As the saying goes, the moon is high and the wind is dark and the night kills, but this month is not high and the night is not dark, but for Zhu Jialiang, this is another night of murder.

Zhu Jialiang, who was carrying the box, felt that his back seemed to be sweating, although when the young master asked in the afternoon, he said that he was not afraid, but now it is inevitable that he is still a little nervous, but he is still walking forward, when he is about to approach the door of the hotel, the waiter outside the door respectfully opened the door, and a waiter came to the door to take over the box in Zhu Jialiang's hand.

"Welcome!"

Everything that followed, as if in a dream, Zhu Jialiang, who looked a little sluggish, lowered his top hat and lowered his head, paid the money, opened the room, and followed the waiter who carried the suitcase, until he entered the guest room, and under the waiter's many temptations, he exchanged a copper dollar coupon from his pocket and rewarded it, which was confessed by the young master before leaving, although he had practiced at home, but this would be kung fu, he was still inevitably a little nervous.

"I'll let you help me kill someone!"

Thinking about what the young master said to himself in the carriage in the morning, Zhu Jialiang slowly calmed down and opened the cowhide suitcase, which contained a few clothes, a pistol and the black iron cylinder.

"Z, Z"

When the iron barrel was screwed on the barrel, a faint sound echoed in the room, and Zhu Jialiang's movements were neither fast nor slow, and his brows were loose and thoughtful.

Since the young master asked him to kill someone in the morning, Zhu Jialiang was thinking there, although he looked honest, it didn't mean that he was a fool, since he got the young master's orders, he knew what kind of situation he would be in the future, although he had only been in Shanghai for a few weeks, he also knew that there were always people around those rich people doing some side work.

"It's not bad to be a young master's knife!"

After screwing the muffler, Zhu Jialiang raised his hand and gestured, since he bought this gun, every day the young master will let him take a few people to the suburbs to set up targets to practice the gun, hundreds of bullets are shot down, although I dare not say that the gun is fatal, but at least it is stronger than in the past.

"I don't know if there's a sound in this shot!"

Gesturing, looking at the slightly heavy pistol, Zhu Jialiang muttered to himself with some uncertainty

In the evening, after retrieving this iron cylinder from the iron shop, when testing in the rice fields outside the city, it was indeed as the young master said, the sound of the gun did drop, in the past, when practicing the gun was like thunder, but now it is like an untamped firecracker, if you wrap a few layers of towels around the muzzle, the sound will be lower, in the evening, he used this gun once in the street, and no one heard the "poof, poof" at all.

"Remember, be sure to use a gun!"

"With a gun, there will be a lot of suspicions...... In short, the more doubts there are, the safer we are. ”

Putting down the gun, Zhu Jialiang took out his dagger again, this dagger was snatched from the foreign devil he killed when he was in his hometown, this dagger may be the most beautiful dagger he has ever seen, so he has kept it until now.

"Wipe it clean and make up for it in his heart!"

What kind of person is the young master?

Thinking that for a whole afternoon, the young master was there to tell himself how to kill people with great interest, Zhu Jialiang had some doubts, is it so troublesome to kill a foreign devil?

"It's easy to kill a person, but it's hard to kill a foreign devil without causing trouble, especially at this time, I don't want us to vent our anger today, tomorrow Jinling will be bombarded, and the governor of Liangjiang will ask for millions of taels of silver!"

The hour hand walked little by little, and finally when the hour hand pointed to eight o'clock, he wrapped the barrel of the gun with a towel casually, and Zhu Jialiang had already changed it, so he wrapped the iron barrel in front of the barrel with a towel, and the moment he opened the door, the tension disappeared, and he glanced left and right to make sure that no one was in the corridor, and then walked towards another room.

"You should have saved your money first!"

Looking at the money on the bed, Jeff, who had been distressed all night, muttered to himself.

Perhaps for the reason that he had never seen such a large sum of money, he did not ask for a check from the auction house, but chose cash, even if the buyer paid the auction house dollars, he still chose to accept it, and for the poor, what is more attractive than a pile of banknotes.

But now, with such a pile of money here, he has lost the opportunity to have fun, and what if it is stolen in the hotel room?

"Knock, knock"

The knock on the door startled Jeff, lifted the covers, took a gun on the bedside, and all the movements did not stop at all, and he looked nervously at the door.

"Who!"

"Waiter, deliver water! Mr! ”

Zhu Jialiang, dressed as a waiter at the King Hotel, answered in English that he had practiced repeatedly for hours in the afternoon, holding a gun in his right hand and wrapping a towel in the muzzle.

"Wait a minute!"

Even though he didn't need boiling water, Jaffy pinned the gun to his waist and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, he saw the Chinese waiter standing outside the door, his eyes seemed to be a little wrong, and before his brain could order his body to act, Zhu Jialiang pulled the trigger.

"Poof, poof"

Two sounds that seemed to be heavy shouted sounded in the hallway, and at the moment when his body collapsed, all the feelings were gone, and Jeff's eyes were filled with an incredible look, at this time he did not die immediately, he desperately wanted to breathe, but he couldn't understand why he couldn't breathe.

took a step forward, and when the foreigner was about to fall, he hugged him with his left hand, turned around and dragged him into the room, and when he closed the door with his legs, he pinned the gun to his waist with his right hand, and at the same time took out the dagger, stabbed it up along the ribs, and the dagger pierced into the heart.

From opening the door to piercing the dagger into the heart, it was just a few puffs of smoke, and in these puffs of smoke, just like when he killed people in the past, Zhu Jialiang did not have any fear or other thoughts in his mind, and he almost subconsciously completed this simple process.

After searching the room, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, and finally finding the banknotes on the bed, he put the money in the suitcase, walked behind the door, listened carefully to the sound in the corridor against the door, and after making sure that there were no footsteps, he carefully opened the door, and after checking left and right, he looked at the bullet casings on the ground, bent down to pick up the bullet casings, and then quickly returned to his room.

"Whew!"

The moment he closed the door, sweat came out of Zhu Jialiang's forehead while he let out a sigh, and it was only then that he felt his soul return to his body, and after resting for a while, he remembered that there was still one thing to do.

Turn off the lights! Turn on the lights! Turn off the lights again and turn them on again!

Ten minutes later, there was a long knock on the door.

It's Ah Qing!

The door opened, and Lin Yuqing, who was standing outside the door, walked in, looking at Zhu Jialiang, who had already changed his clothes, which were the same as the cotton robe on Lin Yuqing's body.

"Are you alright?"

Zhu Jialiang, who was carrying a rattan box, nodded, and didn't say anything, the young master had confessed, and when A-Qing came to change himself, he didn't say anything.

"Two blocks away, Junko's carriage is waiting there!"