Chapter five hundred and eighty third assassination
After saying that, Zhuo Mufeng rolled up his sleeves and left, leaving only Qin Keqing with a stunned and angry look on his face.
When Situ Ji saw this, he knew he was going to suffer. He quickly stood up and chased after him. He pulled Zhuo Mufeng back to the stone bench and comforted him: "Brother, don't worry. Manager Qin knows that you are thinking about Yuefu, but
After all, she has her own difficulties when it comes to Tianhaimen."
Zhuo Mufeng smiled and said: "Brother, there is no need to explain, I understand. Everything is my fault. Don't worry, I will definitely not comment on such a major matter next time!"
The meaning of this sentence is that no matter what happens to you in the future, I won't say anything or ask anything. Anyway, you will do whatever you ask.
How is this different from a thug who follows orders? But with Zhuo Mufeng's martial arts, he was really reduced to a thug, but he lost his greatest value.
Qin Keqing tried her best, and of course she didn't want to get just a thug with no morals. When she heard this, she gritted her teeth and said, "Are you threatening me?"
Zhuo Mufeng shook his head: "How dare you do that? It's just that Aunt Qin's attitude is very clear. She told me not to care about things that I shouldn't. Naturally, I can only obey orders."
Qin Keqing: "Zhuo Mufeng, don't look for trouble. Did I ever say that? I just want to hear your plan and then decide whether to act. What's wrong with that?"
Zhuo Mufeng: "I said it too. Saying it in advance won't work. Since Aunt Qin doesn't believe me, there's nothing to talk about. If nothing else, I'll go and rest first. See you tomorrow."
This time, he ignored Situ Ji's attempts to stay and went into the room to rest alone.
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"This is simply unreasonable!" Qin Keqing slapped her palm on the stone table, her face turning red with anger.
She usually always looks like a gentle lady, and rarely loses her temper like this. But she has never seen any of her subordinates be so bold, and even her superiors don't look down on her, which makes her suspicious.
Who is the superior?
If it weren't for the fact that the other party was too valuable, Qin Keqing would have really wanted to teach her a lesson. That guy probably knew about this and was confident.
Situ Ji was silent for a moment and said: "Manager Qin, I actually think that I can let Zhuo Mufeng give it a try."
Seeing that Qin Keqing had a cold face and did not express any opinion, Situ Ji continued: "It is said that people who are suspicious should not be used, but people who are employed should not be doubted. Maybe he really has some difficulties and is unwilling to reveal his plan.
Manager Qin might as well think about it. Once he messes up, he will suffer a big loss, so how can he take the risk? He must have thought it through carefully and was confident before he proposed it.
To put it bluntly, even if the plan fails, there will be no loss anyway, and He Zhongrong will not go back on the agreement, right?"
Seeing that Qin Keqing still didn't speak, and he didn't know whether he heard it or not, Situ Ji knew that it would be useless to talk more, so he could only sigh, and after confessing, he went back to his room to rest.
The courtyard suddenly became very quiet, but Situ Ji's words were still echoing in Qin Keqing's ears. She had to admit that there was some truth in what he said.
But that boy was so contradictory and sarcastic to himself. How could he indulge himself? What would be his prestige then? With a cold snort, Qin Keqing returned to the room with dissatisfaction.
Early the next morning.
Zhuo Mufeng had just finished washing and was sitting in the courtyard having breakfast with Situ Ji. Qin Keqing, who had finished dressing up, walked out of the room with a calm expression.
This woman has a very attractive figure, with a mature aura like a peach all over her body. At Situ Ji's greeting, she also sat aside, holding a piece of pastry between her manicured fingers, and put it into her mouth to taste.
Indescribably tempting.
However, Zhuo Shaoxia didn't look sideways, he just lowered his head and ate. Situ Ji looked at this and then that. A strange atmosphere circulated among the three of them, giving him a severe headache.
After coughing a few times, Situ Ji was thinking about what to say to calm things down, and then Qin Keqing took the lead and said, "Whatever plan you have, I can allow you to implement it, but if something goes wrong, you will be responsible for the consequences!"
She was eating and said something without thinking. But Zhuo Mufeng and Situ Ji were not fools, so they naturally knew who she was talking to.
Qin Keqing thought about it all night last night, and finally suppressed her temper and compromised. For the sake of Songya Yuefu, and for the success of this operation, she would tolerate anything as long as she did not cross the bottom line.
After all, no matter how awesome Zhuo Mufeng is, he can only do things for himself! After thinking about this, Qin Keqing felt that there was nothing wrong with bowing her head.
Situ Ji hurriedly kicked Zhuo Mufeng under the stone table, reminding him to stop when he was ready and not to get out of hand.
But he was overly worried. Zhuo Mufeng was not as arrogant as he appeared. This guy was also nervous. If Qin Keqing really refused to compromise, he would be the one to compromise.
So seeing Qin Keqing's attitude, how could this guy let him go? He quickly stood up, took a step back, cupped his hands and said: "Aunt Qin is too polite. I went back and thought about it last night. My attitude was indeed too much. I hope Aunt Qin will do it."
Don't mind, give me another chance."
Qin Keqing hummed in a gentle manner. After all, she was the one who bowed her head first. It would be a loss of face, so she was very cold. Zhuo Mufeng understood this and sat down after being polite.
Situ Ji on the side smiled secretly at Zhuo Mufeng, a boy can be taught.
After having breakfast, they stayed in the courtyard for a while, and then the three of them walked to the garden where the banquet was held.
The garden is called Fangfei Garden and is very large. There are small bridges, flowing water, rockery and strange rocks, and a deep garden. In some open halls, pavilions, and even open-air stone tables, you can see people in groups.
It is rare for major sects in the South China Sea to gather together, and besides, they have many interests involved with each other, so they naturally want to seize this opportunity. As for the younger generation, they can't sit still and gather together every day to chat and discuss matters.
The arrival of Qin Keqing and the others immediately attracted a lot of attention, most of which fell on Qin Keqing, who was graceful and charming.
Some people also looked at Zhuo Mufeng, who was extremely handsome but very unfamiliar. As for Situ Ji, the bad old man, he was of course ignored by many people.
Others were observing Zhuo Mufeng, and Zhuo Mufeng was also secretly observing his surroundings. He looked around as he walked. After wandering around for a long time, his eyes finally locked on the end of the corridor dozens of meters away.
There was a group of people sitting there, seemingly chatting very happily, mainly a few men and women, two of whom were clearly He Ping and Ye Linlang.
Qin Keqing had been paying attention to Zhuo Mufeng, followed his gaze, and said: "That beautiful woman in green clothes is He Ping's second sister Ye Linlang. I really want to know how you abducted her.
I praise Yayuefu."
He Ping had a total of two foster sisters, one of whom was going to marry He Ping. Qin Keqing took it for granted that Zhuo Mufeng was going to attack Ye Linlang. Situ Ji thought the same way and couldn't help but show curiosity.
Zhuo Mufeng didn't say a word, but quickened his pace and walked towards the corridor.
When Qin Keqing and Situ Ji saw his serious expression and his direct aim, they realized that he might be about to implement his plan. They both felt nervous and hurriedly followed him.
He Ping, who was acting as a master and accompanying many second-generation sects, was in high spirits on happy occasions. He was really excited when he thought that in just two days, he would have the woman who was transformed into a human being, fulfilling his long-cherished wish.
I often can't sleep.
Despite this, He Ping was still in high spirits and treated others with warmth and thoughtfulness.
His unusual temperament surprised those who knew him well.
They were chatting here, and when the atmosphere was high, He Ping suddenly felt a surge of energy coming towards him. He couldn't help but suddenly turned his head, his eyes fixed on a young and handsome face, and he was stunned for a moment.
Lu Juntian? Why is it him?!
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he saw Lu Juntian suddenly pull out his sword from its sheath. The crimson sword body flashed with blood-like light under the reflection of the sunlight. He stepped on the eleven life-chasing legs and used his skills to the extreme.
Lu Juntian exploded with astonishing speed in an instant.
Because no one in the corridor had paid much attention to Zhuo Mufeng before, and those who had noticed, they just thought he was here to join in the fun and didn't think much about it. Who knew that this guy would suddenly lose his temper and assassinate He Ping inside Tianhai Gate!
The distance between the two sides was only more than ten meters, and it was just a blink of an eye for Zhuo Mufeng. The Amber Divine Sword was surrounded by a layer of forest-white sword energy, rolling towards He Ping's chest, stirring up the void.
People in the corridor were confused.
Many Nanhai experts who sensed the movement were stunned.
Qin Keqing and Situ Ji were even more confused, their brains shut down.
At the critical moment, the sword tip was less than three feet away from He Ping's chest. The sword energy impacted He Ping's body-protecting energy, sputtering out clusters of sparks.
With a cold snort, He Ping swept his hand with ease. He was worthy of being a master comparable to Meng Jiuxiao. This seemingly simple action contained a wave of powerful internal force, easily shaking the sword body that had been driven straight in, and shifting its position.
Seeing that Zhuo Mufeng and his sword were about to be pulled forward, he was already prepared and released the hilt of the sword in advance when He Ping took action. The Amber Divine Sword rushed out and inserted straight into a corridor pillar.
It's three feet deep.
But Zhuo Mufeng successfully evaded it and flew back.
Just as He Ping was about to pursue him, his expression suddenly changed, but the sword energy left behind by the Amber Divine Sword had not yet dissipated, and with a sneer, he cut his sleeve.
"Two blows of sword energy, the storm is completed!" A voice of great amazement sounded in an attic.
The knowledgeable people in Nanhai almost at the same time looked at Zhuo Mufeng, who had failed in the assassination attempt but remained calm as usual, with a bright light in his eyes.
The wine glass fell to the ground, and the old man in green in the pavilion in the distance stood up.
There are many people in the world who have comprehended the Great Storm, but which one is not extremely qualified and has practiced hard for many years? In his impression, the number of people on the Earth Spirit List of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty who have mastered this realm is less than the number of hands.
Now that it appears on a twenty-year-old boy, it is truly shocking.
Before Qin Keqing's pretty face could become angry, she was shocked by Zhuo Mufeng's timely display of skills. She was so shocked that she didn't know how to judge that boy.
The assassination of He Ping can only be described as stupid and reckless, but the opponent's martial arts talent is like the blazing sun in the vast sky, enough to cover up any flaws!