An assassin? Call me the Master of Raising Prices!

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Zhao Jue climbed a tree and stared at the villa from the trunk.

He didn't care about the life and death of the people in the villa, but he smelled the same smell from the masked man as Mr. Yun in the ruined temple. Although it was very faint, Zhao Jue was sure that he would make a mistake.

After all, he asked so many questions before killing him, just out of curiosity, to verify that it was the smell of that night. The result was obvious, so Zhao Jue disguised himself as a masked man.

After staring for about a quarter of an hour, a man in black walked under the tree and whispered, "Moon Deer Protector, Moon Deer Protector, where are you?"

Behind the tree, Zhao Jue adjusted his throat and relaxed. Because he could imitate the words exactly, he could only reduce the number of words as much as possible and said, "What's the matter?"

After the man in black identified the source of the voice, he jumped and whispered, "The Yuheng people asked me to ask you, have the people inside been killed?"

"Yes"

"The Yuheng people asked me to check it out..."

"The body is under the bed, I want it, I want it..."

Although Zhao Jue's tone was calm, his hand had already consciously touched his waist. As long as the man in black said "I want it", he would do it immediately and run away immediately.

The man in black laughed and said, "Use it, use it. Yuheng people are used to being cautious. I still believe in the protector."

"I will go back and report it. I will say that I saw it with my own eyes. I will definitely make things difficult for the protector."

Knowing the temper of the person in front of him, the man in black quickly said it and turned around to leave, but was held by the shoulder. A faint voice came from behind, "Where is Mr. Yun?"

"He's dead. Does the protector know about it?" The man in black was a little surprised, but thinking that the protector had been following Yuheng people these days, he guessed it.

Then he explained, "He died in a dilapidated temple on the road the day before yesterday. The Jinyiwei killed him."

Afraid of angering the protector, the man in black didn't even dare to say the death, and shut up obediently.

"Where is the other person?" He didn't ask Mr. Yun any more. How could he know if he killed someone himself?

"The guardians Mu'an, Jinyang and Huoshe have already sneaked into the villa, but they haven't come back yet." The man in black answered respectfully.

After taking Zhao Jue's hand away, he added, "Guardian, Yuheng asked you to watch over here. If anyone comes, kill them all."

"I know." Zhao Jue turned around and said nothing more.

There is no point in asking such a small fry. It's better to wait and see and find an opportunity to find out some important information.

Seeing that Zhao Jue had no interest in continuing, the man in black put down his gun, jumped down the tree, and disappeared into the darkness in a few steps.

He ignored the movement behind him and stared at the villa while thinking. Yuheng, Yuelu, Mu'an, etc., are these the Big Dipper and the Ten Stars?

It seems that the three assassinations were all done by a group, but the first and second assassinations were purposeful and planned, and the third was purely accidental.

Just as I was wondering whether the assassin in the capital was Qixing or Shixiu, the quiet atmosphere in the villa was suddenly broken. First, shouts came from the middle rooms, and soon shouts came from the front room, followed by the sound of sharp weapons slashing and breaking doors.

"It seems that the family is being exterminated... I must also participate. Killing people by myself is really poor!"

After muttering a few words in a joking manner, Zhao's feet were full, and he had already swept away with a light touch. He landed on the courtyard wall to gain leverage and walked along the wall to the front yard.

In the courtyard, Yuheng turned his head slightly to look at the courtyard wall, vaguely feeling that someone ran over, but the waving attracted his attention. After dodging sideways, he could no longer feel anyone outside the wall.

"Am I suspicious? This feels good." The Qi in his hands flowed, blocking the incoming attacks, and he murmured after taking a few steps back.

He couldn't help but want to take a few more glances, but the few attacks made him pay attention to the outside of the wall. After changing his steps several times to escape the siege, the Qi flowed, and he blocked the attacks with a few palms.

"Want to die? Good! I'll help you!" He was already annoyed by having his thoughts interrupted, and the fact that several people were slashing relentlessly made Yu Heng, who always had a bad temper, a little angry.

The Qi in his hands suddenly increased, and he was in front of them while his steps kept changing. After slapping the people blocking him with both hands, he raised his feet and swept them away, and they flew backwards. They were already out of breath when they landed.

"Stop! Stop! What do you want to do?" The old man came over with a stick, knocking the ground with the stick and roaring.

But he was very old, and he slapped his chest weakly after roaring a few words.

The sound was loud to begin with, and there were all kinds of sounds around, which made it even louder. The people in the field still killed people without scruples, just pretending not to hear the old man's roar.

"Okay, what do you want to do? We can talk about money, why kill people?" The middle-aged man next to him shouted.

But it still had no effect, only Yuheng looked at him thoughtfully, and seemed to be a little impatient. Tianshu behind him saw this and stepped forward to pat Yuheng's shoulder and nodded to him.

He said calmly, "Yuheng, don't be emotional. For our career and for the future, these are necessary sacrifices..."

"I understand. If you let me go, I will be soft-hearted."

Tianshu then patted her shoulder and took two steps back. This is someone else's business. It's better for me to say more. Besides, I can only remind her. I can always help her make a decision, right?

Yuheng hesitated for a moment, made up his mind, circulated his true energy, rushed into the crowd, and when he came back, there was still no one standing.

Turning his head to look at the old man, the old man also looked at him calmly. After all, the old man was already buried up to his neck in the earth. It didn't matter if he died early or late, he would die. He had let it go long ago.

"Do you know why you want to kill us, everyone?"

"I can walk now, old man. You can always let me be a ghost who understands, right?"

To show his sincerity, the old man threw his wooden stick aside and smiled calmly.

On the contrary, Yuheng sighed lightly when he saw this, paused in his steps, lowered his head and dared not look at the old man again. After pausing for a few breaths, he continued to walk forward and stopped in front of the old man.

The old man looked at Yuheng's mask and was a little confused. It was not until he looked directly into Yuheng's eyes that he was startled.

He staggered back a step and said intermittently "Zhuang... Zhuang..."

Before he could say the first word, Yuheng had already grabbed his neck and lifted him up. She whispered, "Qi Bo, I'm sorry for you..."

Old man Qi Bo didn't recognize the voice, nodded lightly, and didn't ask any more questions. It wasn't until the force on his neck became stronger and stronger that he opened his mouth and silently said, "Eat well in the future, remember to give the master and the lady a good meal."

Yu Heng nodded slightly, closed his eyes and dared not look at Qi Bo, his hands tightened, and soon Qi Bo closed his eyes peacefully.

Zhao Jue had no expression on his face in the crowd, but he couldn't help mocking him.

"You've been an animal all your life, and you're killed and eaten, and you're still asking me not to hurt my hands."

"How cheap?"