I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

Dealing with people is an art.

What matters is efficiency and safety. It would be best if you can ensure your own safety while doing it for others.

Thus, the profession of killer was born.

Jiang Yuan's expression changed and he came to Mu Cangtian, who was tied up at the moment. When he saw Jiang Yuan coming, he immediately showed a look of vigilance.

"What do you want to do?"

Jiang Yuan squatted down and lowered his voice, "Which organization are you from?"

After Mu Cangtian hesitated for a while, he finally said: "Kill Star."

"Killer Star?" Jiang Yuan repeated, probingly asking, "Are all the killers in your organization like you?"

He didn't know whether Mu Cangtian had the ability, but this guy was definitely not suitable to be a killer.

What are the elements of a killer? Elusive, lurking in the shadows like a shadow, waiting for the right moment to strike and kill.

Mu Cangtian's mouth alone is enough to ruin his future career.

Mu Cangtian obviously understood this as well, and said with some embarrassment: "I am different from them. I just joined and have not received any training from them. Moreover, I am the cheapest among the killer stars."

Speaking of this, Mu Cangtian felt a little embarrassed.

Jiang Yuan secretly clicked his tongue. He had already known during the previous interrogation of Mu Cangtian that Zhao Ming had spent two thousand five hundred taels of silver, of which two thousand taels went to the Killing Star Organization, and only five hundred taels remained in Mu Cangtian's hands.

But this is not a small amount. Five hundred taels are enough for an ordinary family to have enough food and clothing.

"How expensive is the expensive one?" Jiang Yuan spoke again.

Yang Cheng is the prime minister of the current dynasty, and the price of killing him will not be cheap. They are afraid that he can come up with silver, and the Killing Star Organization dare not accept it.

"There's no upper limit. There were two groups that tried to assassinate the current emperor before, and they were organized by us." Mu Cangtian said in a low voice.

Jiang Yuan found it a little unbelievable that someone like you, Mu Cangtian, could come from the same organization as someone who dared to assassinate the emperor.

"Tell me the address of your organization, I want to give you a big deal." A murderous look flashed in Jiang Yuan's eyes.

"You have to bring a token with you to go in, and you have to speak the correct code." Mu Cangtian said with a frown.

"How do I get the token? What's the secret code?" Jiang Yuan asked in succession.

Mu Cangtian glanced at the room where Wang Gang was with a complicated expression. This group of people was indeed unlucky.

"I have a badge on me, you can just take it and use it."

"As for the codeword, there's a coffin shop in the city called the Farewell Coffin Shop. When you arrive, regardless of whether the door is open or closed, you must knock on the door four times."

"Then someone will come out, and then you will..."

Jiang Yuan nodded slightly. It was really well hidden. It wasn't enough to just say the codeword, you also needed a token to get in. No wonder they dared to open it right in the imperial capital.

"Just stay here for now. I'll find a chance to return your sword to you." After saying that, Jiang Yuan turned and left.

"Hey, Jiang Yuan, where are you going?" Chen Liu asked lazily while sitting on the chair.

"Go out for a walk." Jiang Yuan replied casually.

Chen Liu stood up suddenly and grabbed Jiang Yuan's arm: "I'll go with you."

I know you too well. This time going out is definitely not as simple as taking a walk. Yang Cheng is Situ after all. Even if Jiang Yuan has great abilities, he can't shake him.

Jiang Yuan forced a smile and pulled his arm out: "No, I'll just go out for a walk by myself. Don't worry, I won't get killed alone. I know my own limitations."

"Okay then." Chen Liu released his hands.

After walking around and out of the East Factory, Jiang Yuan looked at the street in confusion.

Forget street names, he couldn't even tell east, west, and north from west.

After asking many people for directions, I finally found the farewell coffin shop that Mu Cangtian mentioned.

The Farewell Coffin Shop is located on the corner of the street. Very few people come here, and its geographical location serves as a natural cover.

According to the rules, Jiang Yuan knocked on the door four times.

Not long after, an old man with a withered face came out.

"Order a coffin."

The old man nodded slowly: "What are your requests?"

Jiang Yuan glanced outside the house, then turned and walked into the coffin shop and said in a low voice, "The coffin is four feet four inches long, made of locust wood."

After saying that, Jiang Yuan handed over Mu Cangtian's badge.

"Follow me." The old man took Jiang Yuan to the basement very quickly and pushed open the door. Jiang Yuan was surprised for a moment.

The underground space is very large, and dozens of masked killers are sitting upright on chairs, seemingly waiting for their mission.

The old man brought Jiang Yuan to the counter. The masked man looked at the token and put it away.

"Who do you want to kill?"

Jiang Yuan took a deep breath: "The current Situ, Yang Cheng, and his entire family!"

The man was slightly startled, then pointed behind him and said, "Let's talk inside."

As he spoke, the man moved something and the wall behind him slowly opened, revealing a secret room.

Following the man into the secret room, Jiang Yuan looked around and felt a little surprised.

The structure of the secret room is quite solid, made of metal, and it cannot be opened in a short period of time even if it is blown up with explosives.

The secret room is not big, only about twenty square meters, with a table and two chairs, that's all.

The man poured Jiang Yuan a glass of water and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Kong Wang."

Jiang Yuan thought about it for a moment and immediately understood that this was a name chosen according to his horoscope.

"Well, just tell me the price."

Kong Wang nodded and held up a finger: "One million taels."

Jiang Yuan took a deep breath. He knew a lot, but he never thought it would be so much.

How much is the monthly income of Taiping County? All the miscellaneous income added up to no more than 500,000 taels.

We also have to help the villagers pay taxes, and then develop various facilities, so there is no spare money at all.

“I don’t have that much money right now.”

Kong Wang pondered for a while and said calmly, "Then what price can you afford now?"

"One hundred thousand taels, Yang Cheng can spare his life first. You can kill his son, daughter, and relatives first. It's all fine." Jiang Yuan said calmly.

What's with all the talk about the family not being affected? That's all nonsense. If there's really a chance, who wouldn't take action to eradicate the problem completely?

Even if others don't do it, Jiang Yuan will definitely do it.

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Yuan never thought about being a good person in this world.

"One hundred thousand taels is enough to kill several of Yang Cheng's relatives." Kong Wang nodded in agreement.

Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he could finally make Yang Cheng pay some price temporarily.

Kong Wang turned and walked out, quickly retrieving a roster and handing it to Jiang Yuan: "Here are the names of all the people in the Yang family. There are labels behind each person. Please tick them yourself."

Jiang Yuan nodded, sat at the table and started reading.

In the East Factory, Chen Liu was lying on a recliner, looking at Wei Yong with an unhappy expression.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't I ask you to follow Jiang Yuan? Why are you back so soon?"

"Hey, sir, Jiang Yuan is not out to cause trouble." Wei Yong's face was full of sympathy.

Chen Liu's expression paused. "Didn't I tell you to follow me even if we're just taking a walk?"

Wei Yong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "They went straight to the coffin shop to order a coffin, why should I follow them?"

"What?" Chen Liu was shocked and then waved his hand to let Wei Yong leave.

When Wang Gang's life was at stake, Jiang Yuan went to order a coffin out of despair, but he still didn't trust the man...

Thinking of this, Chen Liu suddenly sat up and slapped himself twice.

"Fuck! I'm such a jerk!"