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Chapter 388 Han Qiuye(2/2)

It was still the same alley, and Lin Qianxing could no longer see the lame and blind old man.

Now there is no one living here.

Lin Qianxing found Yaxing, used the money he had earned before to sell it down, and then opened a restaurant.

By the way, he also worked part-time as a Taoist position as a [Chef Child].

This is the Taoist position in the infinite net of [Creation], which represents creation.

Combine infinite possibilities with limited things.

Among the five Venerables of Wuliang, Lin Qianxing is actually quite interested in this.

After all, he has indeed gone far in this regard.

So he should experience it later.

Sima Shu's disappearance caused some trouble in Daxing Kingdom, but a group of people died and the interests were redistributed, and it soon calmed down again.

On that day, a very special guest came to Lin Qianxing’s restaurant.

That was an extremely handsome young man.

He was wearing extremely luxurious purple clothes, and his hair crown was also made of gold and jade. While his craftsmanship was top-notch, it seemed that there were some extraordinary features.

In addition, the details of his body can also illustrate his nobleness.

Lin Qianxing usually comes here with people who do rough work to eat.

Because his wine and food are relatively low, and the amount is large and full.

This is the first time a handsome young man has appeared.

The young man in purple looked at the menu that Lin Qianxing was hanging outside, and then said: "A plate of fried meat, a plate of vegetarian beans, and a pot of spring mud drunk."

Lin Qianxing opened fire and quickly delivered two side dishes and a pot of wine to his table.

The young man in purple said, "Sit down and chat for a few words?"

Lin Qianxing nodded when he heard the sound, and sat down like this.

"I have seen many assassins with weird temperaments, but this is the first time I have seen someone like you." The young man in purple pointed out Lin Qianxing's identity as soon as he opened his mouth.

Lin Qianxing was not surprised. From the moment the young man in purple appeared, he guessed that the other party was coming for him.

"My name is Han Qiuye, you must have heard of my name." Han Qiuye said, picking up the chopsticks and eating the dishes made by Lin Qianxing. Then he praised: "Good skills, I didn't expect that you can kill people and cook with even better methods."

Of course, Lin Qianxing knew this name, the owner of Qiuye Pavilion, the person who was so mysterious that he could not be more mysterious.

No one knows the specific situation.

It is said that since the establishment of Qiuye Pavilion, only the gold medal assassin has seen him.

Lin Qianxing finally spoke, and he said, "There is actually not much difference between killing people and cooking."

Han Qiuye agreed: "Yes, there is no difference between high and low in the world. In fact, it is similar. It's just that some people have to divide the high and low in order to make profits for themselves."

While talking, Han Qiuye was also eating constantly.

He ate very quickly, but it didn't delay his speech.

"The Blood Dagger is a good assassin. Unfortunately, he was defeated by the woman and his own soft heart. When he felt that he was poisoned, he could have used the dagger to kill her, but he hesitated. The woman had his child. From that moment on, he was no longer a pure assassin." Han Qiuye said, looking at the red blood dagger on Lin Qianxing's waist with emotion, and then he said: "I hope you remember this, hide your weaknesses, and don't be discovered, otherwise you may die in the hands of another assassin."

At this time, a yellow leaf swirled and fell from the air, interrupting Han Qiuye's words. Han Qiuye reached out to catch it and sighed: "When the autumn leaves fall, they are the most beautiful, but unfortunately that is also the last moment when life shines."

After saying that, Han Qiuye stood up and picked up the pot of wine and drank it all.

Then he put a golden sign on the table and turned around and left.

That is the gold token that only the gold medal assassin of Qiuye Pavilion has.

Looking at the golden sign, Lin Qianxing knew that Han Qiuye guessed that Sima Shu was dead at his hands, so he specially sent him this token.

Lin Qianxing put away the token, packed the table, and returned to the room, quietly waiting for the next guest to come.

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