Chapter 588

Old Chaofeng's heart trembled.

"Tomorrow morning?"

"Right, tomorrow morning. Don't take three unrelated heads to perfunctorily me. Which three shopkeepers arranged for assassins to assassinate, I know clearly in my heart. Old Chaofeng, don't kill the wrong person tonight. Kill the wrong one, I want you to pay ten heads. I, Chen Guanlou, have always kept my word, fair to all."

Old Chaofeng's dry cheeks couldn't control the twitching.

Chen Guanlou finished the last bit of tea, picked up the wooden box, "The sincerity I received, very good, I am very satisfied. Tomorrow morning, as long as Old Chaofeng sends the final sincerity to the Heavenly Prison, the old accounts between us will be written off. In the future, if there is a place to use, just come to the Heavenly Prison to find me. Goodbye!"

Old Chaofeng wanted to open his mouth to stay, tonight he arranged a whole night of programs, the real essence is still behind. Leaving now, it's a pity, at least enjoy the full set.

However, the words reached his mouth, no matter how he said it, he couldn't say the words of staying.

Go, go!

Plague god hurry up and go.

His brain hurts.

Chen Guanlou didn't take the boat, but lightly stepped on the boat paddle, his figure jumped up, as if walking in mid-air, lightly crossed the wide lake surface, and went ashore.

People who make a living on the lake have seen many martial artists, or handsome or ugly, and painting boats entertaining female guests. But like Chen Guanlou, walking on the lake surface easily and comfortably, lightly crossing to the shore, is the first time to see.

In the past, martial artists who showed off, stepped on water to cross the river, must rely on one or two tools.

Old Chaofeng also saw this scene.

"Walking in the air! This is walking in the air!" Old Chaofeng muttered to himself, not relying on any external objects, walking in the air, it must be a top martial artist to do it.

The heart that was originally a little hesitant, at this moment became firm.

Die!

Those who should die are all dead, the matter can be settled, everyone can follow to breathe.

Think on the good side, just die three people, not three families, not hundreds of people, already lucky.

The reverse scale of a ninth-rank martial artist, how can it be touched at will. If you touch it, you must be prepared to bear the consequences.

Chen Guanlou returned to the house in the back alley of the Marquis Prefecture, practiced all night, and when the sky was bright, the whole person was refreshed, vaguely perceiving that the cultivation had improved. As for the degree of improvement, and whether it was ninth-rank strength, which stage of ninth-rank, he had no clue at all.

This is the disadvantage of having no teacher and no senior guidance.

All the way relying on self-exploration, wrong or right don't know, all relying on life.

Martial artists are as many as ox hair.

However, ninth-rank martial artists are extremely rare, like that Tianshan snow lotus, only heard of but never seen.

In fact, martial artists who have passed the fifth rank and entered the sixth rank already belong to rare species, and each one is a treasure. The gambling den sent a seventh-rank martial artist to assassinate him, really spent a big cost.

Cultivating a seventh-rank martial artist, the investment of time, manpower, financial resources, and various resources must be an astronomical figure.

Just folded like this!

Heartache!

After washing, changed into a uniform, swayed and went to the Heavenly Prison to work.

Just sat down in the office, breakfast from the breakfast shop opposite was sent in.

The other party just sent it, he opened his mouth to eat. No one mentioned money.

Master Mu saw that he ate without problems, thinking that the breakfast shop was not to poison. So he also wanted a portion to eat, also free.

Took a bite and became addicted, so much so that he regretted not eating it yesterday.

Wanted to ask about the experience of the top gold-selling cave last night, several times opened his mouth to speak, but was glared back by Chen Guanlou.

"Don't ask about what shouldn't be asked. You can't go, a thousand taels of silver a night, selling you is not enough. If you don't know, you won't have delusions, and you won't fall into the devil's way because of this, and your heart will not be obsessed. I am all for your good! Like such a good master as me, you can't find a few in the whole capital."

Chen Guanlou righteously refused Master Mu.

Master Mu:...

Why, he still has to thank the master for not sharing the experience of the gold-selling cave with him?

"The master's mouth, even the dead can be said to be alive."

"If I have this ability, I am a god, everyone in the world must offer me, I eat incense every day and get longevity."

"Since it is a god, it must be longevity."

"Who told you that gods must have longevity?"

"Then who said that gods cannot have longevity? If you don't have longevity, why be a god?"

This is a paradox!

Chen Guanlou didn't want to argue with Master Mu. A bastard, more and more without rules, forgot the superior and inferior.

Other people's masters, keep their duties, dare not take a wrong step.

His master, just honest for a while when he first came, recently learned to argue and debate with him.

Could it be that his temperament is unique, and the masters he raised are particularly different from other families, revealing his temperament: rebellious!

He shook his head, hurriedly threw this absurd thought out.

Finished breakfast, drank half a cup of tea.

Before the two-day deadline ended, Old Chaofeng's final sincerity was finally sent.

Three wooden boxes, carried by three errand boys.

The three errand boys were trembling, their legs were shaking, as if they saw the King of Hell.

Chen Guanlou sat on the chair, looking unpleasantly at the three errand boys, "Will this official eat people?"

"Lord calm anger! Last night, Old Chaofeng blew the cold wind, and coughed early in the morning, unable to get out of bed. The doctor looked, it was a cold. Afraid of passing the illness to the lord, so Old Chaofeng couldn't come personally, and sent us to come. This is the letter Old Chaofeng gave to the lord, please lord take a look."

The steward is still bold and careful and can speak, offering the letter with both hands, standing on the side, waiting for instructions.

Chen Guanlou dismantled the letter.

Old Chaofeng's letter, the words are earnest, and the sincerity is full.

After reading the letter, the anger in his heart dissipated, "Open the box, I will see it with my own eyes."

The steward took the order, hurriedly ordered the three errand boys to open the wooden box.

The three errand boys were bloodless, trembling and opened the wooden box, revealing three heads sprinkled with lime.

Chen Guanlou glanced, saw it clearly, it was the three shopkeepers who arranged for assassins to assassinate him, among them a shopkeeper surnamed Hu, who was the most arrogant.

He looked at the sword technique on the neck again, "Cut after death?"

"Not to hide from the lord, it was indeed cut after death."

"How did you die?"

"These two died of poison, this one died of suffocation."

Oh!

Chen Guanlou smiled, "Someone, go invite Old Zhang Tou."

The gambling den steward didn't know who Old Zhang Tou was, with doubt on his face.

Chen Guanlou ignored the other party, just drank tea.

After a while, Old Zhang Tou was invited, "Visit the lord."

"Old Zhang Tou, help me see those three heads, how did they die, when did they die. Take out your housekeeping skills."

The gambling den steward never expected that Chen Guanlou would invite a coroner to verify the head, what kind of operation is this? Could it be that he suspects the head is fake?

People are dead, where does the head come from?

This move is truly unexpected.

No wonder Old Chaofeng repeatedly emphasized that Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen is an extraordinary person, and cannot be treated as an ordinary person. Normal people, who would live in the Heavenly Prison as a small Jiang Jiang Yucheng while possessing ninth-rank cultivation. In the world, throughout the ages, there is only such a big freak as Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen.