Of course, Zhang Zhen had a purpose in bringing Han Xiang to Flea Street and staying here, but he didn't really want to punish or put pressure on Han Xiang to make Han Xiang obedient, the real purpose was to release a signal to the Blood Shadow Killer.

In Zhang Zhen's inference, the most threatening people who can know now are still the people from the Blood Shadow Killer Group related to Han Xiang, and these people must be allowed to appear.

Seeing Han Xiang holding her arms and waiting alone in the smoke produced by the choking chemical, Zhang Zhen had no choice but to open the car door to let Han Xiang come up, obviously the Blood Shadow Killer did not have direct contact with Han Xiang.

Chen Zhenhai got out of the car, pulled up the red mask around his neck to cover his mouth, and entered the bar through the smoke.

Zhang Zhen looked at the cold fragrance that was red from the cold, and drove back in the car: "You can go back to the bar and wait for me." ”

"Master, as a slave, obey every command of your master." Han Xiang finally felt warm in the car, rubbing her little hands that were frozen red.

Zhang Zhen said helplessly: "Are you a killer or an actor?" ”

"Actors? Those who play burlesque? I'm not, Hanka has never been an actor. Hanxiang replied seriously.

"If you can't kill me, you're going to be angry with me." Zhang Zhen was a little crazy about this self-proclaimed first-class killer, but the cute and stupid maid at this time, is this stupid or treat him as a fool.

Han Xiang hurriedly shook his head and said, "Don't be angry, master, Han Xiang has done something wrong, and the master can punish Han Xiang." ”

"Shut up." Zhang Zhen is really going crazy, and when the Blood Shadow Killer is drawn, he must dispose of this crazy cold incense, even if he doesn't kill it himself, he has to sell it.

Han Xiang stopped talking, bowed her head and pinched her fingers with self-blame, but she didn't know where she had done wrong, and her eyes were full of tears.

"Oh my God, are you really crying?" Seeing Han Xiang's tears falling on the little hand that had not yet warmed up, Zhang Zhen was completely convinced, "You are changing your personality as a maid, have you forgotten that you are a killer?" ”

Han Xiang looked up at Zhang Zhen, looking like she had something to say but didn't dare to speak.

Zhang Zhen said speechlessly: "Say it, say it, I'm convinced of you, and being a killer is invincible." ”

"Master, Han Xiang is a killer, but Han Xiang is now a slave of the master, and to be a slave is to be like a slave, the master taught me that a successful killer is really that person when he is disguised." Hanka argued.

Zhang Zhen felt that if he wanted to have a heart attack, he would play a game, so he would play with her, and sneered: "Then you admit that you are now playing a maid, and then waiting for the opportunity to kill me?" ”

Han Xiang tilted her head and thought about it seriously: "Probably not, I am the slave of the master, wearing a collar, I am a slave who was subdued by the master, not a slave who came in disguise, so Han Xiang is now the master's loyal little maid." ”

It must be a brain disease. Zhang Zhen suppressed his anger and smiled: "Then you don't plan to kill me?" ”

"Kill, Hanxiang accepted the bounty for assassinating the master, and made a military order in front of the master." Hanxiang replied without hesitation.

"You're here to play with me, aren't you, you're my slave, how can you kill me?" Zhang Zhen really couldn't cry or laugh, he was expecting to be able to straighten out Han Xiang's brain, but this girl's brain circuit is too weird, it is not what a normal person should have at all, except for a punch to death, it is estimated that he will not be able to chat normally.

Hanxiang shook her head and said, "No, when I am the slave of the master, I can't kill the master, this is not a conflict." ”

Zhang Zhen laughed angrily: "You mean, you are a killer, but now you are my loyal maid, and the order to kill me is still there, but you can only be my loyal maid now, unless you are no longer my slave to kill me?" ”

"Master, that's true, alas, that's what I thought in my heart." Han Xiang said happily in an instant.

Zhang Zhen looked at Han Xiang with a dull face and said, "Tell me, what do you think in your heart, do you have a dual personality?" ”

Han Xiang frowned slightly and thought about it: "I want to complete the task of assassinating the master, but I was caught by the master and became a slave, I can't kill the master if I am a slave, I don't know how to do it, I obviously want to kill the master, but now I can't kill the master, it seems that I am happier to be the master's slave." ”

"I finally understand what your problem is." Zhang Zhen found that he was back in place, and he was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, maybe he shouldn't dwell on this issue, knowing that Han Xiang was a killer who wanted to kill him.

"Master, what's wrong with Hanxiang?" Han Xiang said curiously.

"Sick in the brain." Zhang Zhen felt that his head was about to explode, this was even more terrifying than Zhou Ziyan, there was really no normal person in the last days?

Han Xiang opened the green shield on her wrist and found that the data in her brain was normal, and she slightly stared at the grievances on her face.

At the entrance of the villa, Lao Heizi's car was waiting, and when he saw Jiaolong coming, Lao Heizi hurriedly shouted on the public channel: "Sir, I brought a black gold plate, and the gatekeeper has not allowed me to enter, so I can only wait for Mr. here." ”

"I've wronged Mayor Black, it's true that outsiders are not allowed to enter here, so let's trade on the roadside." Zhang Zhen leaned Jiaolong to the side of the road, not thinking that this guy was quite active.

"Okay, it's really cold for this dog R, so Mr. doesn't need to get out of the car, a total of two pieces of black gold armor are pulled, and all of them are put in the car for Mr." Lao Heizi was very proud, he originally agreed to a maximum of three yuan a month, but now there are more than three, Zhang Zhen should definitely be satisfied.

"Mayor Black is interesting." Zhang Zhen opened the door of the trunk and asked the old black man to carry the black gold plate and put it in.

The old black man smiled embarrassedly: "Sir, this time the account has not been settled, what do you think of it?" ”

Zhang Zhen said: "Salt is iodized salt, I must know it, I sell it for 100,000 yuan in Bafang Town for one catty, and you will not be high, ten bags of ten catties, one million, 5 bags of flour for 300,000." 10,000 pounds of oil, three barrels of 750,000 radishes are brought to you for the first time, a bag of 50,000. ”

"Two million and one million." The old black man only sells black gold, so he is not very knowledgeable about other materials, and secretly said in his heart that this is two million gone, and I don't know if I can sell four million back, which is a bit difficult, but fortunately, there is black gold to exchange, otherwise the money in the town will not last long.

Zhang Zhen heard the old black man say that the total number was not moving, and secretly laughed that this guy did not have the confidence of the black crow, probably because he was afraid that the things in his hand would not be sold back for much money, and he was afraid of losing, he smiled: "After the last transaction, it was 1.2 million, a total of 3.3 million, you brought two pieces to me, then there is still 1.3 million, I still don't want the old rules and the final payment." ”

"Sir is really happy, and it is a pleasure to work with him." When the old black man heard that he didn't want cash, he was happy, as long as he didn't pay cash, it was a business that didn't stick to the book.

Zhang Zhen smiled: "It's also an honor to trade with Mayor Black, I don't know if we can talk about the next deal." ”

"Sir, if you have any ideas, just say it." Lao Heizi wanted to ask for more goods, but he didn't dare to take the initiative to speak, his family didn't have much, most of the black gold was sent away by the black gold group, he didn't sell much, and he didn't save much money.

Zhang Zhen saw that Lao Heizi didn't take the initiative to mention it, so he mentioned it himself, he said: "The arrival of the cold night season makes it more dangerous for me to transport goods, this time I go back, if the above is satisfied, I can bring more goods over, but safety has become my only problem." ”

The old black man knew what Zhang Zhen wanted to say, and said with a smile: "Mr. wants more black gold armor?" ”

(End of chapter)