Chapter 569 Calculation

Gambling nest, the girl's boudoir.

An old man in blue knocked on the door and stepped in. He looked at Mr. Yang sitting by the bed and stroked Xiaotao's cheek. He coughed softly, but did not speak.

Xiaotao immediately got up, looked at Mr. Yang gently, and said, "I... I'll cut a pear for you." I don't know why, after Mr. Yang came back yesterday, he forced her to change her name, saying that the word "nujia" was too inhumane, and it was better to call it "I" directly.

Xiaotao has always listened to the prince's words. Although she doesn't know why, since the prince said he wanted to change it.

The old man in blue said, "Little Peach, you cut a few more outside and save them for Mr. Yang to eat together at night. If anyone comes in, say hello first.

Xiaotao went out and sat in the yard, slowly cutting pears. After cutting the first one, she ate it herself. She knew that Mr. Yang didn't really like to eat pears. The old man in blue drove her out just for the convenience of speaking.

After Xiaotao left, Mr. Yang's gentle face gradually faded, straightened his clothes and pointed to the table: "Mr. Su, please sit down."

Su Zhengyi sat down and took the tea handed over by Mr. Yang without taking a sip. He put it aside and said, "Listen to Forrest Gump, are you going to buy news from me?"

Mr. Yang didn't answer and asked, "I heard that you went to the Wutong Temple yesterday. Have you seen the history of that war?

Su Zheng was stunned and cursed, "Agan, this son of a bitch..." As soon as he was angry, Forrest Gump's life would definitely not be saved.

"You don't have to blame him, because the news he knows spread from me." Mr. Yang smiled and explained that this also saved Forrest Gump's life.

Poor Forrest Gump, who was drinking and eating meat in the lobby, didn't know that one of the two mouths in the boudoir had just been closed.

Su Zheng stared at Mr. Yang and said, "So you did it! Xiao Meng was killed so miserably. If he knew, you would definitely not be able to eat..."

"You don't have to rush to solicit business for yourself. Even if I think, you don't want to do Mr. Xiang's business, do you?"

Su Zheng coughed dryly: "Professional habits can't be changed! Xiao Meng is extraordinary, and I really dare not move... In addition, I tell you that I am a killer, not an intelligence dealer. If you want to buy information, you should go to Forrest Gump, not me.

Mr. Yang smiled and said, "I heard that Mr. Su claims to be a daughter. This time, I will pay 2,000 taels."

Su Zheng immediately sat upright and changed another tone: "What do you want to know?" Although he is a pure-blooded killer, as long as he is rich, he doesn't care about a part-time intelligence dealer.

"Please don't miss everything that happened at Wutong Temple yesterday." Mr. Yang said and handed over a stack of silver tickets.

Su Zheng picked up the silver ticket and put it in his arms without counting it. He said, "Actually, I didn't see it very well yesterday. I saw two evil stars confront each other in front of the temple gate from afar. I didn't dare to get too close. I just looked at it."

"It's probably okay. Just talk about what you see."

With Mr. Yang's guarantee, Su Zheng told the results he saw yesterday as if he were looking at flowers in the fog. Some details were inevitably exaggerated and exaggerated. He blew Zhou Bian and Cheng Gang's power, and every word revealed a meaning: these two people are both threatening people. If you don't want to follow them, ask the killers to kill them as soon as possible!

Mr. Yang was naturally not very satisfied. He frowned slightly and asked, "Who hurt Xiao Mengchang?"

"I didn't see it clearly. It should be the scar face that went in at the beginning, or the night owl. It doesn't matter. Anyway, they are all dead. Of course, it may also be the swordsman in white. I saw him go in with Xiao Meng, but secretly ran out behind him. It was very suspicious. Do you want to kill him? This can be up to me!"

Mr. Yang shook his head, thanked his kindness, and asked, "How is the injury after the body exploded in the Yuhan smoke?"

"I'm not sure. Anyway, she fell into the river and was swept away by a spray. Who knows whether she did it on purpose or fainted. At that time, I felt that the situation was wrong, so I quickly withdrew.

Mr. Yang frowned more tightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "I want you to kill someone."

"Who?" Su Zheng leaned forward and his ears stood up.

"If the goal is Zhoubuping, how sure are you?"

Su Zheng's face suddenly turned into a pig liver color, and his face was full of ravines. He said angrily, "Are you serious?"

After Mr. Yang said something, he also felt regretful. His eyes changed and muttered, "No, why should I collect this mess for him? Hey hey, leave him a headache! More than that, I want to give him some more headache..."

Su Zheng patted the table and shouted angrily, "Yang, aren't you kidding me?"

Mr. Yang woke up, turned his eyes and said with a smile, "Mr. Su, don't be annoyed. Since you don't want to, then change someone. What do you think of Xiaozhu?

"Little Bamboo?" Su Zheng's mind flashed the figure of the simple girl holding the bamboo sword. Recalling her information, she slowly sat down and said, "She is quite good at swordsmanship and is familiar with the terrain of ebok Town. I'm afraid it's difficult to do it!"

He said so, in fact, he has begun to figure out how to get rid of the girl by poisoning and trapping. He is just bargaining and trying to get more money.

Mr. Yang didn't follow his words, but asked with great interest, "I mean, what do you think of her charm and appearance? If you are a young prince, will you like her?"

'I'll take care of her to die!' Su Zheng cursed secretly. When he looked at people, he only calculated where it was more convenient to start, and how could he notice what his parents were like. However, the Yang prodigal son in front of him is a long-term customer and has to deal with a few words reluctantly, "Well, that little bamboo girl seems to be good-looking. Although she looks like a tom boy, she is also very attractive if she is gentle. Is Mr. Yang interested in her? I can poison her and kidnap her, tie her up with a few bags**, and ask her to be obedient. But this price..."

Mr. Yang said in a tone, "So do you think it is possible for people like Sun Changge to fall in love with Xiaozhu?"

"Sun Changge? Doesn't he have cold smoke?" Su Zheng felt that this problem was very toothy, but he had to say patiently, "This is also uncertain. If he is tired of seeing a martial arts fairy as high as Yu Hanyan, it is understandable that he wants to change his taste. What, do you have a grudge against him?"

"It's just a little festival." Mr. Yang smiled faintly, "Okay, I'll ask you to kill Xiaozhu now. What's the price? You can drive it yourself!"