Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 83 Miss Hou's Cousin (20)

Sensing Su Yue's malice towards her, Qing Zhou took a sip of tea expressionlessly, and with a slight movement of the white light on his fingertips, the little ball of light chased in the direction Su Yue left.

The assassin who went down to coax and beat the rhythm came up with a smile, and sat opposite Qing Zhou.

"How is it, are you satisfied?"

Qingzhou nodded and hummed lightly, but suddenly said: "You don't need to investigate this matter," she said, taking out a few bank notes from her bosom and handing them over, "These are the final payment."

The assassin froze for a moment, he didn't expect Qing Zhou to speak so suddenly.

After thinking about it carefully, she did not clearly explain what to investigate from the very beginning, but only said to investigate things related to Su Yue, and then there were different tasks for each subsequent meeting.

This mission is indeed over.

But for some reason, the assassin felt a little disappointed, took the bank note and stuffed it into his arms: "I thought we were already friends, but you still humiliate me with the bank note."

Qing Zhou: "..."

Then you should take out the bank notes.

"However, you are also married to the crown prince now, so you should have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life, so I will not be polite." The assassin drank the wine in his glass.

Qing Zhou looked at the emotions above his head, and was 80.00% happy.

She paused, thought for a while, and said, "What's your name?"

"Me? I do have a name, but I don't have a surname or character," the assassin said carelessly, "My name is Ziyou."

"Good name." Qing Zhou praised without changing expression, "Who named it for you?"

assassin:"?"

They were always suspicious in this line of work, and it was because he had cooperated with Qing Zhou so many times that he dared to say his name at this moment. However, it was very rare for Qing Zhou to ask so many questions uncharacteristically.

"What's the matter? This is organized by the organization."

Qing Zhou knocked the table lightly, and said slowly under the suspicious eyes of the assassin: "Okay, then take me to your organization."

assassin:"……"

【…】

Sure enough, the boss has not forgotten to replace it with an intelligence organization.
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Naturally, the assassin didn't want to take Qing Zhou there. After working with Qing Zhou for a long time, he almost forgot how he was threatened when they first met.

Qing Zhou took him to relive the scene at that time, the assassin had no choice but to obediently lead Qing Zhou towards the direction of the organization.

Ziyou's organization is located in a remote location of the city gate, and it is not so much a killer intelligence organization, but more like a gang of beggars. At least from the outside, Qing Zhou didn't see that they were different from ordinary poor people. What difference does family make.

Seeing Ziyou bringing Qingzhou over, the man who was plowing the ground turned his head to look over, his eyes flickered with vigilance.

Ziyou sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and just wanted to speak to ease the atmosphere.

I saw my elder brother waving a hoe and rushing forward.

Ziyou: "..." This is hopeless.

It was originally a one-on-one battle, but after hearing the screams of Brother Ziyou being crushed unilaterally, another group of people rushed out of the big room, ignoring Ziyou's obstruction, and rushed up with weapons in their hands.

Ziyou withdrew his outstretched hand, found a place to lie down, and pretended that he was also knocked down by Qingzhou.

He can't save his organization.

Ziyou is still very conspicuous, after all, Qingzhou has the habit of arranging people neatly, while the one lying outside by himself stands out a bit.

　Ziyou: I'm such a clever little ghost.

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　　Good evening! !When listening to my voice, laugh at my out-of-tune voice, thank you, it’s okay to praise me, it’s okay to be super loud (? No)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)