At this time, the invincible life-killing sword Ma Boliang could no longer be majestic.

I wanted to run, but my legs were wasted, and my heart hurt when I moved. I wanted to climb, but my arms were dislocated, and I couldn't use any strength. I want to shout, my jaw joint is removed, and it's hopeless to even bite my tongue and kill myself.

Next to him was the corpse of the laughing Maitreya Tong Dekun, with his head tilted back at a strange angle, his face was frozen with a frightened expression before death, his empty eyes were lifeless, and the unique blue-gray face of the dead corpse looked hideous and terrifying.

Ma Boliang closed his eyes, not daring to look at him, and his heart was sad when he thought of the young man's words before leaving.

In comparison, I'm afraid that this laughing Maitreya is a happy death, and now I am already so miserable, I don't know how much suffering I will have to endure later, I am afraid that it is a luxury to want to die happily.

While he was thinking wildly, footsteps sounded, and the young man, like a Shura demon who had walked out of the Nine Hells, walked back with a thick bloody aura that could not be dissolved.

Li Mingyu stretched out his hand and put his chin on it, and said straight to the point, "Ma Boliang, do you know what I want to ask you!" ”

As soon as he regained his ability to speak, Ma Boliang nodded again and again, desperately begging loudly, "Xiao Langjun!" Spare your life! I'm blinded by lard! Dog daring! Have mercy on me and spare my life! "The ants are still greedy for life, and he Ma Boliang is far from living enough, and he is still hoping to escape with his life. At this time, he was bent on surviving. To hell with the faces of heroes and swordsmen, and the majesty of swordsmen and rangers!

Seeing that Li Mingyu was unmoved, Ma Boliang cried so much that he cried a handful of tears, and continued to beg, "Take people's money and eliminate disasters with people, I'm just a knife in someone's hand!" Do what you are told, and you can't help yourself! It's all because I was obsessed with money for a while, so I did what I shouldn't have done. It's him! Those bad ideas are all from Tong Dekun! Woo, woo, he came up with the idea to let me sprinkle lime on your eyes........ it's really none of my business....."

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, tell me everything you know, who instructed you to deal with me!" Li Mingyu felt sick to his stomach when he saw his disgusting appearance of being greedy for life and afraid of death, which was far from the imaginary heroes of the rivers and lakes. Damn, just like this greedy for life and afraid of death, he is embarrassed to be called a ranger?

"I say, I say! I say it all! But you have to promise to spare me from dying......" Ma Boliang still wanted to bargain, but seeing Li Mingyu's eyebrows and murderous face, he immediately didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he could only hope that this young man could see that for the sake of telling the truth, he would go around his life.

At this time, Ma Boliang, like a drowning man seeing a straw floating in, did not hesitate to hold on to it, pinning all his hopes for life on it. He immediately told everything without concealing anything.

Li Mingyu listened attentively, and if there was anything unclear, he repeatedly asked for confirmation.

But the more I listened, the more confused I became, and the more I listened, the more confused I became. He originally thought that this Ma Boliang and Tong Dekun were nothing more than Dugu Jie, Hou Mo and Chen Hui who were sent over. It's with the Tigers.

After all, Gao Shenxing, the fifth elder of the Gao family, had already communicated with him through the news, saying that Dugujie had hired a lot of outlaws to ask for his head and kidnap him, who else could there be besides him?

Through questioning, these Jianghu rangers and the two groups of the Evil Tiger Gang are not familiar with each other. At most, they are known to each other, and they have never dealt with each other, and this is the first time that the two have partnered to do business. Ma Boliang and the others just sent him here according to the other party's request and waited to collect the money.

According to Ma Boliang's confession, as a famous ranger thug in Chang'an, they have also done some dirty things for many nobles on weekdays. But how noble is the family? How could they surrender their identities and get mixed up with these unpopular rivers and lakes, all through special brokers.

Because this time, the target identity is too sensitive, and the customer can't rest assured, hiding behind the screen, and negotiating in person.

Ma Boliang and others also know that the target is not small, a person has overturned dozens of wealthy thugs, and he was born in the Qin Palace, with a strong background, too hard-working, even if it is a high price of 300 yuan, they are still unwilling to wade into this troubled water.

However, the customer was really wealthy, and Shengsheng doubled the price. As the saying goes, people die for money, birds die for food, and there are few people in the world who will dislike the pressure of money. Li Lingzhi was in a daze, Ma Boliang and several people summed up, and simply put their hearts sideways, planning to finish this vote, took the reward, and washed their hands. Since then, he has gone away and flown high, incognito, and never set foot in Chang'an again for the rest of his life.

In their line of work, they pay attention to taking people's money and eliminating disasters with people, and it is taboo to inquire about the identity of the customer, and they are afraid that they will reveal the identity of the customer when they are caught.

The only thing they knew was that the patron was really good at it, and when the whole city was under martial law and a large-scale raid, he could still send a message to tell them to take refuge here for the time being, and not to hide their deeds.

Hearing this, Li Mingyu frowned, and he had ruled out the possibility that it was Dugujie and a few people in his heart, but if it wasn't them, who could it be?

Judging from Mingyu's analysis, these Dugujie and a few people are just a squishy man, the second ancestor of straw bags, with their status in the family, it is possible to buy a few splashy gangsters, but I am afraid that there is no energy to direct the most powerful evil tiger gang in Xicheng!

Could it be that Dugu Wudu personally took action? Deal with me junior? Impossible, right? How can you say that they are all big guys with heads and faces in Chang'an City, pull down their bodies to deal with me, let people know, do you want to be cheeky?

Besides, judging from the previous master's incident, with Dugu Wudu's temperament, most of them came directly to the door, and it was possible to beat me up. Or use power to force the King of Qin to deal with me.

No matter how stupid it is, after all, it is a century-old wealthy family, and it is impossible to do such a blatant thing of tying people up and not using their brains! This is tantamount to openly challenging the prestige of the Qin Palace!

The more I thought about it, the more irritated I became, and things became more and more complicated. Li Mingyu asked impatiently, "Who is the broker?" Where to stay? ”

Ma Boliang replied honestly, "Called Qiao San, he opened an ironware shop in the West Market, called Qiao's old shop." On the surface, he is a well-known local gentry in Chang'an, but in fact, he is a broker who matches us. ”

"Qiao San, Qiao's old shop!" Li Mingyu secretly wrote down this name in his heart, and the account should be calculated clearly, since you dare to take the deal that sold my life, then don't blame the master, I am not polite to you!

It seems that in order to find out about this matter and find out the real behind-the-scenes instructions, two parties must start with it.

On the one hand, this broker Qiao San, and on the other side is Duan Hu of the Evil Tiger Gang. These two groups of people do not belong to each other, but they collude and cooperate with each other, and if they want to be in the status of Duan Hu, they should know more details.

The plan has been decided, Li Mingyu glanced at Ma Boliang coldly, and asked, "Okay, since all the questions that should be asked are finished, let's talk about it, how do you want to die!" ”

"Huh?" Ma Boliang was taken aback! Just as he was about to open his mouth to continue begging for mercy, Li Mingyu had already drawn his knife out of the sheath, and the cold light flashed and his hand rose and fell, cutting off the head with a knife!

"Phew! Plotted against the master, still want to live? Just because of the evil things you have done in the past, it is cheap to kill you with a knife! Li Mingyu spat at the headless corpse, rubbed the knife on the corpse's clothes, wiped the blood, and turned out of the house.