At the same time, King Jingfu. Zhan Jiuming didn't look at the bamboo today, but looked at the book, but the page in his hand hadn't moved all day.

"Lord Wang." Minghe hurriedly walked in, his tone was a little excited, and he made a new discovery at a glance.

"Hmm." Zhan Jiu didn't raise his head, and finally turned a page of the book. Minghe didn't know about the episode of the book, but replied,

"This morning, Miss Yun gave a bun shop a full ten taels of silver, and asked the boss to send buns to the children on West Fourth Street to eat." Zhan Jiu Ming didn't react at all.

Ming Hexin said, isn't the prince interested in this? So, he hurriedly said,

"Also, just now, An Yuanhou chased and beat Miss Yun with his family law, but he fell to the ground unconscious, and he had already asked for a doctor at this time." Zhan Jiuming's fingers holding the book finally moved,

"Got it." Minghe didn't quite understand. I was laughing two days ago, but now I'm not interested?

So, do you want to continue to spy on Miss Yun? But he didn't dare to say more, and his tone became slightly serious,

"Lord Wang, there is one more thing."

"Speak." Zhan Jiuming finally raised his head, his expression was indifferent, but in his eyes, there was still a sharp flash.

"Yes...... About the Thousand Killings. Minghe said with some annoyance,

"In the past few months, the people of Qianzhulou have always grabbed business with us, and the price is much lower than ours, and the salary in the camp this month is still 8,000 taels less, and if it goes on like this......" Zhan Jiuming's eyebrows were suddenly stained with frost.

His slender fingers, which began to tap rhythmically on the table, asked,

"How much did you rob?" It's helpless. Since the disability, the entire 800,000-strong God of War battalion has not been paid military salaries every month, and every time, the military department is pushing all kinds of balls, saying that the treasury is too tight, forgive me and so on.

But Zhan Jiuming knew that this was done on purpose, so he simply stopped reasoning with the military department, so he directly raised a group of killers to pick up business everywhere to make money, called the fourteenth floor.

It's only been less than two years, and not long ago, a Thousand Kills Building appeared, specifically opposite his fourteenth floor.

"In the past three months, I have grabbed eight orders." Minghe said helplessly,

"Moreover, all of them are tasks above level five." The killers on the fourteenth floor are divided into fourteen levels, the higher the level, the higher the price, and the tasks from level one to level five are at least priced at least one thousand taels, so calculated as a loss of exactly eight thousand taels.

"Find out who it is and kill it." Zhan Jiu Ming said coldly. Every soldier of the Zhanjia Army has thrown his head and shed blood for the country, and he must not be treated badly, so those who deliberately stand in his way must die.

"Yes!" Minghe immediately received the order and consulted him,

"Send four levels, what do you think?"

"Hmm." Zhan Jiuming was noncommittal, and then looked at the book in his hand again. The first-level killers on the fourteenth floor, each of them are top masters, and the four first-level killers, even if the other party is an iron man, they will also beat him into iron pieces.

"The subordinates retired." Seeing that Zhan Jiuming had no opinions, and there was no other explanation, Minghe saluted and wanted to leave the room.

But as soon as he walked to the door, he heard the voice of Zhan Jiuming coming from behind,

"West Fourth Street, you have a way." Minghe almost couldn't hold back his laughter. But he didn't want to go to the lotus pond to dig up the mud again, so he hurriedly answered,

"Don't worry, the prince!" It seems that Miss Yun's affairs need to be observed more carefully and carefully in the future.