Tang Ping secretly looked at Chen Xi's gloomy face, and said in a low voice: "Second Master Gu, the newly appointed helmsman of Hongmen, invited Haicheng, the boss of Heng Dredging Stack, to meet, the young lady is on this trip, I am afraid that this is the reason, but I don't know why she will turn to Suzhou City halfway, but send a personal maid to go, I always feel that the young lady's purpose is not simple."

Chen Xi's knuckles tapped the table in rhythm, which was his subconscious action when he encountered something tricky.

"That Second Master Gu, have our people found out his identity?"

"It is a character who suddenly rose in Hongmen, and he only began to show his face at the banquet in the past half a year, it is said that this Gu Erye never takes photos with people, and no one is allowed to take pictures, in short, it is very mysterious." Tang Ping knew that this answer would not satisfy Chen Xi.

Sure enough, Chen Xi frowned: "Find a way to get a photo of him, I want to see what kind of amazing and brilliant person he is."

"And ...... Send someone to follow the young lady, don't be discovered by her, and don't let her make a mistake, otherwise you will come to see her! ”

The rickshaw stopped in front of an inconspicuous house, and Ju Huo and Lianzhou got out of the car with their luggage. Ju Huo stepped forward and knocked on the door, and after half a minute, a man about forty years old flashed out of the courtyard, and greeted respectfully: "Miss, you are here, please come in."

Auntie nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Huang."

A few people dodged into the house, and Uncle Huang cautiously glanced down the street before locking the courtyard door, and found nothing unusual.

Entering the house, Uncle Huang poured a cup of tea for Auntie and said disapprovingly: "Miss, how can you risk your life?"

Hearing this, Xiao'e lowered her eyes, and there was a hint of astringency in her voice: "Uncle Huang, you know me, I won't believe it if I don't see it with my own eyes."

"Miss, people's hearts are fickle, you can't be unguarded." Huang Zhong watched Chang'e grow up with his own eyes, not only did he have the righteousness of a master and servant to Chang'e, but he also had a little bit of love for licking the calf, and he was more anxious than anyone else when he made such a hasty decision.

She didn't want to dwell too much on this matter with Uncle Huang, so she changed the topic and said, "How is the situation over there in Haicheng?"

"Miss, the current situation in Haicheng is very complicated, and that Second Master Gu of Hongmen is not an easy person, and our people have been suppressed by him for the past half a year. You see...... Is it necessary to withdraw some of the funds? Huang Zhong said as he dipped his fingers in the tea and wrote down a number on the table.

"You can't act rashly." Auntie took a sip of tea, and a dark light flashed in her bright eyes: "Although Gu Er's ability to ascend to the throne was inseparable from Tongzhan's strong support, but at this time and that time, now the master of Hongmen is Gu Er, and Hongmen is in his hands, and he is even more powerful than when the old master was in the past, we should also change our attitude."

"But......" Aunt E raised her hand to stop him: "I know that Uncle Huang is unwilling, Tongzhan has put a lot of effort into Hongmen and Gu Er in the past few years, but it is not easy for us to cultivate this force, Bole has it, and it is difficult to find a thousand miles of horses, since he has formed a good relationship with Gu Er, as long as he does not regard himself as a benefactor in front of Gu Er in the future, Uncle Huang, I think, Gu Men Master will not be the one who crosses the river and demolishes the bridge." Auntie's words were serious, implying beating.

Huang Zhong's heart froze, and he responded respectfully: "The eldest lady is right, I rely on the old and sell the old."

"Uncle Huang, don't say that, our Tongzhan is not a vassal of Hongmen, but a collaborator, and a supporter of the Gu Sect Master, it is always right to be tough." Huang Zhong's ability to change his concept so easily is just a loyalty to himself, and Chang'e doesn't want to chill this old man's heart.

"Feiqiong, do you need me to arrange for her to contact Hongmen?" A few days ago, Huang Zhong suddenly received a telegram from the eldest lady, and he couldn't guess the eldest lady's intention of sending Feiqiong to Haicheng. But he knows very well that with the mind of the eldest lady, it is impossible to be as simple as a plan to attack the west.

"Not necessarily. Uncle Huang, you are the behind-the-scenes boss of Tongzhan, and the master of the Gu Sect wants to contact you, and it is not that you can't meet when necessary. Feiqiong, I have my own arrangements. "She doesn't want to make a difference." By the way, Uncle Huang, you can help me book a private room in the most famous theater garden in Sioux City tomorrow, and help me order a garden dream. "With Uncle Huang's strength entrenched in Sioux City for many years, it is not difficult to avoid people's eyes and ears.

"Yes, Miss, I'll arrange it." Huang Zhong led Auntie up to the second floor, and two days ago he had already cleaned up the house according to the eldest lady's preferences.

"It's hard work, Uncle Huang." Xi'e took two maids and followed Huang Zhong to the second floor.

She stayed in her room all day. On the desk, there is a thick pile of information, and when she looks at it page by page, she probably has a number in her heart. In this year's time, the funds flowing out of the books are a terrible astronomical amount, and it is no wonder that Uncle Huang is unhappy. It can't go on like this, if the upfront investment doesn't pay off...... Xiao'e's tender white fingers rubbed her temples, and Feiqiong's actions also needed to make some corresponding adjustments.

The light in the bedroom was on in the middle of the night, and when she yawned, she suddenly moved her heart and carefully opened the curtain through a gap. In the dark night, the street lamps on the street cast a faint yellow light, and a car stopped at the end of the street......*

Her eyes narrowed, and she knocked on the bedroom next door.

The mansion where Huang Zhong lived was in a well-ordered rich street, and he secretly bought the next door in the name of another person, and the two mansions secretly opened a tunnel, and went out through the back door of the other courtyard, without knowing it.

Lianzhou came in wearing sunglasses and changing into a neat long coat and trousers, and Chang'e pointed to the window. Lianzhou carefully leaned to the window to take a look, and Chang'e nodded at her. Lianzhou quietly walked out of the bedroom.

Ju Huo entered the house with a prepared supper, apparently she had just woken up.

"Master, two people have been arranged to follow Lianzhou over, when necessary......" She made a motion to wipe her neck.

Auntie waved her hand to Ju Huo, the two of them stood behind the curtain together, Auntie gently lifted a slit, the headlights of the car at the corner of the street suddenly lit up, Auntie squinted her eyes, and suddenly heard a dull sound from the hall on the first floor, the master and servant glanced at each other, flashed behind the door, and the hand hanging in the sleeve clenched a small Browning pistol.

From the second floor, there was the sound of broken footsteps, so light that it was inaudible. She tensed her body, waiting for the man to get closer......

"Bang-" The door rang, the moment the door opened, Ju Huo dodged and pulled out his gun, and with a "click" pulled the trigger, a blood flower slowly bloomed on the chest of the man in black. The two people in the back saw that the situation was not good, and they shot at the room, the flying goose feather pillow was hit by a bullet, and the feathers filled in the broken pillow flew up all over the sky, Ju Huo threw the quilt on the bed, and it was a tumbling over, and the bullets were fired continuously, and the two people fell down one after another.

Ju Huo breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to rush downstairs but was hit by a pistol on the head: "Don't move!" Throw the gun away! The hairs on the back of Ju Huo's neck suddenly rose, and her back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, her tongue sucked the stuffed meat, and slowly put down the gun in her hand...... The man in black squinted his eyes when he saw this, and was about to relax but found that the woman who was holding his muzzle against her head was short, her right hand was slightly raised, and a bright blade flashed, and the man's right hand holding the gun together with the left ~ wheel ~ hand ~ The gun was completely cut to the ground, blood splashed, and severe pain entered the brain, and the man was about to howl but felt a chill in his neck, and closed his eyes forever.

Ju Huo wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, his body pressed against the corridor, and his eyes moved to the first floor vigilantly and silently.

The lobby on the first floor was turned upside down. Tables and chairs fell to the ground, cups were shattered, bookshelves and flower pots were lying upside down, and more than a dozen corpses were lying on the floor, both of their own and of their enemies, and blood was spilling all over the floor. Such a tragic situation made Ju Huo's eyes tingle, but in just a moment, she suppressed the weakness she shouldn't have, she held the gun in both hands, carefully probed the surrounding movements, made sure that there was nothing abnormal, and dodged into the tunnel.

The next room could not go any further, Ju Huo carefully walked down the steps of the tunnel, the tunnel was winding, only a few wall lamps in it emitted a dim light, she looked at the watch on her wrist, it was already three o'clock in the morning. That is, an hour ago, these killers deliberately parked their cars on the road to distract the people in the house, and another wave of main forces quietly surrounded the house.

Zero to three o'clock is the time of deep sleep. The timing of these killers' assassinations was very accurate, and the most important thing was that they were very hidden all the way, and these people grasped the timing so skillfully, if there were no internal ghosts, Ju Huo would not believe it. Only, who could this person be? Huang Zhong, Jian Jenny, Feiqiong, Zaoxiu, Jichun, Zhang Yunxiu...... Everyone quickly went through Ju Huo's heart. Jane Jenny, Feiqiong and the others didn't know the master's plan, and this assassination, no matter how you look at it, Huang Zhong is probably the biggest. Perhaps, the enemy wants them to think so?

Ju Huo walked in the tunnel for forty minutes, and the air in the tunnel became more and more humid, and even water droplets slowly seeped down his head. Ju Huo was glad that she was wearing a pair of special military boots that were easy to move around, otherwise the shoes would have been soaked.

Ju Huo walked up the steps, and she suddenly opened the door. The mechanism swirled, and Ju Huo came out of the secret passage, only to find that she was in a small fisherman's courtyard.

Ju silently moved against the wall, the bedroom and the kitchen were connected, there was a wooden bed in the room, the bed was placed with a blue homespun cloth, a slightly worn quilt, there was only a table and a wardrobe in the room, the door was ajar, the clothes in the cabinet looked shabby and rough, and the air was filled with salty and wet and fishy smell. The table that had been used as a dining table had a broken leg and was cushioned with a stone, and two bowls, a few pairs of chopsticks, and half an unfinished steamed bun were placed on the table.

The kitchen attached to it was even more messy, the stove was dark, and a large pot on the stove was even more invisible, with half a pot of water in the pot, and a few oil flowers and residues floating on the water, which looked unappetizing.

Ju Huo frowned, and flashed into the yard, which was empty, only a broken old fishing net with a hole, and a pile of dried fish, which didn't look abnormal.

Ju Huo clenched his gun and gently pushed open the courtyard door......