"Old knife, the goods have arrived, and the old rule is to pay for it with one hand and deliver it with the other. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "At sunset, Baiyan City lit up with a dim light, this light slowly became stronger, and the lights were connected at night, which looked very prosperous, and the gradually boiling voices also set off the extraordinary of this small city.

Baiyan City, one of the three big cities in the extreme west of Dala Prefecture, sits on the nearby mountains and rivers for five thousand miles, and at the same time, the Lord of Baiyan City is also one of the most powerful monks in Dala Prefecture, a strongman who is close to the peak in the late stage of the Immortal Realm, Bai Lin. Of course, as a prosperous city, there are its shining places, and of course, there are also extremely dark abysses hidden under the light. The place where he woke up without regret was outside Baiyan City, and he was rescued by the guy named Lao Dao, and when he woke up, he didn't see his master.

"Good boy, I knew it was a good choice to rescue you at that time, look at this head, how smooth the broken place is, it's a work of art. The old man named Lao Dao smiled slightly, looked at the head that was neatly placed in front of him, and praised it with great appreciation, the young man in front of him stretched out his right hand, and the old man did not look up, and swept his sleeves from the wide ebony counter, and several silver tickets flew up from the counter and fell lightly into the hands of the unrepentant.

Frowning, the young man spoke: "Old knife, the head of the three masters of Qingfeng Village, it was said that it was 10,000 taels of silver tickets, and it is ...... here Why is it only seven thousand taels?"

The old man lowered his head and made calculations, and a calm voice floated out from between his beards: "The pawn army of Baiyan City, you also know that two days ago, the dog of the third master of Qingfeng Village dared to attack the concubine in the fourth room of his family who went home to save his relatives, and it was estimated that he was comfortable all night, so how could Lao Wang swallow his anger? This time, you were asked to cut off the head of the third master of Qingfeng Village, and by the way, you picked up his dirty concubine together, so you don't have to spend money to plug the mouth of her mother's family?" Wang Dianjun, this old dog, has no choice but not to be greedy for money, this time the matter is in a uproar, except for those people who shouldn't know, almost all of them know, if he doesn't handle this matter well, then he will definitely become the biggest laughing stock in Bai Yancheng, maybe Bai Lin's kid knows, maybe he will pick off his official uniform. Killed the three masters of Qingfeng Village, at least he didn't lose face, but how could the concubine's maiden family be so easy to deal with, this incident almost bankrupted his family, seven thousand taels of silver is already his limit, I have already told you that although our 'Wumeng' is a killer organization, it also has a reputation, and sometimes we have to take into account the actual situation of the employer. The old man smiled faintly, sounding innocent, but in the ears of unrepentant, there was a sense of mockery.

He took the silver ticket back into the storage bag, signaled to the old man without regret, turned around and pushed open the door to leave, his voice echoed in the empty and gloomy room: "You said, you saved me, I should kill a hundred people for you to repay the kindness, the fourth concubine of the king of Baiyan City, is the thirty-ninth." ”

"No, the three masters of Qingfeng Village are the thirty-ninth. The woman is forty, and I must admit that you are a lot better than the little cubs I raised, Crow. The young man's back stiffened slightly, and he replied without any emotion: "Black crow? ”

"The crow represents bad luck and calamity, and you, too, bring bad luck and calamity, i.e., death, which seems to me to be worthy of the name. There was a little bit of loss in the old man's voice, because this young man who called himself Yan Tiannan had the means to be a killer assassin, but he didn't have a dark heart, even if he killed people to make a living, it was because he repaid his kindness.

He didn't regret it and didn't stay any longer, he threw himself on the door and sneaked into the night.

"Black Crow Yan Tiannan, the seventh existence of the Kyushu Killer Sequence, kills cleanly and neatly, and is known for his speed, one day you will step into the top three sequences, how can I let you leave so easily?" Old knife, surname unknown, once the second largest killer in Kyushu Demon Knife, after returning to seclusion, still cultivating a new batch of killers, forming a killer force "Wumeng", headquartered in Baiyan City, Dala Prefecture, developed for decades, and countless killers with terrible strength have emerged, and the power of "Wumeng" has penetrated into every inch of Kyushu, and has become second only to "Hades" The second killer organization, when there is no major event, the headquarters is like a haunted house, the demon knife likes a quiet room to recall his killer career, his disciples are all in Kyushu "Wumeng" branch to preside over the operation of the organization, the current frequent visitors to the Wumeng headquarters, there is only one, the black crow Yan Nantian, an amateur killer who was picked up by the old knife.

"I really don't know what kind of guy can train you to be so clean. Forty-one, let's be a little more difficult, this time you are going to kill the deputy city lord of Boyang City, six hundred miles away, come on, let me see how powerful the black crow has potential. The old man clapped his hands excitedly, stroked his beard and squinted his eyes, a crow monster outside the window flew in from the window and landed on the ebony counter, the old man wrote down a note on the desk, rolled it up and stuffed it into the small tube tied to the crow's legs, and smoothed the feathers on the crow's back, the old man grabbed the crow and shook it, the black shadow flapped its wings, flew out of the house silently, and chased after Yan Tiannan the way he left.

Fine raindrops appeared in the sky, with misty smoke, adding a bit of poetry to this bustling city, pacing on the stone road, not regretting taking a deep breath of fresh air, some greedy swallowing coolness, and the pain of the injuries left by the assassination in the body was also slightly eased. "Ahh A black crow broke through the rain and landed on Unrepentant's shoulder, quietly watching around.

"Tsk, here we go again, I must talk to Lao Dao after finishing this time, and ask for a few days to rest. An abnormal flush appeared on his pale face, and a violent cough erupted from his throat, and a dark red trickled down from the corner of his mouth. Raising his hand to wipe the blood, he didn't regret pulling out the note left by the old knife from the black crow's leg, slowly unfolding it, and his body couldn't help but stiffen. "Old knife, you old fox. ”

Deputy City Lord of Boyang City, Xue Yao. The younger brother of Xue Han, the treasurer of Baiyan City, is insatiable, bullying and dominating the market, robbing women from good families, and the king of the underground world of Boyang City, his own strength is not high, only the peak of his intentions, half a foot into the heart of the transformation, I don't know why he has been stuck in the bottleneck for ten years, but there have been countless killers to assassinate Xue Yao in the past ten years, and none of them can carry his head back to the errand. "Four mid-stage guards, damn it. ”

Mortals have mortal killers, monks have monk killers, they don't regret that the mortal fetus is not full, the bone refining and veins have just stepped into the first layer of the realm, and the strong body and soul forging are far away, considering this reason, the task target given to him by the old knife is basically in the mortal realm, and there are few monks who step into the heart transformation realm with half a foot, this time it is really a difficult task.

"The human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant, old knife, how much benefit can you get from this list?" released the black crow, shook his hand without regret, the note in his hand was crushed by the small air current, the raindrops fell, and the note disappeared. The sound of the robe stirring sounded in a low voice, and the black shadow flickered and jumped on the stone slab several times, and disappeared into the rain.

Looking at the bustling night scene outside the window, the drizzling rain formed a line, and white flying marks were drawn from the sky, enveloping Baiyan City. Gently closing the window, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl sitting in the window sighed faintly, and she didn't know why she was worried.

"Sister Meng Yao, Brother Yan hasn't come back yet?" asked a maid who was about the same age as a girl.

The girl shook her head: "According to the previous law, Brother Yan should be back at this time, could it be that something happened?" Impossible, Brother Yan is so powerful, something should have been postponed." "The two girls whispered in the candlelight-warm room, and the shadows reflected in the screen window were lovely and interesting.

"I heard that the hearts were sold by my mother for three thousand taels of silver today. The maid said with a pale face, the Wenchen Pavilion where they live is not a good place, the name is elegant and atmospheric, it is still a drunken dream of death, the mother is the owner of the Wenchen Pavilion, the ** of hundreds of women.

Meng Yao's face was a little unsightly, she knew what the maid was worried about, although the maid belonged to Wenchen Pavilion, but she was a child of a poor family who worked as a handyman, unlike them, even her own life was Wenchen Pavilion's. The maid has the best relationship with her, and she is a close person by her mother's side, so she naturally knows something bad.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Yao regained her calm expression: "Is it finally my turn?" Today is her sixteenth birthday, for this mother is estimated to remember more firmly than her, roughly like raised in the boudoir for many years, once out of the pavilion as an adult, there will be a steady stream of money, in the Wenchen Pavilion, most of them are eleven or twelve years old by the pavilion owner adopted or bought back girls, if they have anything in common, there is only one, they are all beautiful embryos that have not grown up, they serve as adults, are the womanizers of the powerful and wealthy families and the young man, Wenchen Pavilion is atmospheric, but it is still a dirty place. Meng Yao often thinks so.

"In another hour, the third son of the city lord of Baiyan will come, I heard that the third prince of Bai has admired you for a long time, maybe he will marry you into the lord of Baiyan city after one night. The maid said comfortingly, still not relieving the tension on the faces of the two.

Meng Yao smiled lightly and sneered: "I know what virtues Bai San has, he just treats me as a plaything, you think too highly of him, there is no good thing in the Baiyan City Lord's Mansion, if it weren't for the old thief of Bai Lin, I wouldn't have fallen to this." ”

"In that case, if Bai San dares to come today, I will kill him. The door opened silently, and a black dressed man with a pale face but couldn't hide his eyebrows, he walked into the room, and the candlelight flickered, illuminating a black mark on his neck.

Meng Yao laughed silently, laughing happily.;