After leaving the Ye family mansion, Chen Xuanjun got into an inconspicuous Buick business car lonely.
This mid-to-low-end modified car worth more than 300,000 yuan was parked under the big tree at the back door. The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties.
Wearing an old-fashioned black down jacket, with a neat cropped haircut.
There is a black mole the size of a soybean on the bridge of his nose, and his eyes are extremely sharp.
Seeing Chen Xuanjun get on the bus, he immediately started the vehicle and said: "Where will the fourth master go next?"
The latter took off his suit jacket, threw it aside with a tired face and said: "Drive it wherever you want."
"Or go to the suburbs and get some fresh air."
"Well, you make up your mind."
The middle-aged man nodded in agreement and asked no more questions.
Chen Xuanjun found a cigarette and held it in his mouth, saying lazily: "Lao He, do you think there is any way out for me?"
The middle-aged man glanced at the rearview mirror and replied in a low voice: "I am the fourth master's killer. I will kill whoever the fourth master tells me to kill. I never think about things that waste my brain."
"Hey, I'm a troubled person and have a hard time with my brain."
Chen Xuanjun said with emotion: "I have been with me for nearly ten years, and I have suffered a lot from you."
"I haven't caught anything, and I still have to worry about me day and night."
"Keep me safe from the bloody storm."
"Your hands turn out to be very clean."
Lao He turned the steering wheel and said with a sincere smile: "Fourth Master has been kind to me. It is a great kindness that cannot be repaid."
"From the day you saved my life, I made a solemn oath that I would only recognize and follow the fourth master in my life."
"Death? I died ten years ago."
Chen Xuanjun lit the cigarette and blew out a trace of mist from his mouth: "I have always loved playing chess in my life. After I had the idea of the throne of the Lord of China, I have played countless chess games, large and small, for more than ten years."
"The chess pieces that have been removed by my hands are countless."
"There are only three people. They have a special status in my heart. They are chess pieces, but I never thought of letting them die."
"Lao He, do you know who these three people are?"
The short-haired man pondered for a moment and said: "Jiang Yuezhong, Red Fish, Tengu."
Chen Xuanjun raised his left index finger and said: "Only one person guessed correctly."
The short-haired man was surprised: "How could that happen?"
Chen Xuanjun motioned to the other party to open the skylight for ventilation, flicked the cigarette ashes and said, "Jiang Yuezhong and I have a cooperative relationship."
"There is no distinction between master and servant, no distinction between high and low."
"If he had been obedient and willing to be manipulated by me, he would not have betrayed the Chen family with the red fish."
"Besides, Tengu, this guy is a dead warrior that I trained with my own hands."
"The meaning of a dead soldier's existence is to die for his master."
"His glory, wealth, and high position among the Chen family's peripheral forces are all given by me."
"I can give him a status that is difficult for others to have, and I can give him the grace to rebuild, and I can get back his capital with profits."
"So, Tengu doesn't count."
The short-haired man suddenly said: "The red fish takes one."
Chen Xuanjun said with complicated thoughts: "I personally brought this red carp back to the Chen family's lotus pond."
"I named her Red Fish, sent her to school, and taught her killing skills."
"She is my chess piece, unlike any other chess piece."
"It's a pity that under Jiang Shengun's instigation, she finally thought that my pond was too small to accommodate her."
The short-haired man asked curiously: "Who are the other two people?"
Chen Xuanjun replied: "The second one is Qingyang, and the third one is you."
"Let's talk about Qingyang first. Among the undercover agents who infiltrated Liumai in the same batch, he is the one who surprised me the most."
"From the Kunlun servant disciple to the outer sect disciple, and then to the inner sect, he became a direct disciple and became the disciple of Tang Jingyue."
"If Jiang Yuezhong hadn't threatened me, everything would have gone smoothly, Qingyang, sooner or later he would have become the Kunlun elder in charge of the lineage."
"By then, the role he can play and the tremendous help he can give me will never be comparable to today."
"I hope he lives and lives peacefully."
"However, time does not wait for me, fate has its way..."