He decided to default on the remuneration this time until King Bian Cheng came to him on his own initiative, and then settle the matter depending on his mood.

This mountain city named "Nanwei" is an important border town of the Wei State. From before its construction until now, the imaginary military enemy for a long time has been the Chu State. Therefore, the military strength is strong, and ferocious fangs can be seen everywhere.

The oldest profession in the world is trading other people's lives.

Killers use the act of depriving others of their lives to gain supplies that ensure their own survival.

So every step is taken on the edge of the knife.

He walked against the crowd, walked out of the city alone, and left the territory of Wei alone.

The wind in the southern region seems to be more unruly than elsewhere. It always hits you head-on and refuses to obey the corners of your clothes.

A long time ago, he left his hometown alone.

He kept walking, but in fact there was no right direction.

But he wanted to see the long river again.

So he came to Chiqi Bridge, the ninth town of the nine towns in the Changhe River.

The sound of waves heard while riding on the boat is far less clear and loud than the sound heard on Chiqiu Bridge. Perhaps it is precisely because Jiuzhen suppresses this ancestral river, and only on Jiuqiao can you feel this kind of sound.

fierce.

Even with the power of the human emperors in the Middle Ages and the power of the torrent of humanity, using nine towns as bridges and building platforms to watch the river, they could not make the river docile. Only then did the Yellow River Meetings occur in successive dynasties.

It is really majestic and majestic. On this bridge, people are like ants. Looking up at the sky, it is boundless. Looking down at the long river, it is boundless.

The sound of the waves is like thunder, and the loess fills the Tianhe River.

The world is so big!

The place where he came from was extremely poor.

Over the years, he has traveled all over the world, but his sky is still limited to his childhood.

Zeng Qing, Su Muqing, and Xiacheng, whom he loved innocently.

It was like he had created the Gateless Hell with his own hands, and walked out of a new world on the narrow path of incantation. But the incantation itself kept reminding him why he was walking on such a rugged road.

I don’t know how long he walked before his footsteps stopped.

The fresh water vapor from the long river swam nimbly on the huge chi kiss sculpture. Then it gathered into a vague mist, and a voice came out of the mist: "You seem to be waiting for me?"

"Let's leave it at that." King Qin Guang stopped and said softly.

The river wind rolled wildly and roared wildly, but as it swept over Jiuzhen, it instantly became gentle and gently entwined the corners of his clothes. But his long hair hung quietly, unmoved by the river wind.

"You are very confident." The voice in the fog said.

King Qin Guang was very calm: "Guest, you broke the rules."

"Ha, rules?" The mist steamed, as if laughing.

King Qin Guang did not feel dissatisfied and said to himself: "All the rules of Hell No Gate are made by me.

"All customers can only place orders with the 'Styx Boats' scattered all over the place. The ghost houses in various places will initially select the tasks, and then the nearby Niu Tou, Ma Mian, Judge and Meng Po will pick them up and then execute them.

"All tasks that require the mobilization of Yama require a deposit to be paid to the various ghost houses.

"I will then focus on selecting the tasks. After I confirm them, the task contract will be established and then the kid will ask the customer for the balance.

"The ghost houses in various places, as well as the various foreign affairs organizations that assist in the execution of tasks, are completely independent of each other and have no intersection. I have always had one-way contact with various foreign affairs organizations.

"Theoretically, customers should not be able to find me or any other Yama."

He looked at the mist in front of him: "Of course nothing is impossible in this world. You will always have your own way. Or should I say...you guys?"

"Interesting." The voice in the mist said in an uninteresting tone: "The structure of your organization is very complete, and you are a rare talent. I must have given you a lot of clues when I found you...

Why don't you tell me, what else do you know?"

"I don't know anything, I don't want to know anything, and you'd better not let me know anything." King Qin Guang's mask was gently clasped on his waist, as if he was staring blankly at the stormy waves on the other side of the bridge: "We are just

The relationship between hiring and being hired. I abide by the rules of the killer profession and maintain the reputation that there is no door to hell. Outside of missions, we do not need to and should not have any intersection."

"It makes sense." The voice in the mist smiled: "But have you ever confirmed whether you have the qualifications to be reasonable? At this moment, in front of me?"

King Guang of Qin was also laughing: "The You family is regarded as a thorn in the side, and it is inconvenient to take action openly. It can also deprive me of Yin Guan's qualification to preach truth... I am afraid there are not many people in Jing who meet these conditions.

Until now, I still don’t know who you are or who you are, but when you are in danger, you will inevitably have some outrageous guesses. If I die here, these outrageous guesses will spread all over the world."

"You are getting more and more interesting!" said the voice in the mist: "Let me think about it, how do you plan to spread those outrageous speculations all over the world? Rely on those so-called Yamas? Yang Xuance, the last prince of Yang Kingdom

, Ling Wufeng, who is known as the 'evil gentleman' who was born in the Song Dynasty, She Disheng, the rune genius who defected from Jucheng... Or whose name do you want me to name?"

This indifferent voice was by no means high-pitched, but it was as strong as a whisper: "Do you think they still have a chance to do it?"

King Qin Guang's expression remained unchanged: "No need to deceive me. You can name all Yamas, you can find each of them and kill them - if you know for sure."

The voice in the mist softened: "You are very confident. Which Yama made you so confident?"

King Qin Guang said: "What gives me confidence is that every ghost house can survive independently. A large part of those who do not belong to Hell No Gate, are just part-time transfer tasks, but have taken root everywhere. Yes.

Of course, you can also think of the hard work I have put into this organization over the years as a certain Yama."

The voice in the fog said: "With this level of threat, do you think I would be worried?"

King Qin Guang said: "Of course you are not worried, let alone afraid. You just don't want to cause more troubles... Why bother?"

"Hahahahaha, young people today are really...much more cunning than we were back then!" The voice in the fog said: "Okay! Then I'll ask you a few questions, and I'll let you go after I've answered them."

"No, no, no." King Qin Guang shook his head at this moment. He stood in the middle of the huge stone bridge, with his own order. He looked at the mist in front of him and said, "Before that, I need to first

Let me ask you. The reason why I took on such a mission and the reason why I took the risk to stop in front of you today is that I hope you can solve the confusion that I have had for many years."

"What if I don't answer?" asked the voice in the mist.

"Hell's No Gate does business with clearly marked prices. We don't do good deeds and we don't make friends." King Qin Guang said: "If you don't answer my question, how can I answer your question?"

A chuckle came from the mist: "Then you ask."

King Qin Guang's face was expressionless, but he said every word - "Why is that big tortoise in the Kingdom of God's Blessing able to lie there so happily?"
Chapter completed!