After I traveled through the book, I spoiled the anorexic prince

It was already dark outside, and it was pitch dark. After finishing their meal, the Gu family gradually fell silent.

Xiaoqi and the other two slept in Liubai's previous room.

Wei Wu stood at the door, his voice was quite low, but it was very clear in the quiet night: "Miss, as you guessed, someone really went to the restaurant to cook delicious food at night."

Gu Qinghe opened the door: "Did you catch him?"

Wei Wu shook his head. "Xiao Qi said that the people who came to light the fire were all assassins. They hid in the dark and rushed out immediately after discovering something was wrong. The assassins who were injured in the struggle between the two sides instantly crushed the poison under their tongues and died. There was no evidence left on their bodies. Lord Yu has sent people to track down the assassins who escaped."

"Then can the Haoshi Restaurant still be open?" Gu Qinghe asked thoughtfully.

She didn't expect that the Haoshi Restaurant that the system wanted to acquire would involve assassins. This was no longer something she could control.

Wei Wu hesitated for a moment and said, "Miss, would you like to wait for two more days?"

Gu Qinghe thought about it and nodded. Now the staff for her restaurant had not been finalized, and she hadn't thought about all the food to prepare, so there was no rush.

Late at night.

The last light in the Gu family also went out.

In the suburbs south of the city, a bloody battle was about to take place.

In the darkness, under the bright autumn moonlight, I could vaguely see two groups of people fighting in the forest.

The smell of blood filled the entire forest. Several men in black who were being chased by the masked man in front turned around and stopped.

There was a cliff thousands of feet ahead and they had no way to retreat.

The man in black looked at the masked man in front of him with fierce and desperate eyes: "Do you really want to kill us all?!"

The masked man did not answer, but kept getting closer.

At this point, several men in black understood Leng Xue's orders in silence, looked at each other, and rushed forward to try to save their own situation.

After a few moments, several more people fell down.

There are men in black and masked men.

The edge of the cliff, with its cold autumn wind, looked extremely bleak and desolate in the dark night.

While the leading black-clad man was fighting with the masked man, a faint white light flashed on his neck, as if he was carrying something that reflected a light under the moonlight in the sky.

Seeing this, the masked man said, "The master said that none of his subordinates can wear accessories. Lin Yi, you broke the rules. You deserve to die."

Lin Yi pulled off the black veil and laughed miserably, "If I hadn't brought this thing today, wouldn't I have died?"

Without waiting for the masked man to answer, he laughed to himself, "Of course this is impossible, hahaha. If the master wants to kill someone, he won't come up with so many excuses. Hahaha. We are too naive to think that the master will remember the friendship we grew up together!"

His eyes were filled with resentment and injustice, revealing hurt and despair. He did not want to die, but also had the hatred to die for his Lord.

The masked man was like an emotionless wooden object, and every word he said touched people's hearts: "If you knew that, why did you still struggle to escape?"

"We are willing to die for the Lord, but we don't want to die in obscurity. We were clearly chasing the target just now, why should we be killed by you right after?

Who knows if you are betraying the Lord! We would rather die at the hands of the target person than be killed silently by our own people in the dark night! "

Lin Yi's decisive voice echoed on the edge of the cliff, and a group of masked men with knives looked at him and several equally indignant men in black behind him without any expression in their eyes.

This is the difference between a killer and a death warrior.

Killers are primarily motivated by money, so they always have some subtle personal feelings in their hearts.

The death warriors fight for their Lord and only for that one person. Other things and people, love and sorrow have nothing to do with them.

The masked leader stepped forward and led the rest of his men to kill them one by one.

These men in black were fleeing. They escaped the enemy's pursuit, but died at the hands of their own people.

When Lin Yi fell down, his eyes were still open. He didn't understand whether this last mission in which he was killed by his own people was an order from his master.

He had thoughts and regrets in his heart, and he couldn't close his eyes no matter what.

The masked man squatted down and closed his eyes, then whispered, "It was the master's will that I killed you today, to prevent you from being caught and exposing the master."

At this point, Rinichi closed his eyes.

They obey their masters and die for their masters, this is their life as human beings.

No need for favors.

A soft "OK" escaped from his throat.

In the boundless night, something seemed to slip through the masked man's hands. He twisted his fingers and it was water.

Slippery water.

Mixed with the smell of blood.

His favorite flavor.

Least favorite water stains.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, looking towards the direction of Nanning Town, there was no sky or fire.

The mission failed.

The masked man lowered his hands and said coldly to his men behind him: "Retreat!"

"Where to retreat?"

A clear, smiling voice came from a corner of the forest, and a group of masked men looked in the direction of its origin with caution.

There was a rustling sound in the bushes on three sides of the forest.

surrounded.

The masked man lowered his eyes and rushed towards the person who spoke with his men.

Wei Yanshi tapped his toes lightly, leaped into the air with his sword in hand, and killed one person with a wave of his hand. He ordered the black-clothed guards who quickly followed behind him: "Leave two alive!"

The man in black was hidden in the darkness, and the black shadows of the two men were floating in the air. Only the man in red robe was particularly eye-catching under the moonlight. The sword was unsheathed with a bloody white light, and he took another life in the blink of an eye.