XVIII. Secret Service Agencies
Wen Zhuyuan, who was sitting on the steps in front of the door, stood up, stuffed the bamboo tube, touched the scar on his neck with his hand, and laughed: "Then, I wish the two of you eternal marriage and old age." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Mu Rujingye turned around, nodded to him, and said, "Thank you." β
Feng Feifei was not so polite to him.
As soon as she saw that she was still cheeky here, she stepped forward and pushed him out with her hand, and then pointed to his nose and scolded, "Hmph, you stinky man and stinky rascal, it's better to get out of the way for me, I don't want to see you again." β
As he spoke, he buried his head in Mu Rujingye's arms and continued to cry.
While crying, he said angrily to Mu Rujing Ye Jiao: "Brother Ye Brother Ye, I don't want to see him again in the future, you let me hurry up and get out." β
Wen Zhuyuan sighed and said, "Alas, woman, woman, you are really a fickle creature. Just now he was still begging me with a dead face, who knew that in the blink of an eye, just, alas, it really didn't make sense, forget it, forget it, I still don't want to stay here and be annoying. β
As he spoke, he carried the sword on his shoulder, carried the bamboo basket on his back, and walked out lazily.
Just as he was about to walk out of the door, he suddenly stopped.
He turned around, looked at Mu Rujingye, and said lightly: "What's that...... Mu Ruxia, to put it mildly, if it wasn't for the woman I helped you take care of last night, I'm afraid there would not be your reunion this morning. I took care of her food and her stay, and led her back to this Nanling City from that hellish moonlit night forest, shouldn't you...... How much do you say that?"
As he spoke, he smiled angrily and rubbed his fingers.
Feng Feifei hurriedly said: "Brother Ye, don't listen to his nonsense, even if he cares about me eating, but I have already worked for her to pay off the debt." β
But Mu Rujingye still took out a gold coin from his arms and threw it into his arms.
But his face is a little unsightly.
Mu Rujing Ye said coldly: "You are best like what Feng Feifei said, go as far as you want, don't let us see you again, to be honest, I don't like you, I don't like you very much." β
Wen Zhuyuan took the golden baht, blew a breath, and put it to his ear to listen.
Satisfied, he put it in his arms and laughed: "Okay, good, good, I'll go, I'm not going to go." β
Looking at his back as he walked away, Feng Feifei looked at Mu Rujingye.
Mu Rujingye looked at the eldest lady again and laughed at each other.
Although they all smiled so gently, everyone could see that the meaning of their smiles was very different.
Seeing that they had finally come this far, Wen Zhuyuan was also secretly laughing.
It's like seeing a well-camouflaged fox finally show its tail.
He laughed, sang, and drank.
He looked extremely proud.
That's how he laughed, sang and drank, and walked into the giant mansion next to the Hero Building.
At this time, Juhaoxuan had completely lost the protection of the barrier with the left and right of the labyrinth, and it was completely presented in front of the eyes of the Nanling people. It wasn't until this moment that they were surprised to find that there was such a high, wide and mysterious courtyard next to the Hero Building.
It was as if the courtyard had suddenly come out of the ground overnight.
So, with a layer of mystery.
No one wants to approach it if it is not necessary.
Therefore, when Wen stopped and went in, he didn't attract too many people's attention.
He swaggered in, walked through the courtyard, and walked straight into the meeting hall of Juhaoxuan.
At this moment, Wen Ba was already waiting for him there with a smile on his face.
After Wen stopped and sat down on the chair closest to him, Wen Ba clapped his hands, and a young and beautiful woman walked out from behind the screen with a plate of gold baht.
Wen Ba made an unceremonious gesture and said with a smile: "Mei Daxia, the big boss is very satisfied with your performance this time, thank you for your hard work." You deserve it, baht and beauty. β
Wen Zhuyuan twisted a gold baht with two fingers and blew, put it to his ear and listened to it to see if there was a buzzing sound.
No, Wen Zhuyuan seemed to be disappointed, threw the twisted gold baht back into the tray, took it from the hand of the beautiful woman, and poured it all into the bamboo basket placed at his feet.
Empty trays were thrown on several cases next to them.
Wen Zhuyuan hooked his hand, took the woman into his arms, pulled her, sat on his lap, and then raised his hand and gently pinched her delicate little face, and said lewdly: "Oh, you little goblin, you really want to kill people, see how I will clean you up later." β
The woman thumped him on the chest and said coquettishly, "Well, Mei Daxia, you are so bad." β
Wen Zhuyuan held her chin and said, "Then I'll show you the bad later." β
After laughing enough with the woman, he raised his head and replied, "Eighth Master Wen, you are so polite, the so-called taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others." If it's not hard, how can you make money. β
Speaking of this, he kicked the bamboo basket containing money, sighed, and said, "However, the money this time is really not easy to make, and the famous Wen Zhuyuan is not so easy to pretend." At that time, you Wen Baye was not present, and you didn't feel the tense atmosphere of the scene, the battle with Mu Rujingye in the moonlit night forest almost tired my egg yolk, if it wasn't for me at that time, I'm afraid it wouldn't be me jumping around now, but me lying in the coffin. In the future, this kind of thankless work, Wen Baye, you should ask for another master. β
Wen Ba smiled, took a sip of the tea bowl, and said, "Why? You quit so quickly? Listening to the tone of what you just said, I thought you wanted to make more money." β
Wen Zhuyuan's ears suddenly stood up.
He looked at Wen Ba, his eyes almost flashed green, and said, "What? There is still a chance to make money? I don't know who I want to impersonate this time?"
Wen Ba's eyes suddenly shot out a cold light, and the birthmark on his face exuded a cold color, and he said in a deep voice: "This time I want to ask you to kill someone." β
Wen Zhuyuan touched the scar on his neck, thought about it, and said, "I don't know if it's a real kill or a fake killing?"
Wen Badao: "Kill a real person!"
Wen stopped and said: "Who?!"
Wen Badao: "Tiger courage is not up to it!"
Hearing this name, Wen Zhuyuan jumped up from his chair at once.
And the woman who was originally sitting on his lap was knocked to the ground with a bang by his sudden move, and she grinned her teeth.
However, Wen Zhuyuan did not have time to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.
He just clenched the iron sword that was placed in the bamboo basket, and his eyes looked at Wen Ba for a moment.
After a long while, he said in a deep voice: "I said Eighth Master Wen, are you kidding? Who is in Nanling City, I don't know, that Lord Xiang is not only the most prestigious iron-faced catcher in this Nanling City, but also seems to be the favorite general of the red-clothed lord Man Sari in the imperial capital Tianzhong City." Don't say that you can't kill him, but if you really kill him, I'm afraid that I won't be able to gain a foothold in this Nanling City in the future, not to mention that the crime of assassinating the imperial court officials is very big, even his colleagues, it's enough for me to stand it. Who doesn't know that Shenbei is one of the best spy agencies in Zhongzhou. β