Chapter 50: A Man in the Prime
"Sir, this year's harvest is very good, we will definitely be able to make a lot of money!" An old butler with a middle-combed hair waited beside a man in the prime of life, with a respectful look on his face.
When the man in the prime of life heard this, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he did not hurry to light his pipe, took a hard breath, let out a sigh of enjoyment, returned to the highest chair in the room, sat down, and said, "We have a good harvest every year, and the important thing is how to use this money to get more money." If it's just in the warehouse, what's the difference between one million taels and ten million taels? โ
The butler walked quickly and walked to the middle-aged man's side, and carefully poured him a cup of tea: "The old man is clever and knowledgeable. It's not comparable to villains like me, for what you said just now, the slave really admires it! โ
Obviously, this middle-aged man has been living a pampered life on weekdays, and he has no one in his eyes, and his favorite thing is to listen to others pat his ass. Now he took the tea, took a sip of it, and from time to time squinted his eyes and made a pouting sound, very satisfied with the fart just now.
"Horse face~ You've been with me for a few years."
The butler's expression tightened, and he straightened up respectfully: "If you go back to the master, the slave has been here for one hundred and thirty years. โ
"One hundred and thirty years~" The middle-aged man gently touched the teacup with the lid of the tea, making a crisp sound, "I remember that Lin'er was not born at that time." I didn't have the position I am in now. You've helped me a lot since you came here! Especially in the matter of educating Lin'er, he always tells me that you teach well, let me reward you heavily! โ
"Don't dare! The little ones don't dare! Sir, it's already the best gift for a slave to allow him to stay here. Slaves of other things don't have the heart to get involved at all. โ
The butler's face was already a little flustered, because he knew that the person in front of him was not as kind as he seemed now. He is a devil who kills people without blinking, and in the past hundred years, he has killed tens of thousands of people. He handled everyone's bodies well. Or buy off the upper echelons and block the news. Either it is to completely destroy the corpses and destroy the traces, raid the door, and eliminate all those who know.
Even in the past hundred years, several Grim Reapers have come to investigate, and they have all been secretly disposed of by him. Externally, it is claimed that it is a false job. No one would have imagined that this unsightly landlord turned out to be a great master in the middle stage of a soul master. Those Grim Reapers, all of whom were the most ordinary Grim Reapers, were sent out to carry out an investigation mission because they could not stay in the Silent Spirit Court.
Among these Grim Reapers, the highest cultivation is only the peak of the Soul Warrior, and even the slashing knife in his hand is mass-produced by the Technology Development Bureau, and the inferior slashing knife is used as a substitute for the low-level Reaper. It's not surprising that they will be killed, because these Grim Reapers, in their own right, are insignificant little people, and after this prime man stuffs enough money, the whole thing is gone.
People just think that these guys are too unlucky to perform such a simple task and die, and no one will think that their death is actually man-made.
Now the middle-aged man with bloody hands wants to reward him so gently, it is definitely not as simple as it seems, he is testing him. Once he says yes, thank you, something like that. Then I'm afraid that the next moment will be the head of the land. Over the past 100 years, he has honed his skills very tactfully.
"Really? I'm so ashamed that you're so desireless. The middle-aged man finally showed a smile, leaned back in his chair, and said his true purpose: "I think that you have been with me for so long, why don't you go and serve Lin'er." Sooner or later, my son will be his, and if you go to his side early, I will rest assured! โ
"It's naturally my honor to be able to serve the young master, but the old man...... Who should I entrust the job of housekeeper to......"
"Haha, you can rest assured of this! I have already transferred an old man from another place, and his ability to settle accounts is not lower than yours~ You can serve Lin'er with peace of mind. โ
In fact, where did he want to cultivate Lin'er, he just felt that this old guy stayed by his side for too long, and he was afraid that he would be a threat to himself. What happened just now was also a temptation, and now that he is so interested, let him spend the rest of his life in that idle job.
"Yes, sir!"
The butler was already smiling bitterly in his heart, for more than a hundred years, he had earned countless benefits from this position, but today he was about to get down from this position. The cunning rabbit is dead, the lackey Heng!
The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Then you go down, bring Lin'er here, and I'll go talk to him about it." โ
"Yes, sir!" The butler was facing the middle-aged man and walked out of the room with small steps.
The man in the prime of life drank the tea from the teacup, closed his eyes, and imagined his brilliant future in the future.
But the sound of hurried footsteps interrupted his sweet dream.
Bang bang bang, bang! "Oh no, sir! Something happened to the young master! "Outside the door was a low-ranking handyman knocking on the door, he had only been here for a few days, and he didn't understand the rules here.
The face of the middle-aged man with his eyes closed was visibly angry, and he was very unhappy that the little bastard had interrupted his dream.
"Come in!"
The low-ranking handyman immediately pushed the door open as soon as he was allowed to speak, but before he could speak, the middle-aged man appeared to his right, and after a creepy sound, the low-level handyman's right hand was torn off alive by the middle-aged man.
"Ah!!h A scream resounded throughout the cave. The low-ranking handyman clutched his bleeding severed arm and rolled on the ground.
When the middle-aged man saw this scene, he didn't bear it in the slightest, and snorted angrily: "Didn't I say don't be so noisy when you come to report to me?!" If you are a first-time offender, I will spare your life, and the next time, I will cut you and your sister into human beings and throw them into a dung pit and drown, understand! โ
"Yes, yes......" The low-ranking handyman trembled, knelt on the ground, and tightly covered his severed arm to prevent excessive blood loss and death.
"This is a hemostatic medicine, you take it, don't let others say that I'm a stingy person." He took out a bottle of hemostatic medicine in rough porcelain from his bosom and threw it to the low-ranking handyman.
"Yes, thank you, sir......" As soon as the low-level handyman got his hand, he poured out the liquid inside and applied it to the severed arm, and the wound quickly stopped bleeding.
"So, what the hell are you going to say, so flustered?"
"Yes, about this...... Master, you ......" The low-level handyman looked at the murderous maniac's face in horror, if he was given a chance to do it again, he would definitely not choose to work here. But his sister is sick, and in order to have enough money for treatment, he can only come here to work, and the salary here is ten times that of other places! If he didn't do it, his sister would be dead. The parents of the two brothers and sisters have long since died, and only the two of them are left to depend on each other, and the relationship between the two is already a close brother and sister relationship.
"If you have something to say, talk about it, and if you fart, let it go! Less grinding, or ...... Do you want to die? Teasing me like that! โ
"Don't dare, don't dare!" The low-level handyman lowered his head, and said in his heart that he would not be able to escape this catastrophe today, so he could only muster up his courage, gritted his teeth, and said: "Master, your son forcibly took his wife on the street and was killed, and the servants who accompanied him also died. โ
"You mean? Lin'er is dead!? The middle-aged man crooked his mouth, showing an expression that seemed to be smiling rather than smiling.
"Yes! Sir, your son has indeed been killed! Please mourn! โ
"Condolences? Heh, hehe. What did his killer look like? โ
"It is rumored that they are a man and a woman, and they are both very handsome. The men look like the women, and the women look like the men. The height of the woman is 1.8 meters, and the height of the man is more than 1.7 meters. Both have purple hair. โ
"Good, good, good!! I haven't started killing for so long, it seems that people have forgotten about me. Do you think my son is a bully!? Then you will be the first to bury my son! โ
"Don't, sir! Please spare ......"
Before the low-level handyman could finish his plea for mercy, he had already been punched through the head, and his death was very miserable.
"Come on, clean it up!"
Soon someone came in and dragged away the poor man's body. In fact, he didn't know the news at the beginning, but everyone else in the house was an old fritter who had worked for a long time, and he knew that if he went to report it, he was afraid that it would be more than lucky. So he encouraged the young man who had just arrived, and told him that if he went, he would give him three thousand taels! It was an irresistible temptation for him. I gladly agreed to report it. As the saying goes, friends who die don't die don't die poor, and the conscience of the miscellaneous servants in the house has disappeared from the beginning!
"Damn it! Someone dares to kill my Lin'er without long eyes, he is the only seedling of our hexagonal family! I'll make you pay! Darn!!! The entire Hexagonal Mansion echoed with the angry roar of the man in his prime.
While Hexagon was in hysteria, Xuechen and Yongyin were happily shopping.
"Yongyin, you just bought this bow, so wear it. It's definitely for you! โ
Xue Chen looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and couldn't help but laugh. Although he came out to carry out a mission, he is a person who takes and puts down, and now it is a break time, so don't think about things at work.
"Don't laugh at me~ What I look like, I don't know? Although I bought this hairpin according to the atmosphere, it definitely didn't suit me. I look so much like a man, it must be weird to carry! โ
Hu Che Yongyin kept pinching his fingers, and his palms were slightly sweaty. Wearing this bow hairpin on the street for everyone to see, it was too difficult for her.
"Hi ~ Yongyin, don't be afraid! If you look around, there are people watching you on this street, it's just a delusion in your heart. Be brave and wear it! Also, you say you look like a man? How can there be such a thing! I think you have a kind of neutral beauty! It's much better than those pure women's faces! If you say you're looking for a husband, there must be a lot of handsome guys coming to answer the call! โ
"Well, the more you talk about it, the more you go too far! I'll ignore you. Tiger Che Yongyin quickened his pace, wanting to leave Xuechen behind.
"Wait for me, Yongyin! I'm telling the truth. A gentle and mischievous smile appeared on Xuechen's face, and he chased after him, neither of them taking the joke to heart.