After Zhao Zheng returned to the inn at night, there were no waves all night, and when he stayed in the morning, he got up early because of his high mood. At this time, it was not yet dawn, Shen Luoxia and Li Zhenzhen were still asleep in the room, and the streets were silent, only the morning breeze was flying with fallen leaves.

Zhao Zheng felt that Shen Luoxia and Li Zhenzhen would need a while to get up, and his heart moved, and there were ripples, and some wanted to go to see Ma An early and listen to Ma An's decision. Now that the night has passed, Ma An should have made a decision.

With such thoughts, Zhao Zheng became more and more unable to sit still, so he simply called Xiao Er in the store, paid a car toll, and asked Xiao Er to drive the carriage of the inn to the vicinity of Ma An's house.

Zhao Zheng instructed Xiao Er to stay on the road and wait for him, got out of the car by himself, walked along the dry and cold dirt road, all the way to Ma An's house, and knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was none other than Ma An, his eyes were bloodshot, his expression was languishing, and he seemed to have not closed his eyes all night. After he opened the door, he glanced at Zhao Zheng, then avoided his gaze, gave way sideways, and invited Zhao Zheng into the house.

Closing the door, Zhao Zheng entered the small courtyard full of half-finished bamboo baskets, lowered his voice, and asked directly, "Are you ready to decide?" To do it or not to do it? ”

Ma An was limping forward, and when he heard this, he stopped, slowly lowered his head, and vomited for a while, before he said apologetically: "Childe...... I'm sorry I let you down. ”

"Y-You don't do it?" Zhao Zheng turned around abruptly and looked at Ma An in amazement. He thought that Ma An had a grudge against Qian Chong and would definitely agree to this matter, but he didn't expect things to go wrong.

"Childe, I'm sorry ......"

"I'm not here to hear you apologize." Zhao Zheng said abruptly.

"Childe, you better find someone else for this matter. I'm not going to do it. Ma An lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhao Zheng's aggressive gaze.

"I wonder why, are you afraid that there is something wrong with poisoned wine?"

"No, I've already tried that poisoned wine, and after the chicken drank it, it didn't hurt much after the night, and now it's still alive and well. I believe that this poisonous wine is indeed poisonous. ”

"In that case, then why don't you help me give the poisoned wine to Qian Chong?" Zhao Zheng was so angry that his eyebrows were upside down, and he couldn't wait to grab Ma An's neckline. Obviously, all the links have been opened, but I didn't expect that there would be a problem in Ma'an, the most important link.

"Because...... Because I'm scared ......"

"Scared?"

"I was afraid to see Qian Chong, and when I thought of sending it to him with poisoned wine, my heart was like a drum, and I was covered in cold sweat, and my legs trembled, and I couldn't even take a step. If I were to send the poisoned wine to Qian Chong, I would have to be scared. Ma An replied with a bitter face.

"What kind of bullshit is this?" Zhao Zheng was in a state of affairs for a while, his voice was a little louder, he knew that he was speechless, lowered his voice again, and said comfortingly, "I can give you another night's time, so that you can adjust well, and when you have enough courage, you will go and give the poisoned wine to Qian Chong." We still have enough time, so there's no rush. ”

"No, Childe, no matter how much time I am given, I don't have the courage to do this, so you better find someone else." Ma An gave Zhao Zheng a salute, took out the silver ticket that Zhao Zheng had given him earlier, and returned it with both hands.

Zhao Zheng didn't even look at the silver ticket, squinted at Ma An, and asked, "You really refuse to help me with this?" You don't want to find money to get revenge? Don't forget who broke your leg and who trampled on your bamboo basket the other day. I think you've been bullied more than that, right? ”

"You're right, I really want to kill Qian Chong, but I really can't do it......" Ma An pushed the silver ticket to Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng was in an unhappy mood, flicked his hand, blocked the silver ticket, and frowned: "It's not about talking about money now, don't shake the silver ticket in front of my eyes." ”

"But I can't help my son, so why am I embarrassed to keep this money?" Ma An said embarrassedly.

"This money is not for you, it is for your daughter, with this money, the family can live a little better, don't let her such a young child do rough work in the future." Zhao Zheng glared at Ma An angrily, and asked unrelentingly, "You really refuse to help me?" ”

"It's not that I don't help, it's that I can't."

Zhao Zheng stared at Ma An for a long time, but Ma An just lowered his head and didn't look at him. He sighed helplessly and said: "You made this decision overnight, presumably I can't persuade you to change your mind in a few words, since this is the case, then this matter is over." ”

"Childe, I'm sorry for you, you can find someone else to give the poisoned wine to Qian Chong." Ma An said apologetically.

"I'm still looking for a fart, do you think anyone can do this? Now you are the only one who is the most suitable person, you have known Qian Chong for many years, and you will not arouse suspicion if you send the wine to him. When he had drunk, I cut off his head that night and killed him. If he was hit hard and died, he would not suspect that someone had poisoned him, let alone investigate the problem of Qian Chong's food source, so as to avoid the exposure of Qian Chong's drinking of poisoned wine. If you don't investigate, and you keep your mouth shut, this matter will sink into the sea, and no one will ever know. Now you get the idea, right? This can only be done by you, and I can't rest assured at all. If someone else had done it, even if they hadn't investigated the problem of alcohol, that person might have confessed to it, and then I would have been in trouble. ”

"But...... But...... I ...... "Ma An was hesitant, obviously still afraid to send poisoned wine."

Zhao Zheng sighed lightly, flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked towards the courtyard gate, and said without looking back: "Forget it, the poisonous wine is left to you, whether you do it or not, I will do it tonight, you can do it yourself." ”

"Childe, didn't you say that if he doesn't drink poisonous wine, you are only fifty percent sure?" Ma An chased after him, worried.

"If a pregnant woman is worried that there is something wrong with the baby she has born, will she not give birth? There are so many foolproof things in the world. As the saying goes, it is up to people to do things, and as long as there is an opportunity, they must do it. Zhao Zheng stopped.

"In that case, then I can only wish you all the best."

Zhao Zheng became angry when he heard this, he knew that it was useless to persuade Ma An, so he said excitedly: "Ma An, do you know why I want to kill Qian Chong?" ”

"Childe is to punish Jiān and eliminate evil, and to do the right thing for heaven."

"Actually, there are two reasons why I want to kill him, first, I have a grudge against him like you, and second, I am not like me and someone else who was broken by him like you." After Zhao Zheng finished speaking, he pushed open the courtyard door and left with his sleeves.

Ma An stayed alone in the courtyard, slowly lowered his head, and glanced at his crippled left foot, the scene when Qian Chong led someone to break his left foot came to mind, vividly, the sound of insults, ridicule, and screams mixed together, echoing in his mind. A sharp pain spread through his heart, like a vine, extending to every inch of his nerves.

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Zhao Zheng came and returned in disappointment, and returned to the inn in a sullen carriage, at this time Shen Luoxia and Li Zhenzhen had already woken up and had eaten half of the meal. Zhao Zheng joined in halfway and had dinner with him, claiming that he couldn't stay in the morning during the banquet and went out for a walk, Shen Luoxia did not doubt this, and still talked and laughed with Li Zhenzhen.

When Zhao was eating, his heart turned a lot, and there was actually more than one choice in front of him, he could temporarily give up killing Qian Chong, wait for a few months or even a year and a half, and wait until his strength was improved enough to easily kill Qian Chong, and then take action; He can also confess this matter to Shen Luoxia and ask Shen Luoxia for help, if he does this, he doesn't even have to do it himself, he can stand aside and watch the show.

However, these choices are not what he wants, and his only thought now is to use the shortest time to send the money to Huangquan Road with his own hands.

His thought was strong and resolute, and it was as hard to shake as a rock.

He has worked so hard to improve his strength, and he has spent so much effort to plan, and he has only come to this point, and now he is already a bow full of strings, and he has to send it! Even if there is a problem in one link, he still has to do it!

With such determination, he spent the day and waited until the evening. Shen Luoxia was going to take him to the Qinglou again to listen to the Begonia girl play the piano, but he pushed him away, claiming that he was a little sleepy and wanted to rest early. Shen Luoxia didn't force it, and went with Li Zhenzhen, they won't come back until midnight, giving Zhao Zheng plenty of time.

Zhao Zheng sat cross-legged on the bed alone, closing his eyes and resting. The table was lit with oil lamps, which illuminated most of the room and his calm face. His expression was calm, but his breathing was rapid, and his heart was beating fast. He tried his best to calm himself down, but as the night deepened, the fire in his heart grew more and more intense.

He's going to kill someone tonight, and as long as it's killing, it's not something that can calm people down, no matter who he wants to kill.

He hadn't killed anyone, and he didn't know whether he should be calmer or agitated in this situation. If you are calmer, you will be able to make a calm judgment. If you are excited, you can make the moves more ruthless and ferocious. The small grappling hand he cultivates is a martial art that requires ruthlessness, breaking people's muscles and bones, breaking people's backbones, and all of them have to be ruthless.

In the end, he really couldn't hold back the excitement, so he could only completely let his emotions run wild in his mind, he didn't move at all, but his skin became hot inch by inch, red and hot. It was the first time he had experienced this wonderful feeling, and in his opinion, it was a comforting feeling.

As long as you are a man, you will like this feeling of being hot all over.

Time is advancing little by little, as if the strokes in the hands of the king of Hades, on the book of life and death, have left the last stroke for the name Qian Chong.

Zhao Zheng opened his eyes, and two soul-dementoring jīng lights emitted from his eyes, he either didn't open his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, it meant that it was time to go.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night of murder!

Zhao Zheng had no distractions in his heart at this time, only the matter of killing Qian Chong was left, and his soul became simple and pure, like a sword. He opened the system warehouse, took out the fragrant jade bamboo armor and night clothes that Chen placed inside, put the fragrant jade bamboo armor on his body, and then put the night clothes under his armpit and lifted the oil lamp on the table. He took these things out of the house, locked the door, walked downstairs, ignored Xiao Er, who was dozing off in the lobby, and left the inn all the way.

Zhao Zheng extinguished the oil lamp, walked to a secluded place and changed into night clothes, covered his face with a black scarf, and disappeared into the night.

Halfway through, Zhao Zheng met a watchman.

The watchman carried a lantern and a gong, knocked it a few times, and shouted: "The weather is dry, be careful of the candle!" ”

The sound spread throughout thousands of households.

But tonight, Qian Chong has to be careful not with a fire candle, but with a night walker.