Da Bong fights more people

Chapter 75 Gun Intent

Jiaofang Secretary, Yingmei Xiaoge.

Xu Qi'an sat lazily leaning against Jinta, and the guard's uniform was hung on the back of the chair.

In the spacious room, six maikos danced lightly, their slender waists swaying under the thin gauze skirts.

Behind Xu Qi'an, a servant girl was rubbing his shoulders, and his leg was placed in the arms of another servant girl, asking her to pinch her leg.

The oiran lady is wearing a gorgeous and complicated long dress, her head is slightly drooping, and she is playing the piano wholeheartedly.

Occasionally, she raised her head and glanced at Xu Qi'an, who was reluctant to leave.

After a stick of incense, the sound of the zither dissipated, and the maikos left the room, filled with fragrance, stood up, cleaned their hands in the copper basin, and complained quietly: "Young Master Yang is a beater."

"Did I disappoint you?" Xu Qi'an lowered his head and played with his fingers, and replied casually.

The oiran woman put her skirt on the couch, sat on him, pressed her firm chest muscles with both hands, and smiled charmingly: "I like it."

The reason why Xu Qi'an turned around and came to the Jiaofang Division was mainly because of the short distance, definitely not because Goulan cost a lot of money to eat and listen to music, but here, Fuxiang gave him free of charge.

"How does Number [-] know the content of the chat between me and No. [-]? Fragment No. [-] is banned, so I can't receive messages from other fragment holders, but other holders can see it? This book is an ancient version of qq group can't make up"

"I should have known, after I recognized the Lord with a drop of blood, I added friends one by one. I was a little scared at the time, and I just wanted to get rid of this hot potato."

"Tiandihui and Dizong seem to have a relationship with sect split?"

Xu Qi'an's train of thought was interrupted, he frowned and looked at the oiran who was teasing him implicitly.

She has a pair of lovely peach eyes.

Xu Qi'an said displeased.

A few minutes later, the maids guarding the outer room heard Jinta's "creaking" sound.

"Oh, the day has begun."

"Let's go first, it's probably going to be dusk."

Guiyue Tower, between Luanfeng and Mingya.

A man in a black suit sat straight at the round table with a knife in one hand.

The man in black had a two-finger-long scar on his cheek, triangular eyes, and a fierce light flashed in his light brown pupils from time to time.

It gives people the feeling of a rebellious maniac, as if he would draw a knife and cut people if he disagreed with him, with a deep sense of hostility.

He is a prisoner on death row in the yamen, whose name has been outlined by the current sage, and the execution date will be after next autumn.

Today, he was suddenly taken out of the death row by a Jin Luo. The Jin Luo told him that he only needs to complete one task satisfactorily, and then he can be released to the rivers and lakes and find someone to replace him as a death row prisoner.

This statement is highly credible. The list drawn by the Holy One usually means that there is no doubt about death and it is impossible to be pardoned.Finding a replacement is the right thing to do.

This kind of "redemption of merit" transactions is not uncommon in the policeman's yamen. Before he was caught, he had heard it from his seniors.

His task is very simple, just need to make a transaction.

But the man in black knows that there must be great danger hidden in it.Otherwise, with such a simple transaction, why bother to find a death row prisoner?

The man in black accepted this task for two reasons: First, it is better to die than to gain a chance.Second, this is the Guiyue Building in the inner city, one of the most prosperous areas.

Waiting for idlers to dare not make trouble in such a place.

At this time, he heard two "duk-duk" sounds from the door of the private room.

"The door is unlocked, come in!" The man in black responded with a low voice.

The door of the private room was pushed open, and a man dressed as a quack walked in. He was wearing a gray robe, half of his face was hidden in the hood, and the lower half of his face was exposed. Green beard, freshly shaved.

The two sides looked at each other vigilantly.

Heh, with this attire, I’m sure I won’t be able to enter the inner city. Most likely, I changed into the robe secretly after entering the Guiyue Tower. There may be weapons hidden in the robe. The man in black thought with half disdain and half vigilance, and heard the cloaked quack asking in a hoarse voice. road:

"What about things?"

The man in black stared at him calmly, and said calmly, "I seem to have said that I spent 500 taels of gold for this mirror."

What kind of mirror girl needs 500 taels of gold, he added in his heart.

The cloaked charlatan let out a "hmm", reached into his bosom with one hand, and took out a stack of bank notes. The face value of the first bank note was 100 taels.

Although he knew that these banknotes would definitely have to be handed in eventually, the money touched people's hearts, and the uncontrollable eyes of the man in black gleamed, and his eyes were glued to the thick pile of banknotes and could not be moved away.

"Mirror!" The cloaked quack said in a hoarse voice as he put the bank notes on the table.

The man in black looked at it carefully, but he didn't see any magical mirror on the table.

The cloaked quack raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of sharp eyes, staring at the mirror on the table for a moment:

"Very well, the deal is done, out of this door, we've never seen it before."

He picked up the mirror, and the death row prisoner in black stretched out his hand to the banknote with glowing eyes.

Suddenly, the prisoner in black saw that the cloak on the left side of the quack was slightly bulging!His pupils shrank violently as if he was being irradiated by a strong light. Without even thinking about it, he sat and rolled sideways, avoiding possible attacks.

The task is not that simple. Fortunately, I have always been wary of this master. I don't want to be tough, so I just broke the window and went out. I don't believe that he dares to kill black-clothed death row prisoners in the downtown area of ​​the inner city. A thought flashed in my mind.

At this time, he saw the place where he was sitting, a figure sitting upright, wearing a black strong suit, holding a knife in both hands, the neck was cut flat by the sharp blade, and the scar as big as the mouth of a bowl was spurting thin blood.

Ok?

A series of question marks appeared in the mind of the death row prisoner in black, and then his consciousness fell into boundless darkness.

The cloaked quack took the banknotes back into his arms, smiled, turned and walked out of the private room.

The cloaked man left Guiyue Tower, rode the fast horse he came up on, left the inner city and the outer city at a leisurely pace, and then galloped on the official road with his horse's hooves kicking up a cloud of dust.

He ran for more than an hour, and a tea shed appeared in front of him, with three old tables.

The tea seller was an old man with gray hair. There were no customers at the moment, and the old man was sitting at the table drinking tea by himself.

The cloaked man reined in the reins, and the steed neighed and raised its front hooves, stopping at a high speed.

The Cloaked Man tied the reins of his horse to a stake on the roadside, glanced left and right, and walked towards the tea shed.

He took out the small jade mirror, and offered it respectfully with both hands: "Master, fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

The gray-haired old man took the small jade mirror and said in a low voice, "You brought back an enemy."