"Mr. Wuyou, you have to be careful when you go out recently. There are quite a few people here who want to cause trouble for you." Mu Lu kindly reminded Zhao Wuyou as he brought him a set of clean clothes.
Zhao Wuyou, who had not slept all night, had no choice but to say:
"What can I do? I can only comfort myself. I am mediocre if I don't make others jealous."
"Hey, that's right. Miss Thrush has covered your food, clothing, housing and transportation for a month. This is shocking to the villain. There are still people like this in the world who can make women spend money to buy him flowers and wine. You
This is the first one." Mu Lu looked at Zhao Wuyou with envy.
Zhao Wuyou, who was envied by others, was quite speechless. He curled his lips and walked out of the room. He had a lot to do now and couldn't stay in Rourou Township all the time.
It was raining, and pedestrians on both sides of the street were passing by in a hurry. Only Zhao Wuyou was holding an umbrella and wandering aimlessly on the street. He needed to get acquainted with the capital, and also take a look at what he had walked on two days ago.
Check if anyone is here.
In a small warehouse on the outskirts of Beijing, Zhao Wuyou climbed to the top of the warehouse without leaving any trace. This was the gathering place for those who hung out at the dock.
As expected, when it came to rainy days, these people relaxed their vigilance, and Zhao Wuyou also put away the oil-paper umbrella. He found an opportunity to sneak into the warehouse, and on the pile of sacks, he listened to these gangsters drinking and bragging below.
What can a group of vulgar and hot-blooded people talk about when they get together? Most of them talk about obscene things, and the woman these people talk about is very familiar Zhao Wuyou. Either she is the oiran of Wanhua Tower, or she is the most beautiful woman in the capital, Huamei.
, these women have inevitably crossed paths with Zhao Wuyou.
"Damn, we don't know what happened in the capital, but a man named Mr. Wuyou suddenly appeared. This bastard took over the thrush girl and still lives in Wanhua Building. The oirans have a good relationship with him. You
Say it makes people angry or not..."
The rough voice was both angry and envious, making Zhao Wuyou, who was hiding on the pile of sacks, speechless. Can he blame himself? Isn't it his damn charm?
Another lean man who looked slightly younger lowered his voice and said:
"Then Mr. Wuyou won't live for more than a few days, so why do you need to be like him?"
When everyone heard this, they all looked sideways and said in disbelief:
"Isn't that possible? Isn't that Zhao Wuyou very powerful? How could you say that he won't live for a few days? Could it be that you know something hidden?"
Under the sidelines of everyone, the lean man began to make jokes. He drank a glass of wine and deliberately changed the topic, not to talk about Zhao Wuyou any more.
"Isn't it? You didn't say anything even after you said it? Are you a human being? Do you still want to continue working at the dock? If you do, tell me immediately."
The rough man who spoke at first threatened and begged, and then the lean man whispered:
"My eldest brother is the deputy hall leader of the Divine Sword Sect. He received an order two days ago to assassinate Zhao Wuyou. Now that the Divine Sword Sect has taken action, how long can Zhao Wuyou survive alone?
?”
"Is this happening?" everyone shouted.
The lean man nodded cautiously, glanced at everyone, and then he did not forget to warn:
"You must stop talking nonsense. Not many people in the capital know about this. I heard that it seems that a very high-status person wants to kill Zhao Wuyou. It's not like you don't know how powerful the Shen Dao Sect is. Apart from the Cao Gang and the Fire Dragon
Help, is there a force more powerful than the Divine Sword Sect in the capital?"
Zhao Wuyou, who was hiding on the pile of sacks, was also a little confused at the moment. Who actually didn't take action head on, but instead spent money to find the Divine Sword Sect to kill him. Could it be that he was afraid that I would recognize him?
For a while, Zhao Wuyou set his sights on Princess Feng Yuxue, several legitimate sons of the Zhao family, and Feng Tianshan.
However, Zhao Wuyou soon eliminated Feng Yuxue. Although she hated herself, she would definitely not use the power of the world to achieve her goal of killing herself.
As for Fengtian Mountain, Zhao Wuyou also shook his head. This person would never seek out the Jianghu forces to plot against him before challenging him. He is a confident person, confident that he can solve everything by himself. It would be unreasonable to look for Jianghu forces again.
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After a while, Zhao Wuyou focused his attention on Zhao Lao Liu. This Lao Liu was extremely sinister and did not bother to do anything on his own. If anyone really wanted to find the Jianghu forces to plot against him, it must be this Zhao Lao Liu.
Since he suspected Zhao Laoliu, he had to find out clearly. Zhao Wuyou listened for a while longer. It wasn't until these people each collapsed from drunkenness that he got up and left, heading straight to the entrance of the Divine Sword Gate.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, but Zhao Wuyou's heart is very calm. After all, at the critical moment, what is needed is calmness.
He has made up his mind that once he is really sure that Zhao Laoliu is plotting against him, he will not be polite and send him to the west directly.
The Shen Dao Gate is heavily guarded, with two guards at the entrance holding long knives standing at the door watching the passers-by.
Zhao Wuyou, who had always been resolute and resolute, had already used the big tree next to him to jump up and stop on the roof of the entrance to the Divine Sword Gate. On a heavy rainy day, he stepped on the roof tiles and walked all the way to the backyard of the entrance of the hall.
Zhao Wuyou knew that this was the largest entrance of the Shen Dao Sect in the capital, and the headquarters of the Shen Dao Sect was hidden in a barren mountain on the outskirts of Beijing. If you wanted to find clues, you would often get more results at this entrance than at the headquarters.
Outside a room in the backyard, there were four or five strong men standing. They all looked at the rain outside the eaves with dull eyes, as if they were using the rain to relieve their embarrassment.
Zhao Wuyou could tell what was happening in the house without getting close, but from now on, he could call these people distracted and go into the room to look for clues.
The violent shaking in the room made Zhao Wuyou feel helpless, but in order to find clues, he had no choice but to endure it and search for important things as if no one else was around, hoping to find actual evidence of Zhao Laoliu's murder against him.
The room is obviously the daily office space of a big shot in the Shen Dao Sect. There are some documents and information scattered on the bookshelf, but these people will definitely put important things in important positions.
Zhao Wuyou relied on his own experience and carefully groped around the bookshelf, and finally found something unusual in the vase nearby.
He sneered and secretly blamed these people for not being creative and actually thinking of putting the ledger in a vase. They were just rubes and pretending to be smart.
Zhao Wuyou opened the account book and then flipped through page after page, hoping to find some clues. However, he looked through it again and again, but did not find anything about himself. The account book included various information about the Divine Sword Sect.
There was no record of dirty things, except for the assassination of himself, which made Zhao Wuyou very confused.
"Ah~~"
The sound was long and painful, and the noise in the room disappeared. Zhao Wuyou hid behind the bookshelf, waiting for the person inside to appear.
"Someone is coming"
With a feeble shout, people outside the door entered the house one after another, and the bed curtains were also opened. A chubby man stood up, put on clothes, looked at his subordinates, and said angrily:
"How are the people arranged in Wanhua Building doing?"
"Back to the hall master, everything has been arranged. As long as Zhao Wuyou dares to go back, he will definitely not survive. We even bribed the chef. As long as Zhao Wuyou goes back, he will definitely drink. He will be poisoned when he drinks. We can also take advantage of it...
….”
The considerate reward from his subordinates made the fat hall master’s little eyes close in laughter, he smiled and said:
"You little bastards, you have done a good job. I will reward you generously when your work is completed."
As he spoke, he looked at the bed again and said:
"I'll reward you with the two women here first. We'll go to Wanhua Tower together later to make sure we hit the target with every hit."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of women's screams and men's laughter appeared in the room.
The noise soon appeared in the next room, and in this room, the hall master sighed and wandered to the desk. As soon as he sat down, he stood up with a sudden sound and turned his head incredulously.
Zhao Wuyou appeared in front of him at this moment, his eyes full of smiles. This chapter has been completed!