After the dwarf calmed down, his hands were still trembling, and under the oil lamp, even his lips could be seen trembling slightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Ru said: "You are afraid of me? ”

The dwarf sat down on the dirty table, touched his chest and pushed down: "Master Hou is known as the living king of Hades in the capital, and he is a small person in the next place, making a living by his craft, and a ninth-rate existence." Hou Ye's tiger body was shocked, and he was naturally afraid. ”

Zhang Ru smiled and said, "But I can't see the slightest fear on your face." ”

The dwarf touched his face and rubbed it vigorously a few times: "Master Hou, forgive me, the nickname of the dwarf in the cold face is because there is no sorrow and no joy." People who know you say that you are an animal that doesn't know hot and cold, no matter who you are, you can't have any expression. ”

Zhang Ru asked, "Dare to ask your surname?" ”

The dwarf arched his hand: "In Xia Changwei, a person from the capital." ”

"I'm going to be a human head like me, and this head can't show any traces. Moreover, with a master detective, this head must be able to withstand the test. Zhang Ru pointed to his head.

Chang Wei looked at it carefully for a while and said, "With the face of Master Hou, it is not easy to find a suitable replacement. ”

Zhang Ru lowered his head and asked, "What kind of price do you need me to pay?" ”

Chang Wei shook his head and smiled bitterly: "A ninth-rate person like us, if we can talk face-to-face with a prince one day, it is already a good thing that there is green smoke on the ancestral tomb, how dare we make any requests." It's just that Hou Ye has a handsome face, not the face of the general public, and it is really a problem to find such a head. Hou Ye also said that the other party has a master, so naturally the head cannot use a fake head. ”

originally thought that Chang Wei wanted benefits, but Zhang Ru was still a little displeased. As soon as he heard him say this, he was in trouble.

His appearance is indeed handsome, his knife-like face is sharp and angular, his thick eyebrows are like swords, and although his eyes are not big, they are extremely powerful. Such a look, not to mention being placed in this era without plastic surgery, is also rare in the era when plastic surgery and makeup flew together in his later life, and PS was a beautiful picture.

Zhang Ru thought for a while and said, "Is there a way?" ”

Chang Wei said: "There is a beautiful man Li Baiqian in Beijing, whether it is a beautiful lady or a small jasper, all of them are vying for it. This person's face is three points similar to Hou Ye. If Master Hou wants to do something, and this thing has to be done, there is only one way. ”

"What's the solution?" Zhang Ru asked in his tone.

"Kill now!" There was no fluctuation in Chang Wei's eyes, as if he was not killing a living person, but killing a beast.

Zhang Ru couldn't help frowning: "Is there something wrong with your method?" ”

Chang Wei said with a smile: "Hou Yewei has heard of his name for a long time, but when I saw it today, it was a little unworthy of his name." It's just a cheap life, you can die for the Hou Ye, it's worth it! ”

Zhang Ru shook his head: "Those who achieve great things are not informal, which does not mean that they can careless of people's lives at will. The reason why Benhou did so much and did not hesitate to be enemies of the Manchu Dynasty was nothing more than to give the world justice. If Ben Hou personally undermines this justice, then what is the use of me doing so much? ”

Chang Wei's eyes stared at Zhang Ru tightly, and found that there was no trace of cunning in the other party's eyes.

He suddenly found that he couldn't understand this big man, and in his impression, big people are generally unscrupulous in order to achieve their goals. And the marquis in front of him, who has the title of King Zhang Yan, is not only not as fierce and vicious as the legend, but also has some women's kindness.

He also wanted to try to persuade: "Why should Master Hou care, it's just a small person." ”

Zhang Ru firmly refused: "It's not a matter of identity, all people are created equal, and no one is nobler than anyone else." Li Baiqian looks three points similar to Ben Hou, Ben Hou can kill him for the sake of doing things, so can Ben Hou kill tens of millions of people for his own selfishness one day? If there is no other way, Ben Hou will find another way and say goodbye! ”

With that, he lifted his leg and left.

When the person was about to walk out of the door, Chang Wei suddenly said: "Master Hou stays!" ”

Zhang Ru froze, turned around and asked, "Is there a way?" ”

To be honest, if there was a good way, he certainly didn't want to just leave. After all, it is a very good opportunity to be able to confuse Wan'an's people, and then successfully break into Wan'an's interior.

But if he had to pay for an innocent life, he would rather do it differently.

"Baiqian, come out! This Hou Ye is not as shameless as we imagined. Chang Wei shouted.

Then, from behind the broken Buddha statue stepped a somewhat thin looking scribe. The face of the scribe is also sharp and angular. At first glance, this person does bear a three-point resemblance to himself, especially the eyes.

Li Baiqian arched his hand towards Zhang Ru: "Li Baiqian, a grass man, has seen Master Hou." ”

Zhang Ru was a little confused: "Chang Wei, what do you mean by this?" ”

Chang Wei explained: "Don't hide it from Hou Ye, no matter whether Hou Ye wants to use Baiqian's head or not, Baiqian won't be able to live this time." He was sick with a vicious disease, an incurable disease. The two of us are close friends, but few people know about it. Chang Wei's life was given by Mr. Fan, and Baiqian's family was saved by Mr. Fulao. Whether it is to repay the favor or righteousness, it is incumbent on Xia and Baiqian.

What Hou Ye did was for the benefit of the people of the Ming Dynasty.

Chang Wei has been living for 30 years, and he has been established for a long time, but he has never seen an official like Hou Ye.

It's hard to imagine how a person like Hou Ye survived the intrigue between the DPRK and China.

But since Hou Ye has great ambitions, our two little people naturally have to show some man's courage. Thirty years of ambition has not been rewarded, and today I finally have the opportunity, and I ask Master Hou not to refuse. ”

Zhang Ru's heart was shocked, and Fan Wuyi was still scoffing when he said that someone could help him get everything. Now, after Chang Wei said this, he no longer knew what words to use to express his emotions.

"If you are sick, you can cure it." After a long while, Zhang Ru held back these words from his mouth.

Li Baiqian suddenly coughed, and after a violent cough, an abnormal flush appeared on his face, and then he covered his mouth with a white handkerchief.

Although he quickly put away the white handkerchief, Zhang Ru still saw a black blood clot the size of a small fingernail on the white handkerchief.

"No, I'm already terminally ill, and the medicine stone has no spirit. Hou Ye is a Hou Ye who thinks about the people, and asks Hou Ye not to shirk and let him do his part for Hou Ye's great cause. The color on his face returned to pale, and Li Baiqian's eyes were begging.

Zhang Ru still couldn't accept this reality in his heart, and was about to refute it, but when the words came to his mouth, he was blocked back by Li Baiqian.

"Can Master Hou listen to Bucai's heartfelt words?" Li Baiqian raised his voice and looked at Zhang Ru with a serious face.