The desire for knowledge defeated everything. Zuo An struggled again and again. Knowing that Feng Qingchen had no good intentions, he still nodded obediently: "I want to know."
Feng Qingchen did not disappoint Zuo An. Feng Qingchen really had no good intentions. He pointed at the Nine Emperors Uncles and Zhuang Han who were fighting in front of him. Feng Qingchen said lightly: "Kill Zhuang Han. I will not only tell you what it is, but also tell you about the parachute."
How to do it."
Kill Zhuang Han?
Zuo An's eyes widened: "What does Zhuang Han's life and death have to do with me?"
Why should he be asked to kill that old monster Zhuang Han? Zuo An won't do it.
"It has nothing to do with you, it has something to do with me. If you kill him, you can get everything you want." If Feng Qing Qiuchen was the big bad wolf who abducted Little Red Riding Hood before, this group is the devil who seduced him into hell.
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The temptation was indeed great. Zuo An hesitated for a moment, glanced at Zhuang Han who was fighting fiercely with the Nine Emperors Uncle, and considered whether to take action later.
The strength of Uncle Nine Emperors and Zhuang Han is comparable. Even if Zhuang Han suffered a big loss before, Uncle Nine Emperors can't do anything to Zhuang Han. Of course, Zhuang Han can't do anything to Uncle Nine Emperors either.
The two of them cannot kill each other in a short time, but if Zuo An takes action, Zhuang Han will be dead. Zuo An has a strength that is no less than that of the Nine Emperors Uncle.
It doesn't take much effort for him to take action. Besides, Zhuang Han's life and death has nothing to do with him. Zhuang Han's death can bring him some benefits, which is a good thing.
It was not difficult to take action, but the reward given by Feng Qingchen was too little. Zuo An looked at Feng Qingchen, blinked, and said sincerely: "I am the best killer in Jiuzhou Continent."
In other words, the price Feng Qingchen asked Zuoan Shazhuanghan to give was too low, and he wanted to increase the price.
Pfft... That's Zuo An. Dare to say that he is the best killer in Jiuzhou Continent, and the price he charges is reasonable. Feng Qingchen suppressed a smile and said: "I know you are the best, so in addition to the above mentioned remuneration,
Let me add one more thing. From now on, if you want to research weapons or something, I will help you find any materials you need."
"Can you help me find whatever materials I need?" Zuo An's eyes lit up, thinking in his mind whether this deal was a good deal.
Now it seems that he is at a disadvantage, but in the long run, he will definitely be the one who takes advantage. After all, the materials he consumes every year are astronomical. He is not good at business and cannot afford it. Now there is a fool who comes forward.
Of course he was happy.
"Of course, but there is one condition, that is, I can use what you made. If you agree, I can also provide you with some creative ideas, such as parachutes." Feng Qingchen continued to abduct the innocent child.
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A simple child struggled for a moment, and finally succumbed to the desire in his heart and nodded: "Yes, I will help you kill Zhuang Han, but if you dare to lie to me, even if there are the Ninth Uncle Dongling and the eldest son of the Wang family,
If I protect you, I will kill you too."
"Don't worry, I'm not so stingy. It's just your money. It's not a difficult thing for me. You should understand my medical skills. If you kill me, you can get two hundred thousand taels of gold, and I save one person."
, maybe we can get one hundred thousand taels of gold." This was not a joke, Feng Qingchen had already thought of a countermeasure when he decided to support Zuo An, his money-burning ancestor.
Yun Xiao's condition has not been solved yet. The Yun family is so rich. If she can cure Yun Xiao, even if she can't get 200,000 taels of gold, she can still get 100,000 taels. The Yun family is not a stingy owner.
, although the Yun family is now severely weakened, she can let the Yun family pay in installments, and now she can support Zuo An.
One saves people and the other kills, both for money, but the results are completely different. Even if Zuo An doesn't want to admit it, he has to say that Feng Qingchen has the ability to exaggerate. But he knows that Feng Qingchen saves people for one thousand taels of gold.
, this woman can really make money.
"I believe you." Zuo An pulled out the sword from his waist, jumped into the air, and rushed directly towards Zhuang Han.
Zhuang Han and Uncle Nine Emperors were fighting fiercely, but he also overheard the conversation between Zuo An and Feng Qingchen. He knew Zuo An's reputation and identity. Seeing that Zuo An was moved by Feng Qingchen's few words,
Zhuang Han felt so angry.
Sensing the murderous aura behind him, Zhuang Han felt a chill in his heart and stagnated. He was almost stabbed by the Nine Emperors Uncle's sword. Zhuang Han quickly gathered his mind and barely dodged the sword. He spun his feet and avoided the left bank's sword.
First hit.
Zuo'an pounced on him again. Zhuang Han became anxious and shouted: "Zuo'an, don't forget that you are from Xiling. How can you help outsiders deal with your own people?"
Zuo An ignored Zhuang Han, his sword moves were simple but pointed to the vital point. Zhuang Han was furious, and he waved his big sword at Zuo An. He secretly cursed the princess in his heart that this son was not a thing, eating everything inside and outside, but he never thought that Xiling had raised Zuo An.
, the Left Bank has almost given back in recent years.
"I am a killer, and I will kill for whoever pays." Zuo An is not affected by Zhuang Han's words. In his eyes, Zhuang Han is his target. If he kills Zhuang Han, he has completed his mission and will not have to worry about it in the next life.
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Although killers are cold-blooded, they are sometimes very simple. There are only two things in their world, and that is to accept tasks and complete tasks.
"Zuo An, don't forget, even if you are a killer, you are still the son of the Left Prime Minister. Don't you know what kind of trouble everything you do now will bring to the Left Prime Minister?" Zhuang Han wanted to eat Zuo An, but
He also knew Zuo An's ability, and he was still confident in a one-on-one fight. However, Zuo An and Jiuhuangshu teamed up, but he was really not sure.
"The son of the Left Prime Minister? Who admits it? I, Zuo An, never use the name of the Left Prime Minister in my actions, and of course it has nothing to do with the Left Prime Minister." Zuo An sarcastically said.
He really didn't like these people talking about his identity. His identity didn't bring him any benefits, so why should he be constrained by it.
He is Zuo An, a man who lives for himself, a killer who kills for money.
"Zuo An, you've disappointed me so much. If that's the case, don't blame me for not giving Zuo An face." Zhuang Han saw that he couldn't convince Zuo An, so he had to say harsh words, but Zuo An would only take him seriously.
With Zuo An taking action, Nine Emperors Uncle felt much more relaxed, and he gradually withdrew his tactics and gave Zhan Chen to Zuo An. Of course, the assassins Feng Qingchen paid for had to play their maximum role. They couldn't just take money and do nothing.
Zuo An was not angry at Uncle Nine Emperors' behavior of squeezing labor. Not to mention Uncle Nine Emperors taking action against Zhuang Han, even if Uncle Nine Emperors escaped and left him to face Zhuang Han alone, he would not
Will be angry.
Killing Zhuang Han is his task, and it has nothing to do with him whether Nine Emperors Uncle helps or not. He will not ask for help from others. There is no one in this world who is obliged to treat him well.
Zuo An's coldness and ruthlessness left Zhuang Han at a loss. His family and country were of no use to Zuo An. With the joint efforts of Jiuhuangshu and Zuo An, Zhuang Han was beaten to the point where he was unable to parry. However, in the blink of an eye, his body was covered with wounds.
Several bloody cuts were made.
Zhuang Han was in a desperate situation, and the armor on his body could not stop the sharp weapons in the hands of Jiuhuangshu and Zuo An. With the joint efforts of the two, Zhuang Han retreated steadily, with a trace of panic in his eyes. He knew that if he continued like this, he would be dead.
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He didn't expect Uncle Nine Emperors' martial arts to be so high, nor did he expect Zuo An to take action...
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