Jiu Heng seemed to be a brainless and reckless person, but he was actually very careful. He did not immediately kill the Yan family as soon as he arrived in the imperial capital, leaving no one behind.
Instead, I walked around outside and found that the Yan family's mansion was heavily guarded, and it was not easy to get in.
If you force your way in directly, the people inside are likely to be alerted and they will scatter in all directions, making it impossible to catch them all.
"The Yan family siblings, one died in Xiangshan and the other died in Jingdao, but these guys from the older generation still don't know what is good and want to jump out to make a difference." Jiuheng sneered in his heart and clenched his fists loudly.
Chu Xiao cut off his mother's head in order to seek justice, which naturally made him feel resentful. However, unlike Qi Dingxian and others who had many ties, he had to take the overall situation into consideration and just do what he pleased.
He walked around randomly and found that there was no chance to take advantage of him, so he temporarily suppressed his murderous intention and found a place to stay temporarily in the surrounding area.
The next day, he heard that Mr. Yan would hold a ninetieth birthday party and would invite distinguished guests from all over the world to his home for dinner. This made him think it was a good opportunity.
So, Jiu Heng went to a certain market, walked into a shop, and began to pick out the guy he wanted.
After seeing the two watermelon knives, Jiuheng weighed them and felt extremely satisfied.
"Boss, how do you sell this knife?" Jiuheng asked.
"Hey, brother, you have really good vision. My knife is imported from Germany and carefully crafted by German craftsmen..." the boss said eloquently.
"It's nonsense, isn't it? German melons don't stay ripe, so what kind of watermelon knife are they producing? I'm a melon seller, and I don't know how much this knife costs?" Jiuheng grinned and interrupted the boss.
The boss looked embarrassed, coughed twice, and said, "Will your melons stay ripe?"
Jiuheng curled his lips and said: "I am a melon seller, how can I still sell human melon eggs? Give it to me cheaper, and come back to my place to buy melons, I will also give you a discount."
The boss smiled and said: "My knife can cut off Xixi's red envelope, it costs ninety-nine yuan..."
Jiuheng said coldly: "Nineteen dollars and nine a knife. I want two of them, but I won't sell them. If you sell me these two knives, you can be said to be a proud ancestor."
Seeing that the boss was still hesitating, Jiuheng turned around and left.
The boss hurriedly stopped Jiuheng and said with a smile: "Hey, it's just a joke. It's nineteen yuan a handful. You can take it!"
"Brother, you are quite interesting. How are you going to let me use these two swords to honor our ancestors?"
"Chopping a melon every day can still give me a sense of superiority, right?"
Jiuheng took out the cash and gave it to the boss, then rolled up the knife with newspaper and threw it into a black plastic bag. He said calmly: "I'm going to chop some bad melons in the past few days, so as not to be left on the market and cause harm to people's health."
The people. Tell me, does this honor your ancestors?"
The boss thought Jiuheng was very interesting, so he took out a cigarette and gave it to him, saying: "Then you are really willing to split the melons you grow."
Jiuheng chuckled, looked at the boss with a cigarette in his mouth, and said: "Of course, my brother can't tolerate sand in his eyes."
After smoking the cigarette, Jiuheng waved his hand and left the market, but he had two more watermelon knives in his hand.
After returning to his residence, Jiuheng began to seriously plan, how to take action, how long it would take to finish, and how to retreat... These details could not be missed.
There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the imperial capital. Once something breaks out, an overwhelming number of experts will attack him. If he doesn't run away immediately, he will be unable to fly!
"After killing someone, immediately go north, follow He Duolian's route into the Snow Country, and then contact the big goose..."
"The big goose has great powers and can send me anywhere. Well... killing the Yan family is not a big deal after all. I still have to hide in a foreign country, so I'll go to Jipeng."
"I don't care if Jie Peng has any customs or not. The main thing is that Jie Peng also believes in the compassion of our Buddha. The main reason for Buddha is to see Jie Peng's Dharma!"
Jiuheng was planning and thinking, and he quickly planned his escape route.
"I don't know if I have a chance to meet Teacher Sanshang, whom Qi Laoliu often talks about. Well... I mainly want to know if she believes in Buddhism!" Jiuheng put down the pen and paper, tore up the paper and flushed it into the toilet.
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His cell phone on the table rang, and when he saw that it was Qi Dingxian, he directly connected the call.
"I said, Lord Jiu, where have you been?" Qi asked as soon as he opened his mouth.
"What does it have to do with you where I go? I'm doing well recently, so don't bother me if you have nothing to do!" Jiuheng said.
"Damn! Be careful with your kidney deficiency." Qi Ding said unhappily.
"Hey, don't be jealous of me, Lord Buddha." Jiuheng said dismissively, and then hung up the phone with a bang.
Then, Jiuheng pinched his chin and fell into deep thought. The fierce light in his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a long while, he scratched his head and said: "The status of these people in the Yan family is extraordinary. After killing them, I'm afraid the matter will be covered up. By then, Lord Buddha, I won't be able to make a name for myself."
"If this matter cannot be spread, it will definitely not be able to overshadow Qi Buyu's reputation as the king..."
"Lord Buddha, I must let these bad guys in the imperial capital know that I am more terrifying than Qi Buyu!"
He stood up and began to pace around. It was really hard to think of any good ideas.
It wasn't until he was lying on the bed out of boredom, playing with two sharp watermelon knives, that he suddenly had an idea and burst out laughing.
"Haha, hahaha! Buddha, I can actually come up with such an idea. I am worthy of being the protagonist of the new era. Qi Laoliu and his father are destined to only be my foils." Jiuheng laughed and said,
The two watermelon knives were intertwined together, making a constant friction sound.
The cold light on the blade reflected on his face, showing incomparable ferocity and terror, like a demon king crawling out of hell.
Jiuheng put the two watermelon knives under the bed. After figuring out the key, he went to sleep peacefully.
When I got up the next morning, I went to the park and practiced Baji Quan. I felt relaxed, my breath was like a dragon, my thoughts were clear, and my mind was as clear as ever.
Jiuheng only felt that his aura was becoming more and more complete, and his punches were getting smoother and smoother. Finally, he couldn't help but let out a long roar, and then laughed loudly and said: "I guess there will be no shortage of wine in the house that day. Lord Buddha, I will drink and slash with my sword."
Human heads, it’s so unpleasant to think about it!”
However, Qi Dangxian and others did not take Jiu Heng's disappearance to heart. After all, this guy often sneaked away to Shuihui to refine his heart in the world of mortals. This magical city was full of entertainment and entertainment, so it was normal for him to be fascinated by him for a while.
Qi Dangxian can only hope that one day he won't have to go to the police station to get someone. That would be too embarrassing...
He Duolian, on the other hand, was a little frightened and kept a close eye on the situation in the imperial capital. She didn't know how big of a fuss Jiuheng would make in the end.
As two or three days passed, although Qi Dangxian still felt aggrieved when he recalled the incident, he also knew that he had no choice but to settle the matter in the end.
And Jiuheng's absence made it difficult for him to be clean. Otherwise, this guy would always yell about his itchy skin and seek beatings, which would be quite annoying.