Guihai Eilai and Po Dao both had good fishing skills and looked like they were both experienced. In a short time, they caught more than a dozen river fish that were more than a foot long.
Po Dao's daily acupuncture treatment time was around noon, and Mo Qingge arrived on time.
"Shouldn't you be at home with your wife at this time? Mr. Guihai and I are here, so there will be no problem." Mo Qingge said.
Qin Chuan said: "I came here to see Mr. Po Dao today. I heard that you love fish, so I made an exception today to make a whole fish feast for people other than my wife."
"Pull it down, I am also from a wealthy family. I have never eaten anything. Do you think eating something like this would be attractive to me?" Mo Qingge said disdainfully.
"There will still be attraction, at least you haven't tried the skills of the Chef God of Tianying Palace." Qin Chuan smiled, rolled up his sleeves and carried the fish into the kitchen.
Mo Qingge continued to give Po Dao acupuncture treatment as usual. After her treatment was completed, Qin Chuan's whole fish feast was ready.
Boiled fish, grilled fish, braised fish, sweet and sour fish, squirrel fish, fish with chopped pepper... There are more than a dozen ways to cook a dozen fish. The aroma spreads throughout the restaurant, which is called an appetite stimulant.
Mo Qingge's aloofness could not be used at this time. She had heard about Qin Chuan's cooking skills and had longed for them, but she had never had the chance.
A few people sat down and Po Dao took out a bottle of liquor, which was then confiscated by Mo Qingge.
Po Dao's injury has not yet healed, and he cannot eat more food for the time being. The same goes for wine. There are only one or two light flavors of fish on the table that he can eat.
"Just bear with it a little longer. When your injury heals, I'll make you a whole-fish feast for a month to make up for the loss." Qin Chuan joked.
"Don't dare! Don't dare!" Po Dao laughed awkwardly.
As I said before, he has a strong sense of superiority and inferiority between master and servant. How dare he let Qin Chuan cook for him?
Several people were no longer polite, and the whole scene was chaotic.
Especially Mo Qingge, she is actually a cold, arrogant and aloof woman, but now she is bowing down to Qin Chuan's cooking skills. There is no psychological pressure to eat with several grown men. The attitude of the aloof young lady is directly thrown away.
Without a trace.
There is also a fish soup in the kitchen, with some Chinese medicine added to it. This is the therapeutic medicinal soup prepared by Mo Qingge for Po Dao, which serves as an auxiliary treatment.
After the soup was cooked, Po Dao filled a bowl by himself, ready to enjoy the meal.
"Wait a moment!"
Before the spoon with the broken knife was brought to her mouth, Mo Qingge suddenly let out a soft drink.
"Um?"
Mo Qingge went to the bowl of Broken Dao and sniffed the soup with his nose, and his expression suddenly changed.
Then, she took off a silver hairpin from her head and dipped it in the soup. After a few seconds, the area where the soup had soaked it turned a weird golden color.
"Pah——!"
Mo Qingge reached out and knocked down the bowl of soup. The soup spilled on the table and the ground. A burst of white smoke rose wherever it passed, and a hole was corroded on the table and the ground.
"Poisonous nitrocyanide!"
Qin Chuan frowned. Even if he took just one sip of the soup, the consequences would be disastrous, and his life would be inevitable!
"Who poisoned you?"
This is the most critical question now, because Qin Chuan cooked the soup according to the recipe provided by Mo Qingge, and he was the only one who had been busy in the kitchen, which meant that he was the only one who had the opportunity to poison.
The problem is, during the process of making the soup, Qin Chuan even tasted it himself and found no problems.
Therefore, the poison was administered later, and unnoticed while they were eating.
Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed.
"careful!"
Guihai Evilai and Qin Chuan reacted almost at the same time, and the two crossbow arrows shot straight towards Brodao, hitting Brodao's temple.
The metal chopsticks in Qin Chuan's hand flew out and collided with one of the crossbow arrows, changing the direction of the crossbow arrow, and the crossbow bolt directly hit the wooden table.
Another crossbow bolt was caught by the Zhihu in Guihai Eilai's hand, and then he held it in his hand.
The arrowheads of the crossbows are black and coated with highly poisonous drugs that seal the throat when blood is drawn. This seemingly primitive weapon is actually much more lethal than modern firearms.
Because even if the skin is broken just a little bit, if the poison from the arrow is invaded, it will die within a few seconds.
There was a sudden movement on the roof. Guihai Evillai winked at Qin Chuan and signaled him to protect the broken knife. Then he jumped onto the wall and climbed up the wall like a gecko to break out of the hole in the roof.
"Whoosh——!"
Several more poisonous arrows flew towards him. Qin Chuan stretched out his foot and kicked out a bench to block the incoming poisonous arrows. He picked up a bowl and plate with his other hand and threw it in the direction of the poisonous arrows.
"ah……!"
A scream came from a big tree in front of the door. The dishes thrown by Qin Chuan directly cut off a thick branch, and also cut off the arm of the person on the tree.
The man was holding a crossbow in his arm and was about to continue firing the crossbow.
"Find a place to hide!" Qin Chuan immediately said to Mo Qingge.
He now discovered the problem: the fish soup was used as an auxiliary treatment for Broken Knife, so he was the only one drinking it, and he was also the target of the crossbow arrow just now.
Therefore, the target of these killers is broken knives!
There is no doubt that these people are very murderous and must kill him.
He has been walking around the world for many years and has offended many people, but who must kill him at this time?
On the roof of the building, rocks were flying, and a fierce battle was going on between the old man and others.
Judging from the movement, Qin Chuan judged that there were five people on the roof. In other words, the old man was fighting one against four.
These killers are absolutely vicious. Qin Chuan was just thinking about whether to hide the broken knife and go to support the old man, and then everything went quiet up there.
"boom--!"
The old man fell from the sky and appeared in front of Qin Chuan. The fingers on his hands were shining brightly, showing signs of having fought with sharp blades. They were also stained with other people's blood.
There is no doubt that the old man has taken care of those people.
There was another "boom", and another person fell from the sky, but he fell down while lying down, and was thrown straight to the ground, and then the old man stepped on his chest.
The man only struggled twice symbolically, and then he spurted out a mouthful of blood and died.
"Why don't you keep them alive? At least ask them who these people are!" Qin Chuan frowned and said to Gui Hai Eilai.
"I'll go! You are so arrogant, you think the old man needs you to teach him how to do things! Take a closer look!" Guihai Eilai said frantically, motioning to Qin Chuan to the person he was stepping on.
Qin Chuan noticed that the man's pupils had become enlarged and the blood spitting out of his mouth was black, and he immediately determined that he had died of poisoning.
"I don't want to catch them alive, but when these people saw that they couldn't be beaten or run away, they immediately committed suicide by taking poison. Based on my experience as an old man, I couldn't find where their poison was hidden." Guihai Eilai spread his hands and said.
Qin Chuan thought that was the case and tried to find clues on the corpses. The most important thing at the moment was to find out the origins of these killers.
There was nothing on the man's body and he couldn't get an answer. Qin Chuan untied his clothes and tried to find the tattoo mark on his body.
Because for many organizations, tattoo identification is an extremely important way to determine their identity.
Sure enough, this person does have a tattoo on his chest, and...!
"Huh? How could this happen?"
Seeing the tattoo, Qin Chuan and the old man looked at each other in shock.
This tattoo looks so familiar, and not just any familiar one!