legs were shaking, and I couldn't even take a step. If I were asked to deliver the poisoned wine to Qian Chong, I would be frightened out of my wits." Ma An said with a bitter look on his face, and replied submissively.
"What kind of bullshit reason is this?" Zhao Zheng heard the situation and raised his voice a little louder. Knowing that he had made a mistake, he lowered his voice again and said comfortingly, "I can give you one more night to adjust and wait for you. After you have enough courage, you can give the poisoned wine to Qian Chong. We still have enough time, so there is no need to rush."
"No, sir, no matter how much time you give me, I don't have the courage to do this. You'd better find someone else." Ma An saluted Zhao Zheng and took out the banknote Zhao Zheng had given him. Come out and return it with both hands.
Zhao Zheng didn't even look at the bank note. He stared at Ma An with squinted eyes and asked: "Are you really unwilling to do this for me? Don't you want to find money for revenge? Don't forget who broke your leg a few days ago.
Oh my God, who trampled your bamboo basket to pieces? I think this is not all the bullying you have suffered over the years, right?"
"You're right, I really want to kill Qian Chong, but I really can't do it..." Ma An pushed the banknote towards Zhao Zheng.
Zhao Zheng was in a bad mood. He flicked his hand and blocked the banknote. He frowned and said, "We are not talking about money now. Don't wave the banknote around in front of my eyes."
"But I can't help the young master, so how can I have the nerve to keep this money?" Ma An said embarrassedly.
"This money is not for you, it is for your daughter. With this money, your family will be better off. Don't let a child as young as her do rough work again." Zhao Zheng glared at Ma An angrily.
, asked without giving up, "Are you really unwilling to help me?"
"It's not that I don't help, it's just that I can't do it."
Zhao Zheng stared at Ma An for a long time, but Ma An just lowered his head and did not look at him. He sighed helplessly and said: "You spent one night making this decision, I guess I can't do it in just a few words."
I can’t persuade you to change your mind. In this case, let’s forget about it.”
"Young Master, I'm sorry for you, please find someone else to give the poisoned wine to Qian Chong." Ma An said apologetically.
"What the heck am I looking for? Do you think anyone can do this? The most suitable candidate now is you. You and Qian Chong have known each other for many years. You will not arouse suspicion when you deliver the wine to him. Wait for him to drink.
After drinking, I cut off his head that night and killed him. If he died from a heavy blow, the boss would not suspect that someone had poisoned him, let alone trace the source of Qian Chong's food. This way,
This avoids the exposure of the fact that Qian Chong drank poisonous wine. If you don’t investigate and you keep secret, the matter will fall into obscurity and no one will ever know about it. Do you understand now? This matter can only be decided by you.
If I use someone else to do it, I can't trust anyone else. If I use someone else to do it, even if I don't investigate the drinking problem, that person may confess the matter, and then I'll be in trouble."
"But...but...I..." Ma An hesitated, obviously still afraid to deliver the poisoned wine.
Zhao Zheng sighed softly, flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked towards the courtyard door, saying without looking back: "Forget it, I'll leave the poisonous wine for you. Whether you do it or not, I will do it tonight. You
Just figure it out yourself."
"Sir, didn't you say that if he didn't drink the poisoned wine, you were only 50% sure?" Ma An chased after him and said worriedly.
"If a pregnant woman is worried that there will be something wrong with the child she gives birth to, shouldn't she not give birth? There are so many foolproof things in the world. As the saying goes, whatever you plan for is up to you, so as long as you have the opportunity, you should do it." Zhao Zhengting
Stepped down.
"In this case, I can only wish you all the best, Master."
Zhao Zheng became angry when he heard this. He knew that no matter how much he tried to persuade Ma An, it would be useless, so he simply said angrily: "Ma An, do you know why I want to kill Qian Chong?"
"Young master is here to punish traitors and eradicate evil, and to do justice for heaven."
"Actually, there are two reasons why I want to kill him. First, I have a grudge against him just like you. Second, I don't want anyone else to have their legs broken by him like you." After Zhao Zheng finished speaking, he pushed away.
He opened the courtyard gate, threw up his sleeves and left.
Ma An was left alone in the hospital. He slowly lowered his head and took a look at his crippled left foot. The scene where Qian Chong led others to break his left foot came to mind, and he could still see it clearly, including the insults, ridicules, and tragic scenes. The screams mixed together and reverberated in his mind. A sharp pain spread in his heart, like a vine, extending to every inch of his nerves.
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Zhao Zheng came in good spirits but returned in disillusionment. He returned to the inn in a carriage in a dull mood. At this time, both Shen Luoxia and Li Zhenzhen had woken up and had eaten half of their meals. Zhao Zheng joined them halfway and ate with them. During the dinner, he said She couldn't stay still in the morning and went out for a walk. Shen Luoxia was not suspicious about this and continued to talk and laugh with Li Zhenzhen.
While Zhao was eating, he was thinking a lot. There was actually more than one choice before him. He could temporarily give up the matter of killing money and wait for a few months or even a year and a half until his strength increased to the point where he could easily After killing Qian Chong easily, he can then take action; he can also confess the matter to Shen Luoxia and ask Shen Luoxia for help. If he does this, he doesn't even have to do it himself, he can just stand aside and watch. play.
However, these choices are not what he wants. His only thought now is to use the shortest possible time to personally send the money to hell.
His idea was very strong and decisive, as hard to shake as a rock.
He has put in so much effort to improve his strength and spent so much thought and careful planning to get to this point. Now he is a bow with the string fully drawn. The arrow is on the string and he has to shoot! Even if there is a problem in one link , he still has to do it!
With such determination, he spent the day and waited until night. Shen Luoxia originally wanted to take him to the brothel to listen to Miss Haitang playing the piano, but he turned him away, claiming that he was a little sleepy. She wanted to rest early. Shen Luoxia did not force it and went with Li Zhenzhen. They would not come back until midnight, which gave Zhao Zheng enough time.
Zhao Zheng sat cross-legged on the bed alone, closing his eyes and concentrating. The table was lit with an oil lamp, and the light illuminated most of the room, and also illuminated his calm face. His expression was calm, but his breathing was rapid and his heartbeat was fast. . He tried his best to calm down, but as the night deepened, the fire in his heart became more and more intense.
He is going to kill someone tonight. As long as it is killing someone, it is not something that can make people calm down, no matter who the person he wants to kill is.
He has never killed anyone, and he doesn't know whether he should be calmer or more excited in this situation. If he is calmer, he can make a calm judgment. If he is more excited, he can make his moves more cruel and cruel. Practicing small grappling skills is a martial art that requires ruthless force. It can break people's bones and bones, break people's backbones, and it all requires ruthless hands.
In the end, he couldn't hold back the excitement anymore and could only let the emotions run wild in his mind. He didn't move at all, but his skin became hot and red inch by inch. He still It was the first time he experienced this wonderful feeling. In his opinion, this feeling was comfortable.
As long as you are a man, you will like this hot feeling all over your body.
Time moves forward little by little, as if the strokes in the hand of the King of Hell have written the last stroke on the book of life and death for the name Qian Chong.
Zhao Zheng opened his eyes, and there were two soul-stirring lights in his eyes. Either he didn't open his eyes, or opening them meant it was time to set off.
The moon is dark and the wind is high, it’s a murderous night!
Zhao Zheng had nothing else to focus on at this time. The only thing left was to kill Qian Chong. His soul became simple and pure, like the light of a sword. He opened the system warehouse and took out the system Chen placed inside.
Qingxiang Jade Bamboo Armor and Night Walking Clothing put the Qingxiang Jade Bamboo Armor on his body, then tucked the Night Walking Clothes under his arm, and lifted the oil lamp on the table. He took these things out of the house, locked the door, and walked downstairs.
Ignoring the waiter who was dozing off in the lobby, he left the inn all the way.
Zhao Zheng put out the oil lamp, walked to a quiet place, put on his night clothes, covered his face with a black scarf, and disappeared into the night. Based on his memory, he quietly walked towards Daxing Street.
On the way, Zhao Zheng met a watchman.
The watchman carried a lantern and a gong, banged them a few times, and shouted: "The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of the candles!"
This voice spread throughout thousands of households.
But what Qian Chong needs to be careful about tonight is not Huo Zhu, but a night walker.
