Three o'clock in the morning.

The nights in Yanjing are even cooler.

It is cool and biting, and the cold wind is like a knife.

He Zhuguo has been shuttling through the streets and alleys for more than two hours, and the bleeding in his chest has stopped. But his hands were also blown cold and stiff by gusts of cold wind.

Originally, according to his forced physique, even in the cold winter wax moon, it would be difficult to be so uncomfortable to be frozen. But he had shed a lot of blood, and his physical strength had dropped sharply, even on this night at the end of August, he was still a little unbearable. It was as if even the blood had been coagulated. Heavy breathing.

Wow.

He Zhuguo rushed fiercely, and finally, when his physical strength was exhausted, he arrived in front of the merchant for the fourth time.

The gatehouse is not majestic, it is the door of an ordinary person's house, and he only needs one foot to kick the door open. In the same way, he could use the last of his strength to leap in from outside the courtyard wall more than two meters high.

In terms of action, it is not difficult for He Zhuguo to enter the business at all. But psychologically, this is the fourth time he has come to the door of the merchant. But he still lingered outside the gate, not daring to set foot in it.

Enter?

can save his life, but it will expose Shang Jingtian's identity.

Not entering?

He won't survive tonight.

He can see that Xiao Zheng is really a madman. Obviously, he could have killed him by the knife earlier, but Xiao Zheng always kept him in a breath, forced him to run, and forced him to escape. In order to ask him to take refuge in the backer behind him. Bringing out the real masterminds.

What about finding it?

Could it be that he still has the guts to break into the business?

Shaking his head vigorously, He Zhuguo, who was gradually becoming confused, did not have the energy to think about topics that had nothing to do with him. At this moment, the only thing he needs to consider is whether to enter or not. After entering, how to explain. If you don't enter, can you survive?

Finally. After He Zhuguo realized that he really didn't have the strength to continue running, and he couldn't avoid Xiao Zheng's tailgating, he resolutely chose to push open the door of the business.

He knew that at this moment, the only person in the world who could save him was Shang Jingtian. There is no semicolon.

Even when he wanted to rush into the police station an hour ago, the surging infinite killing intent behind him was also warning him that the police station could not be visited. The police can't protect you.

Creak.

He Zhuguo finally pushed open the door and stepped out of the pair of legs that seemed to be filled with lead. Swallowing a bitter spit, he walked towards the merchant.

"Game over."

Suddenly.

When He Zhuguo walked into the door of the merchant with one leg, a black figure suddenly flashed in front of the empty door. and a blood-stained blade.

He Zhuguo's heart twitched suddenly, he wanted to rush forward, he wanted to rush to Shang Jingtian's side desperately. Let this majestic lord in Yanjing protect him and save his life.

But he didn't have a chance.

Xiao Zheng said, the game is over. This game of cat and mouse is completely over at this point.

Xiao Zheng had enough opportunity to make He Zhuguo die on the streets a few hours ago. The reason why he didn't do this was not because he was soft-hearted, but because he wanted to find out the people behind He Zhuguo.

Who is it?

Just like when Four Eyes was assassinated, he also took into account countless people behind the scenes. This time, he didn't make a judgment lightly, and asked He Zhuguo to give him an answer that was accurate to no error.

Now, the answer emerges.

He Zhuguo has no reason to continue living.

Violence is the way to solve problems. Killing is the goal.

The violent arrogance in Xiao Zheng's body could no longer be suppressed. He held it back for too long, and he endured it for too long. Tonight, he didn't want to endure it anymore.

Tonight, he's going to sacrifice his sword with blood!

Flutter!

The blade flashed, He Zhuguo only felt that his eyes lit up, and then, a cold like ice surged from his throat, pouring into his throat and spreading to his heart.

Sizzle.

Sizzle.

He Zhuguo heard a clear sound of blood spurting. There was even a warm, sticky sensation on the chin. His pupils contracted violently, and he didn't have to guess, he also knew what Xiao Zheng had done to him.

After a few seconds, He Zhuguo, who couldn't breathe, covered his throat, which was constantly spurting blood, and bent down inch after inch until half of his body was prostrate against the wall.

Wow.

Xiao Zheng walked into the door of the merchant and passed by He Zhuguo's side. Before He Zhuguo closed his eyes, he walked through the garden and into the main building of the merchant. The first floor of the brightly lit villa.

"Hmm..."

He Zhuguo finally swallowed his last breath, his whole body fell in a pool of blood, and he closed his eyes in despair and unwillingly. Be extremely tragic.

……

The business is really not big, of course, the villa where Lu Dashan lives is just a very ordinary villa. But the difference is that Lu Dashan is hiding his identity and deceiving his daughter who is a little lacking. But what about business and economics?

As the most famous man in China, why did he live in such a small villa?

Could it be that just like his ranking as the second oldest in 10,000 years, he doesn't like to be in the limelight, and he has integrated the golden mean and used it to the extreme?

Xiao Zheng was not in the mood to ponder these senseless questions, he just slowly put away the blade and stood in the center of the living room and looked around. After making sure that no one was there, he stepped up to the second floor.

The third watch broke into Shang Jingtian's private place in the middle of the night, Xiao Zheng was definitely the first person in history, even if Yanjing was a famous person, I am afraid he would not be able to do such an abrupt and radical thing.

But Xiao Zheng did it.

And he calmly walked up to the second floor, and walked to the only study where the light was turned on and there was a sound.

When he came to the door, Xiao Zheng raised his hand and knocked on the door with an indifferent face.

And in the room, there was also a tacit understanding that the words came when he knocked for the first time.

"Please come in."

Creak.

Xiao Zheng twisted open the door and walked into the study calmly.

The room was brightly lit, and behind the desk sat a middle-aged man he had never met before, but who could guess his identity at a glance. He is different from Lu Dashan and Lin Chaotian and flawless, he is very easy-going, very calm, and he can't even see the slightest shelf. This point, even on the most amiable Bai Wufang, has not completely dissipated.

Xiao Zheng was standing in front of the table, staring indifferently at Shang Jingtian who was sitting in a chair. Motionless.

On the other hand, Shang Jingtian, after looking up at Xiao Zheng, whose face was cold and piercing, did not shout to arrest the assassin, or took the case, asking him why he came here in the middle of the night.

A tactful smile appeared on his face and he said, "Tea, or coffee?" ”

A person who wants to kill you, when you catch him and come to the door to ask the master for the crime, he can still ask you so calmly if you want to drink tea or coffee. Even if Xiao Zheng didn't know anything about Shang Jingtian, he could conclude that this person had a very good city.

Of course, this time, Xiao Zheng has a more important purpose.

Sonor!

At a glance, Xiao Zheng pulled out the blade and walked towards Shang Jingtian step by step: "You're welcome." Kill you and I'll leave. ”