The masked man named Mr. Shang remained silent for a long time without speaking, while Mr. An also didn't say much.
No matter what you say at this time, it is useless, and more words often lead to mistakes. It is better to see what Mr. Shang will do next. He is here to solve the problem.
"Since Mr. An has failed, why do you come to me again? We agreed at the beginning that you would come to me with the head and I would tell you the news."
It's not an option to drag it out like this. You have to have some control over the game in your mind. Besides, Mr. Shang knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he spoke first.
"The failure of this matter cannot be entirely blamed on us. At the beginning, you said that Su Ruyu left the capital alone. At most, there was a team of people from six doors secretly protecting and following her. But when we went to intercept and kill, there was someone beside Su Ruyu.
A first-grade swordsman!"
Hearing these words, Mr. An's identity was revealed. Isn't he the one who came to Beijing alone after he separated from Mei Niang?
Miesheng's tone was calm when he said this, but the fear and fear he experienced in it could not be known by those who have never seen it.
"What! A first-grade sword cultivator! Mr. An is really good at joking. Not to mention that kid, even his father doesn't have the personal protection of a first-grade sword cultivator!"
Misheng's words made Mr. Shang feel funny and shocked. But if the Su family really has a first-class master, then the value of this news is not less than the value of killing Su Ruyu. At least in this way, in the next
In planning, they can make plans in advance.
"Mr. Shang, there is no need to be nervous. I went there personally for this assassination. I don't think the first-grade master is from the Su family. He should have been met by Su Ruyu on the road."
After hearing Miesheng's comforting words, Mr. Shang began to think, which made the atmosphere at the scene strange again. After a while, Mr. Shang remembered that there was a guest sitting opposite him.
"Mr. An, what you're saying... comes to me more and more like a story! When did first-class masters become so cheap in this world? Why didn't I meet one when I went out? You... Mr. An, don't be afraid of offending me.
Mr. Su, you want to know the information in my hands again, so you made up a story to scare me!"
Mr. Shang made a slip of the tongue and almost called out the person's true origin. Although everyone was in the clear mind, there is a saying that says, pretend to be confused while pretending to understand!
It's one thing to put some people and things under the table, but it's another thing to put them on the table.
"snort!"
Miesheng let out a cold snort. He didn't know whether it was because he was dissatisfied that Mr. Shang almost revealed his origin, or because he didn't believe what he said.
"Those people are walking all the way towards the capital. I believe Mr. Shang will see them in the capital in a few days. Then you will know whether I lied to you or not."
After hearing what Miesheng said, Mr. Shang naturally believed most of his words.
"But Mr. An, no matter what, you have not met my requirements, so you come to me to ask for compensation. It's a little inappropriate and against the rules!"
"Hmph, in order to help you kill Su Ruyu, we lost a third-level master. Could it be that our people died in vain!"
Hearing Miesheng's words, Mr. Shang's eyes revealed a trace of false regret.
"I'm deeply sorry for your death! But a requirement is a requirement. If you don't meet it, I don't have to pay you. Just like Mr. An, if you go to the casino, you can't ask the banker to pay compensation just because you didn't win any money.
Take your money!"
Mr. Shang had been thinking about it for a long time, and he probably had some confidence in his future arrangements, so he relaxed at this time.
"Oh! Mr. Shang doesn't know our strength! If we lose money, then the banker of this casino will really have to compensate us! If we don't pay, he will destroy his casino!"
Miesheng was not angry when he heard what Mr. Shang said to him. This was originally a business partnership, but now we are losing money. Whoever deserves more will lose more, and who will deserve less. There must be a bargaining process, right?
But when Miesheng talked about losing our money and smashing the casino, his momentum suddenly increased, hoping to take the initiative from Mr. Shang.
"Hehehe! Mr. An is still too confident, but you don't have such strength yet!"
Mr. Shang was not frightened by Miesheng's sudden aura. Instead, he spoke softly and laughed.
"Mr. Shang wants to... give it a try!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Miesheng suddenly attacked Mr. Shang. He formed a hook with his five fingers and grabbed at his throat, as if he wanted to break his neck with one claw.
At the critical moment, Mr. Shang did not panic, but the man beside him, who had been standing quietly and was covered with armor like him, grabbed Miessheng's wrist at an extremely fast speed.
"The peak of the second grade!"
Miesheng didn't expect that this person's realm was even higher than his own. He had stayed in the second-level realm for many years, and now he had just reached the second-level realm.
The armored man grabbed his wrist and took no further action.
Mr. Shang stood up and patted his hand. He then let go of Miesheng's wrist and returned to his original position.
"Actually, it's not impossible to tell you the news, but you have to promise me that you will take action for me in the future!"
There was no benefit to Mr. Shang holding the news in his hands. He was just trying to gain the maximum benefit. Now, when the opportunity came, he spoke out!
"Mr. Shang is joking. I dare not agree to this. If you ask us to assassinate a first-level master in the future, then we will not be shooting ourselves in the foot!"
Miesheng slowly retracted his palm and rubbed his sore wrist.
"Hahaha! You can rest assured about this, Mr. An. The next thing will not be easy for you, but it will definitely not be difficult, so be it! If what I ask for is beyond your ability or
It’s very difficult to do, so you can just refuse, how about it!”
Miesheng thought for a while, weighing the pros and cons. The third-grade man was dead, so he had to get some value back.
As for taking action once, if it is not difficult, I will reluctantly do it for him. If it is difficult, I can shirk it, so I made up my mind.
"Okay! I can promise you this."
"Hahaha! Mr. An is happy to do things, so it would be unkind if I continue to write ink. I will tell you that right now!"
Hearing the news that Miesheng had agreed to him, Mr. Shang was very happy and laughed out loud.
"All ears!"
Seeing that the matter that Ange had spent a lot of time on was about to fall into his ears, Miesheng's expression became a little more serious.
"This matter was agreed upon by the Jianghu Zhengsect and the imperial court. They found out that almost every Mid-Autumn Festival, the saint Hua Xueji of the Hehuan Sect would come to the capital to return to the Dream Tower, firstly to see the Mid-Autumn Festival in the capital, and secondly to see the return to the capital.
Menglou’s one-year income and some important information collected from the DPRK and China. Therefore, the Zhengdao Sect wanted to seize this opportunity to kill Hua Xueji of the Hehuan Sect, and then destroy all the Hehuan Sect’s members across the country.
Divide the helm, leave no one behind, and eradicate the roots! In the past, exterminating demons could be said to be a small matter, but this time it is slaying demons, real demons!"
Miessheng was extremely shocked by Mr. Shang's words. For many years, the death of a second-grade master in the world was a big deal. Now this group of people are actually going to attack a first-grade master. Could it be that... a first-grade master?
Is it really that easy to kill?
"Mr. Shang, even four of these first-level masters would be hard-pressed to kill a first-level master who wants to leave!"
"It's very difficult, especially when the first-level master is determined to leave, but four are not enough. What about the five? What about the seven? This time, those righteous sects were determined, and almost all the first-level masters of the righteous path were taken away.
Everyone has been called, do you think that the saint girl of the Hehuan Sect still has a way to survive?"
At this moment, Miessheng was already sweating coldly. This was a major event that had not happened in the world for a long time. Although the righteous sects in the past also clamored to destroy the demon sect, they could not
That time, the thunder was loud but the rain was small. Killing some minions and third-rate demon sects would be regarded as slaying the demons. But this time, it seems that the righteous sect is going to take action for real.
Mr. Shang was somewhat proud to see Miesheng who was shocked and speechless. When he first heard the news, he was no less shocked than Miesheng at this time.
"How about it! Mr. An! This news is worth the price!"
"Hahaha, it's worth it, it's definitely worth it. But isn't Mr. Shang afraid that we will reveal this news to the Demon Sect? By then, even you, Mr. Shang, will not be able to live well if you are afraid!"
"Mr. An is too worried. Let's not say whether you will reveal this news to others. Even if it is revealed, who in the whole world knows who I, Mr. Shang, am? Even if you have been working with me for three years.
business, do you really know who I am?"
Faced with the threat of annihilation, Mr. Shang didn't take it seriously at all. As he said, no one in the world knows his identity!
"It seems that Mr. Shang is very confident in his ability to conceal his identity. Just be careful not to capsize in the gutter!"
"Don't bother Mr. An."
"Farewell!"
"No!"
After getting the accurate information, Miesheng didn't want to stay here any longer. He said goodbye and pushed out the door, and soon he disappeared.
After Miesheng had gone far away, Mr. Shang did not get up in a hurry. Instead, he sat there, took the cup of tea that Miesheng had not touched since he poured it in, and took a sip.
"Let's go and have some cool tea!"
I don't know if he is talking about the death that just left, or if he is talking about something else.
Then, he spoke again.
"What do you think about what he said about first-grade sword cultivators?"
The man behind him didn't answer in a hurry. He thought about it for a moment before speaking.
"He's not going to lie to us about this. He should really be the reclusive old monster that Su Ruyu met in the world!"
"If this is really the case, then the boy's luck is so enviable. He can always pick up a first-class item when he goes out. But no matter what, even if something goes wrong, he still has to find a way to make up for it later."
"yes!"
Then, Mr. Shang seemed to be trapped in memories and couldn't extricate himself. He was silent for a long time before he recovered.
"It's been almost thirty years since you came to our house! Thirty years! For thirty years, a dignified second-grade master has never shown his face in the world. It's a shame for you!"
"Head of the family, my life was saved by the previous head of the family. My mental skills and martial arts were also given by the previous head of the house and you, the head of the family. These are just things that I should do."
Mr. Shang, who was wearing face armor, did not comment on what he said.
"It's coming! It's coming! If things are done, you will be free. You can go wherever you want at that time. Nothing can restrain you anymore! But if you fail..."
At this point, Mr. Shang paused and said with a wry smile!
"If you fail, it can be considered a relief. It's just death!"
"Master, as far as I am concerned, this house is my home. Master, you don't have to be harsh on yourself. I am willing to stay here forever!"
Mr. Shang shook his head.
"Regardless of failure or not, people always have to return to live under the sunshine, no need to be like a shadow!"
Next, neither of the two people spoke anymore. One was sitting and the other was standing. No one knew what they were thinking. It was not until a quarter of an hour later that the two of them woke up and turned around.
Mr. Shang picked up the cup of herbal tea, drank it in one gulp, stood up and said.
"It's time to go back, I've been out for quite some time."
The armored man standing half a step behind him didn't speak. He just waited for him to walk out, then followed him half a step behind him, silently protecting him!
He has been following him like this for almost thirty years!