This bastard, Erdan, and the damn old man have been acquaintances for many years, and they often drink together.
When Zhang Wu was young, this guy always liked to play with his little brother to make him happy, which was very annoying.
As for his profession, he is said to be a gangster, but in fact he is just a street kid. He has worn iron shoes for many years and has practiced the art of lightening himself.
The ghost dad killed that second-rate master because he introduced the business.
Now I don't know where the connections came from, and I am so bold that I even dare to take the job of a third-level boss.
These twenty thousand taels of silver can indeed buy you death.
But I didn’t just buy the death of the Minister of Industry, I also bought your death too!
If you kill the Minister of Industry without a trace, will the money be yours?
If you kill him today, you will disappear from this world tomorrow!
How big of a case is it to pay someone to kill a third-grade boss?
How big a secret?
Only the dead keep secrets.
At that time, you have done something and lost your life, and they will get your money back, leaving only one more body in the wilderness.
Invisible all the way back to the Chunfeng Building, Zhang Wu pretended to go to the toilet and put on his pants. When the greeting sister Hua saw him coming back, she immediately welcomed him in with a bright smile.
"Brother, I said you were leaving."
"I couldn't find the toilet in your building, so I had to go outside for a while."
"Please come in, but Mr. Liu is already asleep. Do you want to arrange one for you too?"
Sister Hua winked and said.
Zhang Wu nodded, took out ten taels of silver from his pocket and said:
"I want someone with big breasts, a round ass, and a good job. Let her wash it off and wait for me."
"Okay!"
Sister Hua was so happy that she wished she could kiss Zhang and Wu.
The young man went straight to the second floor and came to the room where everyone had been drinking. Hearing the crying inside, he had no choice but to cover his face and wait at the door in silence.
After a long while, listening to the sounds inside gradually subsided, Zhang Wucai knocked on the door and shouted:
"Uncle Six, open the door."
"Didn't you go home?"
Ma Liu, whose upper body was bare and muscular, was surprised to see him back.
Zhang Wu whispered in his ear:
"Something happened at home."
"Come in and talk."
Uncle Six walked to the bed, took out some broken silver and rewarded Sister Yao, waved his hand, and directly chased her away.
The room became quiet, and Zhang Wucai recounted what happened at home.
But instead of stabbing Prince Erdan to death, he fell into the trap and died.
Zhang Wu always kept in mind the teachings of his sixth uncle, and he could not tell anyone anything that could put him to death.
This is a murder case.
No matter who asked, they would have to bite the bullet to death because Erdan fell to death himself.
"You did the right thing. If you have some money, you can take it but you can't spend it."
Ma Liu was as worried as a mirror about how Wang Erdan died. While sighing in his heart about Zhang Wu's growth, he also said with some horror:
"Fortunately, you have enough brains. Otherwise, if you let Bastard Erdan leave safely, the news of his death will be leaked. Regardless of whether you accept the job or not, the people behind him will definitely kill you and silence you to prevent you from revealing the secret."
"Uncle Liu, don't wait until the end of the month. Go to Zhenfu Division tomorrow to avoid the limelight."
Zhang Wu said in a deep voice:
"If I don't take this job, other guards will take it. Even if everyone is clear-headed and doesn't take it, the murderer who bought the job will find a way to coerce and induce a certain jailer to kill the people in Prison No. 2."
"First he died, the Prime Minister of the Imperial Academy, and then he died, the Minister of Works. They were all members of Liu Qing's line. The government and the opposition will definitely be shocked!"
"The emperor will pay attention to this matter by then."
"When Long Yan is angry, the prison will be searched from top to bottom to see who is in trouble!"
"You are right."
Ma Liu looked solemn and said:
"Anyone who dares to buy the death of the minister of the Ministry of Work is at least the same third grade, or even the result of a group of people planning. No matter who gets involved, they will be shattered to pieces. Brother Wu, you will also go to the chief prisoner tomorrow, and say that tonight in the spring breeze
I've consumed too much and want to take some rest."
"I'm afraid it's not that simple."
Zhang Wu sighed and said:
"Wang Erdan has already come to look for me at home. Even though he died in vain, the people behind him will doubt whether I know the secret of buying death. If I hold the attitude that I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go,
I'm afraid I'm in danger."
"this……"
Ma Liu frowned and said anxiously:
"If it doesn't work, I'll go home with you again, clean up the yard, and take away the body of Bastard Erdan."
"It was too late. When he jumped out of the trap, he screamed so loudly that the surrounding neighbors must have heard it. This was tantamount to deceiving others."
Zhang Wu shook his head and said, sighing in his heart that this was such a disaster, what a bad luck!
Ma Liu thought for a moment, and was so anxious that he was sweating. He didn't think of a good way, so he could only grit his teeth and said:
"Why don't you go to the Zhenfu Division with your uncle? Sun Qianhu came to me and wanted to invite you, but I blocked him. You can still become the general banner of the seventh rank with less talk. No matter how brave the person who buys death is,
, and I will never dare to touch the people of Zhenfusi."
"Sun Qianhu?"
Zhang Wu's eyes suddenly lit up and he said:
"Uncle Liu, do you think I can get his protection by using this secret that I bought to death, plus the secret formula of the Vajra Indestructible Magic and the Marrow Cleansing Sutra?"
"this……"
Ma Liu nodded slowly in thought and said:
"He's trying to pull you, just to get your magical skills and secret recipes. The same goes for me. But you have a brighter future than your uncle, and you will definitely be top-notch in the future. I think he will protect you in the future."
"but……"
Ma Liu sighed:
"If someone wants to kill you, it will be useless for Sun Qianhu to protect you personally. You always have to eat and drink, so there is no way to prevent him. Unless you have an official position, the murderer will be afraid and will not dare to kill you.
."
"As for the secret of buying yourself to death, you will definitely die in your stomach. If you tell Sun Qianhu, he will send people to protect Prison No. 2, wouldn't he be asking for it?"
"..."
Zhang Wu was startled, and he was sweating profusely.
Ma Liu ordered:
"Tomorrow I will go to Sun Qianhu and present him with the magical power and the secret recipe of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. Let's see what he says first and then we can think of countermeasures."
After a pause, Uncle Six said:
"The best result is to ask him to go to the governor, and for the sake of you being a disciple of the Protector of the Kingdom, I will ask you for a position as an honorary general, and you will be given the title of a seventh-rank official, and you will still be in heaven.
Be your jailer."
"This is a good idea."
Zhang Wu let out a long breath.
The two discussed some more details before the boy returned to his room.
Sister Yao was already on the bed, warming him up. Seeing the handsome and heroic young man, she was instantly elated.
It's a pity that Zhang Wu is too preoccupied to have sex with her?
He dropped ten taels of silver and gave an order:
"Call for one night, and I'll reward you with all the money."
Standing by the window, listening to the exaggerated moans and watching the flow of people on the street, I couldn't help but sigh.
It has only been two years since the barbarians retreated, and the struggle in the court has already become so intense that it is necessary to kill a third-grade official.
Regardless of any industry, killing is the last resort, unless the conflict has reached an irreconcilable point, one party is at the end of its rope, and there is no other way but to kill.