Twenty or so flower girls with fat swallows and thin swallows swarmed up and grabbed the old bustard who couldn't think of it.

The Hehuan lady felt that she had suffered much more in the ten minutes of receiving Si Jitian than in the previous ten years!

Oh, my God!

This kind of wonderful, she must neng to kill him!

The Hehuan lady pushed away the flower girls, turned into a flower-colored afterimage, and flew in the direction of the Shadow Building.

The third floor of the Shadow Building.

Wei was standing by the window, he got a new starspot, adjusted the angle, and once again aimed in the direction of Mu Tianyan's pawn shop.

Although Miss Mu didn't like him, it didn't prevent him from peeking at Miss Mu in secret.

The inner world of voyeurism, you don't understand ╮(╯▽╰)╭

"Knock Knock"

There was a rush of going upstairs.

Wei frowned slightly, subconsciously turned his head, and saw an uninvited guest: "Why are you?"

Hehuan Niangzi's lungs are about to explode, her hands are crossed on her waist, her face is red and her neck is thick, like a night pot domestic: "Shadow Mansion Master, for the sake of our decades of working together, kill someone for the old lady!"

In his dark red eyes, a look of surprise crossed him: "Hehuan Mansion Master, who are you going to kill?"

Yes.

This Hehuan Mansion Master is at the same level as him, and he is also one of the helmsmen of the Ghost Moon Sect's thirty-six rudders.

The difference is that the Shadow House is an assassination agency, and the Hehuan Building is an intelligence agency.

Correspondingly, the cultivation of the nightmare is far above the Hehuan lady, and the status of the helmsman of the nightmare is slightly higher than that of the helmsman of the Hehuan lady.

The relationship between the Shadow House and the Hehuan Building has always been good.

Ahem –

As for why it's good. It's a little shameful to say.

The thirty-six blood guards and the four blood shadow kings of the Shadow Building, they know about taking tasks and assassinations on weekdays, and the days are monotonous to boring, so they have to have some fun and solve some needs. The flower girls of Hehuanlou are very welcome to them, and the storage service is in place, and they are given a 5% discount.

Hehuan Niangzi exclaimed angrily: "The old lady doesn't know what his name is, the old lady asked him what his name is, and he actually scolded me?" It just doesn't make sense! I've never seen such a mentally retarded guest! ”

Nightmare: "......"

If you don't even have a name, how can you assassinate it?

Hehuan landlord, aren't you really here to be funny? He is not a Da Luo Immortal.

The Hehuan lady also realized that she had lost her temper, coughed lightly, and continued: "I couldn't ask what his surname was, but I remember his appearance, golden and dog-like."

A drop of cold sweat ran across Nightmare's forehead.

He took out a pen and paper and pushed it over: "You can draw it."

It's also good to have character portraits. It's better than looking for a needle in a haystack.

As the helmsman of the intelligence agency of the Ghost Moon Sect, Hehuan Niangzi still has two brushes, dipped in ink, "brushed brush", and after a while, she drew an extremely handsome and noble son.

The way the Hehuan lady draws the characters is not the kind of landscape splashing ink, but the realism.

The figures in the painting, with a few hairs, no scars on their faces, and no moles at the corners of their eyes, are all clearly and unmistakably restored. It's a very important skill.

Otherwise, there are so many guests coming and going every day in Hehuanlou, how can you remember to live?

"Is it him?"

Wei Xiao took the sketch realistic character portrait made by the Hehuan lady, and her good-looking brows wrinkled deeply, "Hehuan Mansion Master, you actually want to assassinate him?" ”