In the room, Qin Luo picked up the teapot, poured tea into the cup slowly, lowered his head and said, "You're here. It's cold outside. Would you like to come in and have a cup of hot tea?"
No one answered.
He didn't care, and continued as if talking to himself: "You hang it on the outer edge of the wall on the second floor. Don't your hands feel sore? Why don't you come in and sit down.
I know you are very curious about my appearance, and I also don’t want to use force, so it would be great if you could come in and talk calmly.”
"I'm here." The next second, a voice came from behind Qin Luo, with a calm tone, "If you didn't want to use force, why did you kill so many of us?"
When Qin Luo heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
A powerful assassin must have full confidence in his concealment ability.
What's more, the man blocked almost all his own aura, jumped left and right on the surrounding rooftops for a while, and then jumped onto the wall of the second floor of Tianji Building. He was not careless.
He had achieved this level. If Qin Luo hadn't activated his hunter instinct, it would have been almost impossible to find him.
However, after turning on the hunter's instinct, this series of actions was no different from the live broadcast in Qin Luo's eyes.
Therefore, the opponent's position can be easily revealed by himself, even the specific position.
At this time, ordinary assassins might try to force the attack.
But a mature assassin has only two choices left, either to run away and look for another good opportunity, or to give up the assassination, accept his own invitation, and go up to the building to negotiate with him.
But there was something about this man that made Qin Luo feel wary.
That is, his tone was as calm as the bottomless lake, making it difficult for people to figure out the details.
After all, if the other party's tone is cold, or if he says those words angrily and his emotions are obviously leaked, Qin Luo will not feel threatened.
Qin Luo is well aware of this kind of psychological game.
He turned around, smiled slightly, and leisurely handed over the cup of tea that had just been poured on the table.
"Would you like tea? This is the finest Yishui Maojian, produced by a seven-hundred-year-old ancient tea tree. I only have three pounds and six taels, so I brewed it just now."
While passing the tea, Qin Luo was also observing the assassin leader in front of him.
If I could describe it in one word, it would be unremarkable.
It seems that this face does not violate the rules wherever it appears.
He can be a butcher in the market, a policeman in the county government, or a storyteller in a teahouse.
But Qin Luo knew the true identity of the person in front of him, and could only lament that he had a face that was born to be an assassin, and it was difficult to leave any memory points on people, and it was an excellent appearance for sneaking around.
Unlike myself, who has a look of over 90, others will be amazed at the first sight.
As a result, when Heyutang needed him to go on missions in person in the early days, he could only cover his face with a veil.
While Qin Luo was observing him, Qi Po looked at the cup of tea. After hesitating for a moment, he still chose to refuse and said, "No, let's talk about business."
"That's a pity. I can only drink this good tea by myself." Qin Luo shook his head with emotion, "If I want to get down to business, I would like to ask, your Excellency has sent several waves of people over to kill me, but you still...
He beat me down and accused me of not leading the way to death."
"Whether we have malicious intentions or not depends on what you have done." Qi Po said in the same calm tone, "I'm afraid the existence of Tianji Tower is not that simple. Your refusal to become the leader of the martial arts alliance some time ago shows that you have other plans.
thought."
He paused and said in a deep voice: "In Lingzhou, if you have no interest in the secular world, you will only target our Anyin Tower."
When saying this, Qi Po took a step forward and used body language to create a sense of oppression.
Qin Luo chuckled and said: "Your words are even more unreasonable. Since I established the Tianji Tower, I have only collected various intelligences. Do you have any intention to target the Ananyin Tower?"
His question made Qi Po a little stunned.
According to their previous judgment, the appearance of the Tianji Tower out of thin air, coupled with the statistics of the movements in Jiangbei, was a naked declaration of war against the Anyin Tower.
What's more, Tianji Tower almost unified the martial arts some time ago and became famous, which made the Anyin Tower, which was already hidden in the dark, even more...
After a moment of silence, he said, "That's not true."
"So your Excellency brought people to kill me today, how can it be justified?" Qin Luo continued to ask, taking control of the initiative.
At this time, both of them had a basic understanding of the other's intentions, but during the negotiation process, knowing it was one thing and speaking it out was another.
Qi Po's eyes gradually turned cold as he was forced to question him continuously until he was speechless.
The situation was unfavorable and he wanted to overturn the table.
After all, his flying knife is fast within seven steps, and his flying knife is fast and accurate within seven steps!
"If you want to take action, you may as well give it a try, but if you try to take action a second time, I will detonate the thousands of kilograms of black powder buried around the Tianji Building in advance. I'm afraid you won't be able to walk out of the building intact by then.
." Qin Luo said calmly.
Naturally, he doesn't want to die together. The breast shield that can withstand three fatal injuries now gives him the confidence to threaten Qi Po.
Qi Po leaned his right hand on his waist and hesitated, and sneered: "You have buried the gunpowder in advance, and you still said you have no plans to deal with us?"
He stared at Qin Luo confidently, thinking that he had found a loophole and that he was rebelling against the general and could regain the initiative in negotiations.
Qin Luo shook his head and said: "You don't know something. This gunpowder was originally used to deal with those Jianghu people. Unexpectedly, they finally succumbed, so I didn't use it. Isn't it a coincidence that it hasn't been removed now?"
Qi Po almost blurted out the words "nonsense".
After all, as an assassin, he usually talks to dead people, so negotiating and sophistry with Qin Luo is too reluctant.
After hesitating again and again, he took a deep breath, took his hands away from his waist, and suppressed the murderous intention in his heart.
Because I can't see through the person in front of me.
It was clear that Qin Luo was in his eyes, and although his aura was not weak, his attack from this distance seemed to kill Qin Luo in an instant, making it impossible for him to miss.
This should have been the confidence he should have as a top heaven-level assassin!
But he had a mysterious feeling that seemed to be nothing.
As long as you take action, you will definitely be the one who dies in the end.
"Can we seriously negotiate?" A smile appeared on Qin Luo's lips, knowing that the situation was now completely under his control.
Qi Po took a deep breath, and then said helplessly: "Say."
He felt that talking to Qin Luo made him feel more tired than lurking on the rafters for three days without eating or drinking in order to assassinate him.
Qin Luo smiled and said: "How many things can you decide about An Yin Tower with your authority?"
"Aside from the original poster and the twenty-eight hosts, it's me."
"That's okay." Qin Luo nodded, "My intention this time is actually to cooperate with you..."