Even so, Mr. Qingzhu still didn't dare to show his face on the street casually.

Hey, this life of being wanted and fleeing is really not human. Mr. Qingzhu couldn't help but sigh.

Okay, you're a left-hand minister, I'm going to kill you tonight.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and it is the night of murder.

At this time, the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion has become very depressed, and since the Zuo Prime Minister donated all the things that can be donated, there are many fewer people in the Left Prime Minister's Mansion. It's no longer the lively Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion that it used to be. The masters who were invited to protect the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion in the past also resigned one after another.

Because these rao salaries are too high, Zuo Xiang can't afford to pay their salaries, and all that is left is three or two crooked melons and cracked dates.

Mr. Qingzhu used to live in Zuo Xiangfu, and he was very familiar with Zuo Xiangfu, and he knew which room Zuo Xiang lived in.

Mr. Aotake was surprised, and couldn't believe how he could have entered Zuoxiang's room so easily. What surprised him even more was that Zuo Xiang was the only one lying on the bed.

How did he know that Zuo Xiang had fallen ill, and if there was still a delicate and beautiful Rao lying next to him, then Zuo Xiang would have gone to the West long ago without him to kill him.

Mr. Qingzhu didn't care so much, pulled out a knife, and patted Zuo Xiang's face.

The coldness on the knife made Zuo Xiang wake up slowly, and then asked in horror:

"Ah, who are you, what do you want to do?"

His words were loud, because he was weak now, and the most important thing was the cold knife on his neck that made him dare not speak loudly

Mr. Qingzhu, who was wearing a night robe and covered his face, sneered and said with a strange smile:

"Dear Mr. Zuo Xiang, don't come unharmed!"

"Ah, it's you, Mr. Aotake, what do you want to do?"

Zuo Xiang screamed in horror, but his voice still didn't dare to amplify.

"What do you want? You ask me what I want to do? This big night, I dressed like this, I ran to your room with a sharp knife on your neck, what do you and I want to do? Ah! What do you and I want to do?"

"Ah, Mr. Qingzhu has something to say, let's discuss everything, don't be impulsive!"

Although Zuo Xiang has become what he is now, he is still very afraid of death.

"How can it be discussed?"

Mr. Qingzhu asked if Zuo Xiang could give him a large sum of money, and then revoke the wanted warrant and support him in rebuilding the Qingzhu Gang. Then, he is still willing to let go of this old immortal.

Well, a person who can be a helper still has a little bit of an open-mindedness.

Zuo Xiang opened his mouth, but he didn't know what was good, at this time, he seemed to remember that he really didn't know how to discuss with others now.

The main thing is, there is nothing for others, you can only ask:

"What do you want?"

Mr. Qingzhu said: "Okay, you have made me like this, as long as you compensate me twice for all my losses." So, our grievances will be written off, and I won't come to you again in the future, how about it?"

Zuo Xiang sighed in his heart and said:

"Give me a year, and I'll give you everything you want. ”

Mr. Qingzhu was instantly furious:

"What are you? You bastard, are you fooling me?"

Zuo Xiang said: "No, no, no, I really don't have any money now." ”

Mr. Qingzhu was so angry! He held back his anger and bargained with Zuo Xiang for half a price, and finally found that he couldn't get anything. was so angry that he shook his hand and directly wiped Zuo Xiang's neck.

Leng Beichen, a nine-grade master who is loyal to Wang Yujie, is now the housekeeper of the palace, and he will do whatever Wang Yujie tells him to do!

Because he found that since following Wang Yujie, everything has been different. My waist is not sore, my legs are not painful! No, my life should not be a little better than before.

He found that whether it was food or use. Everything seemed to be different from what he had eaten and used before.

The food is better and the use is better, so that he can't help but sigh every time, this is life!

The most important thing is that Wang Yujie still trusts him very much, and he also handed over the original two eight-rank master hall masters to him as helpers, and he is called the deputy butler of the palace, so that these three guys are moved not to want it.

Now, whoever spends how much money to dig them, they will not be able to leave. It's impossible to go back and be his bullshit right protector and hall master.

Early in the morning, there was no one walking on the street, and the three guys went out to run errands, and just turned into a street, they saw a familiar figure standing in front of them.

The three of them were taken aback at the same time, but they did not immediately turn around and run away, because they knew that they would not be able to run away from this Rao. Even if they run away, this guy will stare at them like a fly.

The most important thing is that since following Wang Yujie, the three of them will never be as unrighteous as before.

They know that Wang Yujie is the kind of person who values his brother's righteousness the most, he will never leave his brother and run by himself, and he hates people who don't pay attention to righteousness.

A soldier bears a nest of bears. The boss is like this, and those of them who are younger brothers will naturally move closer to the boss.

Mr. Qingzhu spoke, and his voice was a little yin and yang:

"Three brothers, don't come unharmed!"

"Hey...... Helper, are you alright?"

Leng Beichen said a little embarrassed.

Mr. Qingzhu suddenly shouted angrily:

"I'm such a fart, you three shameful traitors, this old man is here to clean up the portal. Are you three going to be caught, or is this gang leader going to take you on your way?"

Leng Beichen's face was straight, and he said:

"Helper, how many things has our brother done for you over the years?

Mr. Qingzhu was instantly furious:

"What do you mean by just such a little thing, just because of your betrayal, what do you think has become of Lao Tzu? Don't talk so much nonsense, let's let this gang leader try, how much have the three of you improved your martial arts over the years?"

Mr. Qingzhu, I'm going to do it. With his current identity, he really didn't dare to talk to these three guys here for too long.

"Wait. ”

Leng Beichen shouted:

"Helper, let's have a brother, don't you want to listen to my brother and me more?"

Mr. Qingzhu gestured for a moment, thought about it, and finally nodded and said:

"Okay! I'm going to give you a chance to get you done and on your way. ”

Leng Beichen Road:

"Helper, what kind of life did we live before? We have been hiding in the mountains, living a life that is not a ghost or a ghost. If it's good, it's a gang, and if it's not good, it's a bandit!"