"Boss, business is good today"

This is a standard polite phrase, and the use of the adjective boss is also very common, as long as you are a businessman, whether you are a vegetable vendor standing on the side of the street, or a super-rich person sitting in a private room in a top restaurant to negotiate with others, you can be collectively called a boss.

Chen Laoshi, who has been selling breakfast at the entrance of the ghost market for more than ten years, has never called him boss, although he is indeed a boss.

It's just that his identity is too humble, so humble that all the people who enter and leave the ghost city ignore his existence, we can say this: in the eyes of those big people, he is not even an ant, and of course no one calls him boss!

Who would have thought that even today there would be people who call him boss and congratulate him on his good business.

The words of the man in black are very polite, and the smile on his face, whether true or not, is indeed very comfortable to look at.

This scene is very ordinary and commonplace, if you walk down a busy commercial street, it is estimated that every few steps you will meet a person who says such a festive greeting to a boss.

And the people who are congratulated often return with a smile on their faces and reply with a polite sentence of "Tongxi".

Chen Laoshi's reaction after hearing the man in black call him boss was very strange, although he tried his best to remain calm, but the subtle changes in the expression on his face betrayed the fluctuations in his inner emotions, the corners of his eyes that jumped, the constricted pupils, and the sweaty forehead.

All the details show that he is in a state of excitement or fear at the moment.

The man in black didn't get a response from Chen Laoshi, but he was not angry at all, still maintaining a decent smile and quietly waiting for Chen Laoshi to slowly clean up the kitchenware.

Chen Laoshi dried the last porcelain bowl with a rag and put it in the cage next to the stove, and then called out to the mother-in-law who was squatting on the ground to clean up the garbage.

His mother-in-law soon came to him, and she thought that her man had told her that she needed something to do.

Chen's honest mother-in-law was a standard peasant woman, with a stout figure, a dark face, cloudy eyes, rough skin like old bark, and thick calluses on her hands that could not be shaved clean with a knife.

Chen Laoshi put his hands on her shoulders and looked at the rude-looking woman with gentle eyes, and was silent for a long time.

The woman was bewildered by her man's strange behavior, and after a while the expression on her face gradually began to embarrass from sluggish to bewildered.

"Dead ghost, what do you want to do until you get back, there are other people watching here" She seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of Chen Laoshi's expression.

Chen Laoshi's hands caressed her thick neck, and then he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips despite the fact that the man in black was still beside him.

The woman began to struggle, not because she was unwilling, but because she was shy to make out with the man in front of people.

Chen Laoshi's hands clamped her like an iron spoon to make her unable to move, and when she slowly indulged, Chen Laoshi's hands broke her neck.

Chen Laoshi's killing action was old and fast, and the woman almost didn't feel any pain and went to Huangquan!

"Say, what task do you need to accomplish to wake me up today?" Chen Laoshi, who threw away the woman's corpse, straightened his waist for too long.

He squinted at the sun on the top of the mountain, half of his head was exposed, and his whole body stood like a javelin.

His person is still standing by the stove, and he still wears an apron for work, but his whole temperament has changed drastically.

One moment ago, he was a speck of dust that no one could ignore, and the next, he had become a meteor that could destroy the world!

"Venerable, the temple sent me and a few others to the Qingfeng Dynasty to carry out a sniper mission."

The man in black still had a smile on his face, but his smile became much more real, and there seemed to be a trace of fear hidden in it!

"Kill whom?" Chen asked lightly.

"Liu Qingfeng, the fourth prince of the Qingfeng Dynasty, and Nie Mingzhu, the missionary disciple of Fengming Mountain"

"Zhao Tieshou really looks up to me," Chen Honest's tone changed slightly, "He doesn't worry about the target being too hard and his big teeth are broken."

The man in black remained silent.

Silence means not to be disobeyed!

"Well, since the mountain gate has been decided, we will do our best," Chen Laoshi moved and dragged the woman's body behind the grass hut and threw it into a large pit covered with grass to hide.

The few men in black sent by the temple were dead soldiers, and he wasn't.

Chen Laoshi didn't ask the men in black about their retreat plans, nor did he want to retreat with them.

Because he knew that the few men in black were doomed to death whether they succeeded or not.

Since it is used as a chess piece by the mountain gate, it is necessary to be prepared to be abandoned at any time, and it is not good to succeed or fail after a few black-clothed men hit each other, even if they do not die in the opponent's search, they will be disposed of by the mountain gate.

Killing people is not very difficult for Chen Laoshi, although he has been lurking in the Qingfeng Dynasty for more than ten years as a small person and selling breakfast for more than ten years, the killing skills that can be cultivated through cruel training are not unfamiliar at all, and they are still sharp and unparalleled!

It is understandable that killing Liu Qingfeng to create chaos and slow down the progress of the Qingfeng Dynasty's preparations for war.

Killing Nie Mingzhu angered Feng Mingshan, a behemoth in the cultivation realm, but it was incomprehensible.

Although Qianyou Mountain has dominated the north for many years, the disciples are mostly active on the grassland, and rarely go south to enter the customs, because the existence of Fengming Mountain makes them enter the Qingfeng Dynasty activities, they are careful not to be too public, and they have been lurking in the ghost market for more than ten years, and the rules and regulations of being a hawker for more than ten years are iron-like proof.

Now that the Golden Wolf King and the army of the Zahu Alliance are about to knock, it is really unwise to provoke Fengmingshan at this juncture, the people of Fengmingshan rarely pay attention to the affairs of the worldly dynasty does not mean that they do not support the Qingfeng Dynasty, and it is really a naked slap in the face for themselves and others to kill their missionary disciples within the capital of the Qingfeng Dynasty, and it is strange not to attract Fengmingshan's revenge!

However, this is not a problem that Chen Laoshi should consider, what he has to do now is to lay out a nirvana.

Today, the information that the little prince of the Qingfeng Dynasty and Nie Mingzhu will go to the ghost market to play was told to him by the man in black.

He doesn't have much time to arrange calmly, the two of them will arrive at any time, this group of dead soldiers who only know how to kill people are really stupid, and they will only reveal their identities to explain the task when they are at the end, and they will also choose the place of sniping at the gate of the ghost market, God knows how many masters and powers are hidden in the ghost market.

Sniping the princes of the master's house under the noses of those people?

"You each find a sniper location and hide it, the two of them should be almost there," Chen Laoshi certainly wouldn't remind the four men in black that the success rate of this operation was almost zero.

Several black-clothed men walked out of the honest grass hut and quickly disappeared into the surrounding environment, although they did not know how to choose the battlefield, they were indeed masters of killing.

Chen Laoshi sighed and walked into the grass shed and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks of several people, and in a few steps, his waist was stiffened again, and he became the Chen Laoshi who sold breakfast again.