Chapter 919: Handing Over a Head

In the middle of the night, the small Chen courtyard welcomed an uninvited guest.

A figure who was unexpected, yet expected—the evil cult leader Zhang Daohe!

"You actually dare to come to the capital?"

Chen Guanlou looked at the other party, his expression suddenly changing. He narrowed his eyes slightly to size him up.

He saw that the other party's brilliance was restrained, returning to simplicity, completely blending into the night, blending into the ordinary crowd—he was a martial artist, an old farmer, a merchant, a peddler, an official...

"You... are a Grandmaster?"

Luck is always someone else's!

Chen Guanlou laughed twice; anyway, he would be one soon, no need to envy others.

"I still have to thank Brother Chen. If it weren't for Brother Chen's help, I wouldn't have been promoted to Grandmaster so smoothly. This time I came to the capital to give Brother Chen a gift."

"You and I have long been clear; no need to come and thank me in person."

"Not so!" Zhang Daohe was promoted to Grandmaster, and his cultivation seemed to have reached a higher level, appearing polite. The sinister feeling of calculating people's hearts at all times was gone, and he appeared sunny and upright.

Chen Guanlou pondered; the other party had obtained a great opportunity in the ancient tomb. He just didn't know what the difference was between the other party's opportunity and his own.

Zhang Daohe took out a bundle and placed it on the table, "Brother Chen, please take a look!"

Chen Guanlou stared at the bundle and smelled a faint smell of blood, "What's in here? Don't mess around!"

"I just took someone's head by the way. Brother Chen doesn't like stupid people, and neither do I!"

"You..."

Chen Guanlou opened the bundle eagerly, and sure enough, it was the head of the Heir of Prince Cheng.

"You... you are meddling! You are simply failing more than succeeding! Who told you to kill him? Whether he lives or dies is not for you and me to worry about."

"Don't you dislike him, Brother Chen? It's not bad that I solved it for you."

"If I wanted to kill him, would I need your help? Who are you looking down on?" Chen Guanlou was furious; at this moment, he even had the heart to kill the other party.

He didn't dare to imagine how panicked Chen Quan and the others must be at this time, fearing that their heads would not be guaranteed. Being kidnapped is two different things from being killed.

Moreover, the person was killed, and the head was missing.

Holding a headless corpse and saying it's the Heir of Prince Cheng, who would believe it?

Even ghosts wouldn't believe it!

It would only invite a large amount of interrogation and suspicion, suspecting that the jailers and the Six Shanmen agents colluded to let the Heir of Prince Cheng go. They just found a headless corpse to impersonate the Heir of Prince Cheng.

Simply finished!

Fortunately, the head had a whereabouts.

It's just that Chen Guanlou still needs to clean up the mess.

Thinking of this, he attacked Zhang Daohe directly.

Zhang Daohe didn't take the move, but chose to avoid it, "Brother Chen, what are you doing? If you are not satisfied with my gift, just say so; why move your hands. You are not my opponent at all now."

Chen Guanlou sneered, "Do you know how much trouble you have caused me because of your unauthorized actions."

"It's just the Heir of Prince Cheng; killing him is killing him!" Zhang Daohe looked indifferent.

"Just..." Chen Guanlou laughed, "You mix in the Jianghu, I mix in the officialdom. You take that Jianghu set to play in the officialdom; are you deliberately looking for trouble? Mr. Zhang, have I ever offended you? I helped you so much, you don't thank me, and you caused me such big trouble; you are looking for death!"

Zhang Daohe:...

He just didn't understand.

"Is it really that much trouble?"

"Do you want to compensate?" Chen Guanlou's brain moved, "Are you sincerely wanting to thank me? There is one thing here that you do, and I will accept your favor."

"You say!"

"Monk Liaochen is dead, you know that."

"I heard about this."

"Liaochen's death is a bit strange. I want you to find Zhou Mobai and Wei Wubing, and walk around them. You don't have to say anything; you can exchange two moves, and then leave. How about it, can you do it?"

Zhang Daohe clicked his tongue, "Brother Chen, how do I feel you are calculating me."

"That's right, I am calculating you. You can not agree! Anyway, gratitude is something that can be expressed verbally. And you have already given silver; normally speaking, we are already clear!" After speaking, Chen Guanlou pointed to the head on the table. He didn't forget to remind the other party that this head is a big trouble!

Not caring about the head is his generosity!

Zhang Daohe pondered for a while, and suddenly asked: "Liaochen wasn't killed by you, was he."

"Of course it wasn't me. If I had that ability, I wouldn't need to calculate you. But someone is always determined to find trouble, so... Brother Zhang, are you willing to do this favor?"

He thought the other party would bargain.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Daohe agreed very simply, "Okay! I will take this matter. At worst, let Eunuch Wei misunderstand that I killed Liaochen. I, Zhang Daohe, have carried countless black pots in my life; I don't mind carrying one more. In this way, Brother Chen will no longer care about the head!"

At this moment, Chen Guanlou had to look up to the other party, "Aren't you afraid of Wei Wubing chasing you? The one surnamed Wei has been famous for many years and has been in the Grandmaster realm for many years. Although you are already a Grandmaster, there is a chasm between Grandmasters and Grandmasters."

"Since I stepped into the Grandmaster realm, I have never really fought with anyone. Just right, take this opportunity to exchange moves with the one surnamed Wei and weigh my own weight! Even if I can't win, I still have the ability to run away."

He didn't lie about this point.

The cult bandits are best at disguising and running away!

Zhang Daohe, as an evil cult leader, has even more superb skills.

Chen Guanlou said thank you directly.

"Brother Chen is polite! You have helped me a lot; although we are clear on silver, I know that that little silver is not enough to express my gratitude."

"You came to the capital just to kill the Heir of Prince Cheng and give me a gift?"

"Killing the Heir of Prince Cheng was just by the way; seeing this person's appearance evoked some unpleasant memories, my hand was faster than my brain, and then the head was in my hand. Thinking you might need it, I sent it to you."

Hearing this, Chen Guanlou's mouth twitched, unable to bear looking.

The Heir of Prince Cheng also had bad luck for eight lifetimes; going out to worship, he actually ran into Zhang Daohe, this evil cult leader. Not looking at the almanac when going out, it really is a death disaster in his life!

"You came to the capital, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I won't hide it from you; anyway, I believe you won't go out and talk nonsense. The Embroidered Uniform Guard caught our brothers, and I'm here to break the prison!"

"Troubling a dignified Grandmaster to break the prison, the Embroidered Uniform Guard's face is really big."

Zhang Daohe laughed, "I'm very busy tonight; if I have time tomorrow, I'll come to find Brother Chen for a drink. Goodbye!"

As the voice fell, the person had already gone far away.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard is not peaceful tonight.

Chen Guanlou looked at the head on the table and rubbed his eyebrows. While the head was still fresh, he decisively picked up the bundle and hurried toward Chen Quan and the others.

Chen Quan and his party were rushing around in the middle of the night, panicked and unable to live in peace. Everyone looked like they were mourning their parents, looking like they were about to die.

Going on a public errand, the prisoner died! The key is that the head is gone!

Can't hand over the errand!

The jailers and the Six Shanmen agents blamed each other. In the end, they hugged each other and cried. With such a big loophole, I'm afraid none of them will have a good death, and all of them will have their heads cut off.

Slap!

Just crying!

A head rolled into the room!

Everyone looked closely, and it was the head of the Heir of Prince Cheng who had been missing for a night!

The head was lost and found; hahaha, everyone doesn't have to die! ===== CHAPTER 920 =====