Shen Yao pulled up a chair and sat opposite the old man and said.
"Once the King of Hell's message is sent out, no one has the right to take it back. This is a matter of the credibility of our Yama Palace. It has a century-old reputation that cannot be faulted. If you have this idea, I am afraid you will be disappointed, let alone me. He is a small agent, even the current master of Yama Palace has that qualification."
The old man shook his head and said.
"Really? After you, the people of the Yama Palace, have suffered heavy losses, you will definitely not send out killers easily again. This is no different from withdrawing the King of Hell's post. I don't like people keeping secretly watching, like a bush. There are poisonous snakes in there, that feeling is so annoying.”
"You...do you want to..."
The old man's expression changed drastically and he stared at Shen Yao in shock, obviously understanding Shen Yao's plan.
"Your guess is correct. Tell me as much as you know about your Yama Luodian's stronghold in Shen City and all the information about the killers."
Shen Yao took over his words.
"You are simply crazy. You are just a lunatic. Why do you want to deal with our Yama Palace? Grandmaster Huajin is certainly powerful, but in the Yama Palace, there are many gold medal killers of your level. If any king is dispatched, he will be defeated. You can die without a burial place."
The old man stared at Shen Yao in horror and said.
"So, you are not going to cooperate?"
"In the entire Yama Palace, there are not hundreds but dozens of killer agents like me. Do you think I am qualified to know so much? I am no longer a core member. Even if I know, I can't say..."
When the old man said this, a wisp of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he slowly leaned on the back of the wooden chair. The breath of life gradually disappeared, and his expression was peaceful.
Shen Yao frowned, stood up and took a look, and found that a metal tool the size of a pen refill in his hand had been pierced into his thigh at some point.
It was obvious that the tool was quenched with a poison that could seal one's throat when exposed to blood.
"You are really strong-willed. You would rather die than betray. You are worthy of being a member of the Yama Palace."
Shen Yao sighed with emotion and started searching inside the clock repair shop, looking for the killer the old man was responsible for.
Before he came, he also knew that it would be impossible to find the stronghold of Yama Temple, but he could kill a group of Yama Temple's peripheral members, or he could try to use them.
It may have an unexpected effect.
After searching for a while, Shen Yao finally found a black leather notebook inside a pendulum clock. He flipped through it and found that it contained many missions and information about the killer.
After checking around and finding no surveillance cameras, Shen Yao left calmly.
"Okay, you guys stay far away and pay attention to who comes in. Everyone who goes in will be photographed clearly."
Arriving at the silver-white van, Shen Yao glanced at Liucheng and the others and said.
"Yes, Mr. Shen, the mistress is an expert in this regard and has never been caught by the tail."
Liucheng pointed at a thin and inconspicuous gangster next to him and said.
"In addition, Brother Bao got a call, saying that he and the Black Tiger Gang have made an appointment to talk in the New World at nine o'clock tomorrow evening. I hope you can come by then."
"Okay, you can pick me up at the Jingyue Lake Villa area when the time comes."
Shen Yao nodded and left.
Half an hour after Shen Yao left, two men in ordinary clothes walked into the old watchmaker's shop. When they saw the dead old man, their faces changed.
"He actually died?"
The young man quickly walked around the workbench and carefully checked the old man's specific situation.
"Head, the initial judgment is that it was suicide. There are no signs of fighting."
"If my prediction is correct, someone has come before us, and that person's strength is terrifying. These fine needles should be the old man's plan to sneak attack on that person, but unfortunately he failed."
"The disparity in strength was so great that he had no choice but to commit suicide."
The middle-aged man with a scar above his left eyebrow bone looked at the fine needles on the counter and analyzed it.
"Boss, who is that master? Is he from Yama Palace?"
the young man asked doubtfully.
"I don't know. Unfortunately, there is no surveillance around here, and it is difficult to investigate who has been here. Forget it, let's leave it to the investigation team! We just need to protect the safety of the target, let's go!"
The middle-aged man said something and turned around and left without hesitation.
The two of them had no idea that everything they did was photographed from a distance by the mistress and others.
After returning to the villa, it was already early in the morning. Mu Qingmei did not ask Shen Yao anything, and he did not explain.
The next day, Mu Qingmei went to the company under the escort of Aning. Shen Yao originally planned to take the car, but Mu Qingmei refused, saying that it was to prevent anyone from noticing their relationship.
Shen Yao had no choice but to drive behind him.
Along the way, Shen Yao frequently looked through the rearview mirror and looked behind him. He found that a black car had been following them since they left the villa area. This made him a little confused and didn't know who the other person was.
After parking the car in a parking space near the company, Shen Yao found the black car parked on the side of the road. He felt moved, held a cigarette in his mouth, and walked over.
He saw two people in the car. One was a middle-aged man with short hair and a scar on his eyebrow bone. He looked a bit untouchable. The other was a young man with long hair. He was chewing gum in his mouth and looked carefree.
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Noticing Shen Yao walking over, the two people in the car also looked at Shen Yao.
"Friend, can you lend me a fire?"
Shen Yao asked the young man with a smile.
"for you."
The young man looked at Shen Yao, then took out a disposable lighter and handed it over.
"Thank you very much."
Shen Yao took it, lit the cigarette, returned the lighter to the other party, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, stared at them and asked: "Thank you, but I have a question, I am curious, who are you? With
There must be a purpose for our journey!"
The young man's face changed drastically, and he quickly regained his composure. He pretended that nothing happened and said, "I don't know what you are talking about."
"The special department is performing a mission. Don't ask if you shouldn't know."
The middle-aged man on the side took out a black ID card with a golden dragon pattern printed on it, and flashed it in front of Shen Yao's eyes, his eyes serious and sharp, with a strong warning.
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. We've never met. Goodbye."
Shen Yao pretended to be startled, showed fear, turned around and planned to run away.
He was very shocked. He did not expect that the person who followed them was actually the most mysterious Shenlong Guard of the Xia Kingdom.
It is rumored that the Shenlong Guard is the top official force in the Xia Kingdom, a force used to protect and guard some important figures. I didn't expect to see them here.
I'm afraid their purpose of following him all the way is to protect Mu Qingmei.
This also shows that the Mu family does have many hidden problems, and Qingmu Pharmaceutical is extremely complicated.
"Shen Yao, wait a minute, how about we get in the car and talk? It won't take you too long."