"Landlord."

Rakshasa Tower is a new top killer organization on the rivers and lakes, and is good at all open killings and assassinations. In just three years since its establishment, it has squeezed out the "Lore Building", which was originally ranked first, because the failure rate of the Rakshasa Building transaction is only one percent. In other words, out of a hundred people they were going to kill, only one of them would get away with it. And the only one who escaped by luck is said to have died of a sudden illness.

Rakshasa House is not only expensive, but also subdivides the purchase and sale of human lives into three classes.

The first-class life is like the emperor's relatives and princes, and the four elders in the building, Qinglong, Baihu, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu are responsible, and the commission depends on the difficulty of the task, but whether it is successful or not, the first 50,000 taels of gold will be collected, and the price will never be negotiated.

The second-class life is like the saint Confucian literati of the merchant family, and the eight masters of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, hops and tea in the building are responsible. Although the martial arts of the eight masters are slightly inferior to those of the four elders, they are also among the top elements, and they are clean and ruthless, and there is no follow-up trouble, which makes many people frightened.

The third-class life is a person who is not in addition to the above two categories, although the scope is wide but usually not large, and it is also the easiest task to complete, so it is the responsibility of the newcomer in the building, and most of these tasks are taken to hone the newcomer.

But in the same way, the Rakshasa Tower also has two non-killing, one does not kill the pregnant woman who is pregnant with Liujia, and the other does not kill the infant child.

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"Aoyama didn't come back?" Rakshasa Mansion owner, Nie Yihan, calmly drank tea and asked lightly.

Once upon a time, the new killer of his Rakshasa Building couldn't even take a little maidservant? Not to mention just capturing it back, without killing it on the spot.

Is it because of his recent retreat that these killers have slackened?

Only glanced coldly, as a third-class killer's subordinate Hongyun, he only felt cold all over his body. She and Qingshan, Black Python, and Red Rabbit were admitted to the Rakshasa Building at the same time, although it was not for a long time, and she had also seen many ways for the landlord to punish the newcomers.

"Landlord, Qingshan is afraid..." did not return at the appointed time, nor did he leave a secret mark, I am afraid that he was caught.

"Rubbish!" Nie Yi smiled coldly, "Let the black python take over." ”

"Yes." Hongyun bowed his head, knowing in his heart that Qingshan had been completely abandoned by the landlord, and even if he came back, it would not end well.

"By the way, let you check the woman who went to the Silver Lake area that day, did you find out?" Hongyun was about to retreat, Nie Yi asked coldly.

"Back to the landlord, I haven't found it for the time being." It's also strange to talk about this, a person who has been to a place will always leave some traces. But the person who the landlord asked her to check left no clues at all, so she had no clue to investigate.

"Keep looking. Step aside. Nie Yihan's mood did not fluctuate, nor did he scold her for being a waste, as if he knew that she couldn't find out what was expected.

Is the landlord in a hurry to find this girl just because of the grace of saving his life? Still is... What is there to use in the other person? Anything that has no usable value is waste, and it should not live in heaven and earth. This is what the landlord often says.

She turned away with a sense of astringency, not daring to look at the handsome face that stood tall above.

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"I don't know if you are waiting for the master, and you will miss the welcome."

Chi Jing opened her eyes and saw the man in purple sitting in the room drinking tea alone—at least in her eyes.

Subconsciously looked down, and his face changed slightly. She was wearing a cardigan with a crescent-colored neckline embroidered with silver thread embroidered with water patterns today, and the light blue skirt was embroidered with a lower skirt with a few colorful butterflies regularly distributed.

"Don't get me wrong, it's your handmaid who is changing your clothes." Dongfang Le opened his mouth to clarify in time.

"Oh." Chi Jing was obviously relieved, and Dongfang Le continued unhappily when he saw this: "Your appearance is so unsatisfactory, this marquis will not be hungry and choose to eat. ”

"Master Hou... Something? Chi Jing looked out the window, the moonlight was bright, about the end of the time and the beginning of the day.

When did he come? How many do you see? And who disposed of that man in black? Or was it just her dream? Hasn't anyone harmed her? Is her victim paranoia already so severe?

"You..." Dongfang Le was suddenly speechless, did he want to tell her the truth, he didn't have anything important, he was just passing by, but he jumped on the roof of the house like a demon to spy on what she was doing. Was he going to tell her the truth, that he knew he should have left, but that he wanted to watch her until she woke up to make sure she was okay?

Thinking of her empty eyes before, he remembered who he used to be... The past he thought he had forgotten... Dongfang Le's heart tightened.

"Girl, you're awake." The jade bottle walked in with a food table, on which were two bowls of meat porridge, two small plates of pickles, two plates of boiled cabbage hearts, and two pairs of chopsticks.

This is even done for the sake of the Hou Ye.

Chi Jing smelled the aroma of porridge and was already hungry. The ancients used dinner too early, and if she didn't eat supper, she would easily wake up hungry in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, Xiu'er's body is not fat-prone physique. She sat up from the bed, her hair was messy, her face was red because she had slept enough, and her eyes were still sleepy, although she was neatly dressed, she also exuded a lazy sex appeal all over her body.

Dongfang Le hurriedly opened his eyes, and the roots of his ears turned faintly red.

Of course, Chi Jing didn't notice his embarrassment, and generously came to the table, sat down beside him, put one of the bowls of porridge in front of Dongfang Le, and feasted on it himself.

"Eat, the porridge boiled in the jade bottle is fragrant." Jade Bottle and Lan Yimo don't have the habit of eating supper on weekdays, no matter what the reason for Dongfang Le's appearance here is, it is best to have someone to accompany her for supper.

After boiling the chicken soup for two hours, first skim off the slick oil on the soup and let it cool, and then use this soup to make white rice porridge. The rice is made from the famous white jade fragrant rice in the Gangnam area, and the meat is fresh chicken that has been chopped into grains and marinated for an afternoon. The porridge boiled for more than half an hour, and the rice was rotten and glutinous, and the aroma of the meat penetrated into the rice, and the aroma of the rice seeped back into the meat.

Finally, cut some shredded ginger and green onions, sprinkle them on the porridge noodles, the light yellow ginger shreds and green onions are dotted with the white porridge that exudes bursts of heat, and the white porridge is mixed with chicken grains that appear from time to time...

Dongfang Le was not polite, picked up the bowl and drank it. After taking a sip, he was surprised to find that the trip was really worth it.

"Delicious, isn't it?" Ji Jing asked with a smile. Food must be shared with others to be more fragrant, which is the most noble foodie spirit.

Dongfang Le snorted, his face almost buried in the porridge bowl, and he didn't care about her.

Chi Jing saw Dongfang Le's eating appearance, and looked at the jade bottle with honor. Jade Bottle's talent in cooking is extremely high, and she only mentioned a little bit of the cooking skills that her mother had told her in the past, even if it is a simple meat porridge, she can make such a level of deliciousness. It seems that it is not enough to find Mr. Accounts for Jade Bottle, but also to find a chef to train her...

The jade bottle received Chi Jing's suddenly unfathomable eyes, and shivered inexplicably.

This is a girl who not only doesn't remember after killing someone, but also sleeps and eats soundly...

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The gray shadow who came back from laborious processing of the corpse lay back on the roof, smelling the overflow of fragrance in the room, looking at the round moon in the sky, and touching the shriveled stomach...

He's hungry too...