"Zhao Yuchen said: 'When I checked the cause of Zhang's death, I knew that the moment he was toxic in the shouting of the dishes, he was not actually poisoned.'"

"As he said that, Zhao Yuchen looked up at Du, and smiled and said, "You should know that poisons made with poisons are effective quickly. If you fall to the ground and die, you will never say anything even if Zhang suspects you before he dies. But before Zhang dies, he still has the strength to point at the dish and shout, for fear that people inside and outside the cafeteria will not hear it. Then how could he die after being hit by such a strong poison?'"

"'It's strange, why do the murderers in this world think they are very smart? You are obviously very stupid, which makes me, the young master of Dali Temple, very bored. Zhao Yuchen sighed a little tiredly."

"Zhongjiu really couldn't understand what his friend was sighing. He blinked and looked up and asked only one sentence: 'So, isn't the food poisonous?" As soon as he saw Zhao Yuchen nodding, he immediately picked up the soup bowl and scooped all the remaining soup into his own bowl."

The old dog suddenly laughed: "Hehe, it's true that Chongjiu's personality."

Gu Xiang also laughed: "Zhao Yuchen said with a smile. He said that the biggest function of carrying this kid is not that he can fight, but that he is interesting."

A plum blossom dart was instantly added in his hands.

He was thinking about something without caring about Busi and was waiting to take action. He heard Gu Xiang suddenly shift his gaze in the room, staring at the old man Sun on the ground and laughed: "Don't be sad about Xiang Gazi you said."

Old Man Sun: "??"

He was so sad that Xiang Gazi was not his father or his daughter, and it had nothing to do with him if he died a thousand times.

Having said that, Old Man Sun showed great importance to love and friendship, and sighed: "Hey, everyone will kill people. There is nothing to be sad, and sadness is useless."

Gu Xiang laughed: "That's right. He killed Xiang Gazi's group of black-clad men. The one who had a gun with a gun head three inches longer than usual was dead. He died under the long whip, and the one who had a long whip was also dead, and died under the Park Knife. The one who had a Pu Dao was not dead yet... I don't know how long he could live."

Old Man Sun: "??"

Without three hands and one stiff, it tightened immediately.

He naturally heard the meaning of the little lady in the house.

This means that they were silenced, and they were silenced by their own people.

Can you believe it?

Busan knew that he shouldn't believe it, but a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his spine, he was palpitations and breathless, and his head was dizzy.

Logically speaking, this lady Gu must have never seen her inappropriately and is not like them.

In recent days, this person has been under surveillance most of the time. Although the spies dare not get close because of the many masters around her, they still know the general situation.

She had never seen it before, how could she know that no matter how different the weapons were, it was not like that?

That must be someone who told her...

Could it be that the unruly and unparalleled group of people really had internal conflicts?

Busan couldn't help but look at Bussi.

This is not impossible in the organization. He and Bu Si have done more than once a dirty job. The killer shows his face and dies, and the target he can't mess with will die. If he knows the secret he can't know, he will die.

The organization ordered the killers under his command to kill each other, which was a basic operation. They were originally tools to be raised, and in the eyes of those who were superior, they were not considered individuals at all.

Perhaps Bu Si also received the task of killing himself to silence him after the task was completed. Who would have killed Bu Si? Is it a donkey or a horse? Or can't help but?

In terms of the ability to kill, only these two groups of people can beat less than four.

Busan also guessed that maybe the little lady in the room was deliberately playing with him and teasing him, but he still lost the desire to do something for a moment.

He was a cautious person, he was already hesitating, and he felt that he might be the one who killed him when he took action.

"Walk!"

Busan made a gesture, turned around and left without any delay.

I followed without thinking about it.

In their combination, Busan is responsible for using his brain, Busan is used to only taking action.

The yard was silent, Gu Xiang exhaled in his heart, with a smile on his face, and as usual, he explained the unclear parts of his story as usual, and improved the details and corrected some fallacies. After a while, she said: "Old dog, be careful, go to the kitchen to bring the meat buns I made."

The old dog responded and went out. Soon after, his furious roar sounded: "There is a thief, thief! Half of the buns are gone!"

Gu Xiang relaxed, got up and quickly packed up some dry food, called Lao Gou, walked around to the back door of the backyard, opened the door and went out into the forest.

Old dog: "Ah?"

"Ah what, go quickly."

Gu Xiang whispered.

She had never experienced such an exciting thing. I think she was just an ordinary student who had just come out of the ivory tower and had never even seen the swords and shadows of the workplace, let alone these real swords and guns fighting for life and death?

This time she was really unlucky, and her new life was about to end.

Gu Xiang briefly said what happened just now, and the old dog's legs became weak: "Kill, killer? Kill us? Why?"

"No, since we've scared everyone away, we still want to run away?"

Gu Xiang walked in the mountains without saying a word, while directing the old dog to remove traces.

Even though she has never experienced such things, has always read TV and novels, she still knows that she should clean up the traces.

"I don't think I'm that smart and can't fool the killer for the second time."

The first time I had no choice but to go on to meet the great fortune.

She only has one life and has no courage to be on the verge of danger again.

Not far away, Busan runs for a while, Busan suddenly turns his head and asks, "Have you received other instructions before going out of the mission?"

Bu Si chewed the buns in one go, and said vaguely: "What order? Who else can I kill? I haven't had a rest for a month."

He paused without stopping, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He was very confused since he went to kill people today. He was mainly prepared for a tough battle before coming, but everything was unexpected, so he was stunned.

Busan slapped his forehead suddenly and shook his head: "Let's go back."

No four: "Ah?"

"Go and kill the target."

After saying that, he turned around and walked back.

Bu Si was stunned for a moment and cursed angrily: "You are not a good thing either. Isn't this fun? I think you are afraid that you won't be able to eat such delicious buns in the future, as well as soup with spinach, pork belly chicken, etc., so I don't want to kill her anymore."

Busan: "...that's one hundred thousand taels!"

How could it be compared to a few bites? No matter how delicious it is, it would not be enough. And even if people are alive, why should they give them the killers?

The two returned to the inn, leaving only bandits tied up tightly and even their heads covered.

No three: "…"

Busi walked around and said, "They went to Yelang Mountain. I won't chase them. The mountain people in that place are all barbarians, and they really know how to eat people raw."

If you don’t have three, you will cherish your life and don’t want to chase you.

"never mind."

Although it was a hundred thousand taels, he was exhausted after all the troubles.
Chapter completed!