"Back to the owner, the eldest lady got into the carriage carrying the show girl and didn't get down."

"What, according to what you say, isn't Xin'er ......?"

Seeing the sad expression on Master Fu's face, those black-clothed assassins knew that he had misunderstood, and they hurriedly explained.

"No, the eldest lady is not dead, she signaled to us on the horse that she is safe, and told us to leave quickly."

"You're saying Xin'er is okay? But she's fine, why don't she come back with you? By the way, how many show girls did you kill this time? ”

Faced with this question, all the black-clad assassins lowered their heads, and one of them replied in a low voice, "No...... No, not a single one. ”

"None? More than 20 of you went, and now more than 10 people have returned, but you can't even kill a show girl, ...... You ......"

The owner of Fu Zhuang angrily blamed these people he raised, and suddenly he felt that the 'prosperous wealth' in the family seemed to be more useful than this group of people, and now his daughter was lost, and these people couldn't even kill a show girl, it was really a loss.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, a mouthful of old phlegm blocked in my chest, and the owner of Fu Zhuang couldn't help coughing violently.

The black-clothed assassins saw that the owner of the village was coughing so badly, and they hurriedly comforted: "Don't worry, the owner of the village, we believe that since the eldest lady can sneak into the carriage of the show girl, maybe she has found a like-minded friend who can help her infiltrate the palace." ”

"Yes, the owner of the village, as long as the eldest lady can enter the palace, then she can approach the Dog Emperor, wouldn't it be easy to kill him at that time?"

"Ahem...... Belch? ”

Master Fu finally stopped coughing, and he stared at the group of black-clothed assassins with his eyes narrowed.

"Listening to you say that, it seems that this can happen, but are you really sure that my Xin'er is okay?"

The black-clad assassin patted his chest.

"Don't worry, the owner, if there is anything wrong with the eldest lady, she will send us a signal, and it will not be too late for us to save her."

The owner of Fu Zhuang stared at the black-clothed assassin who packed the ticket to him in disbelief, this thing is full of confidence, but if the matter is really as simple as he said, then ask them to assassinate a few show girls, and he can't even see a single hair of the show girls for the sake of Mao?

That's it......

Anyway, his daughter Fu Xin'er is fine, otherwise even if he goes bankrupt, he will take down the head of Feng Tianming, the Dog Emperor.

Speaking of money, he, the richest man in Liguo, can definitely afford it!

No longer bothered about the eldest daughter's affairs, Fu Zhuang said again: "Xue'er went to Hengshui Country to visit her painting teacher, it is estimated that she will come back in the next two days, you should rush back to China first, if you see the little lady, you tell her that my sister and I went to see her grandmother in the annex in Jiangcheng, let her wait at home and don't run around, I will be back soon." ”

The black-clothed assassin immediately replied, "Yes, the owner, but Xianning is at least ten days away from Jiangcheng, will you really be able to come back in time?" ”

The owner of Fu Zhuang was almost angry, blowing his beard, he said patiently: "What I said is just an excuse, uncle, can't you hear it?"

Burst...... Okay, okay, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's low back pain recently, Lao Tzu would have hurried back to the capital as soon as possible with you. ”

Only then did the black-clothed assassins react, and they nodded again and again: "What the owner of the village has taught is, what the owner of the village has learned." ”

ordered a group of people to stay behind to protect the owner of Fu Zhuang, and the others rushed to the national capital with a whoosh.