The red lacquer door of Liu Shiyu's mansion was slowly opened from the inside.

Inside the door, Yunyang, who walked out first, was a little more arrogant: "Here is the evidence. I will rush the evidence 800 miles to the capital, and the emperor will make a decision!"

Liu Mingming was sitting on his war horse, his expression under his filial hat was illuminated by the firelight.

He looked at the pile of evidence in Yunyang's hand, and the veins on his forehead throbbed. He did not expect that Yunyang and Jiaotu had really found the evidence. At this time, if they wanted to avenge the old man, there was no longer a valid reason.

However, he suddenly felt something was wrong... He raised his head and looked behind Yunyang, and there was a masked man with his head lowered.

Who is this?

Why cover your face?

Just when Liu obviously wanted to take a closer look, he suddenly saw Yun Yang move a small step, completely blocking the masked man, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Master Liu, are you still not retreating?"

Liu was obviously silent, showing no intention of retreating.

Both sides were at war with each other, waiting for him to speak. Whether to fight or retreat was a matter of his thoughts.

Liu Mingming asked calmly: "Where is Liang Gou'er?"

The young man holding the reins next to the horse said in a panic: "Second uncle, Liang Mao'er just came to deliver a message, saying that Liang Gou'er had already stabbed the eunuch and is now sleeping in Hongyi Lane."

Liu Mingming's face turned gloomy. He looked at Yulongwei, the chief criminal who had already drawn his sword, and gritted his teeth and said, "Let Liang Gouer take his broken sword and get out of the Liu family. The Liu family doesn't have him."

A place to stay!”

However, he still did not intend to give up. He actually drove his horse again and led hundreds of Liu family members to press forward.

At this time, Lin Chaoqing said: "Master Liu, don't let the entire Liu family suffer. You might as well wait until Mr. Liu Ge returns to Luo City and ask him before deciding what to do."

Liu Mingming stared straight at Lin Chaoqing. Finally, he cupped his hands in the air and said, "Liu is waiting at home and is going back home! Arrange a funeral for the old man!"

When leaving, he couldn't help but look back and saw Lin Chaoqing whispering something to the masked man.

"Check that masked man!" Liu Mingming said in a ferocious tone: "Yun Yang and Jiao Rabbit, these two living kings of hell, are very good at killing people, but I have never heard that they have the ability to search for crimes and evidence. It must be the masked man who is here.

It played a role, we must find him out!"

"I know, uncle."

At a certain moment, Liu Mingming even had an intuition: If there was no masked man tonight, maybe everything would be different.

After the Liu family left, Lin Chaoqing also got on his horse. He straightened his raincoat and looked down at Chen Ji: "Young man, my promise is valid within two months. Maybe it won't take two months. You will understand that all the people in the Secret Service are...

Who."

Yunyang's face darkened: "Who is the yin and yang? Besides criticizing your colleagues, what else can your chief criminal do?"

Lin Chaoqing silently led the Chief Criminal Officer to the east. The dark raincoat was folded behind his back like black wings, and the dust came and went away.

As they rode away, there were Yulong guards who smiled at Chen Ji under their bamboo hats. They respected those who were capable.

But Chen Ji was destined not to work for the Chief Criminal Division, because what he needed was not an official position, and he had never thought of serving the imperial power.

He now wants to practice more, and practice requires money, which the Chief Punishment Division cannot provide.

As the sound of horse hooves faded away, Yunyang glanced at Chen Ji: "Once you join the Chief Punishment Department, you will be the enemy of all officials in the entire imperial court, and you can only be a lonely minister for the rest of your life. Since ancient times, how many lonely ministers have been able to die a good death?"

Chen Ji calmly responded: "Thank you, Master Yunyang, for reminding me."

Yunyang asked: "Do you think there are other Liu family members involved?"

Chen Ji shook his head: "I don't know."

Yunyang asked again: "Does Jing Chao have any other means of transmitting information?"

Chen Ji shook his head again: "I don't know."

"Are you hiding something like you did last time in Zhou Mansion?"

Chen Ji said firmly: "No."

Yun Yang laughed angrily. The boy in front of him was far from being as honest as he looked, but there was nothing he could do.

He looked at Chen Ji with a smile: "Tomorrow night, someone will send fifty taels of silver to Taiping Medical Center and leave."

"Wait a moment! Can you advance eight cents first?" Chen Ji asked.

Yunyang looked strangely and took out eight copper coins from his cuffs: "Are you so poor that you have the nerve to ask for eight cents? This is for you."

Chen Ji smiled sincerely and said, "Thank you, then I'll take my leave."

Jiaotu suddenly felt that Chen Ji's smile was the most sincere only at this moment.

Yunyang said: "Wait, don't leave yet."

Before Chen Ji could react, he saw a dagger fall out of his sleeve and scratched Chen Ji's ear, and a strand of hair fell into his hand: "You can go now."

Chen Ji was silent for a moment, and finally left without saying anything.

After Chen Ji had gone far away, Jiaotu couldn't help but ask: "Why don't we bring him into the Secret Service and transfer him to our staff, so that we can order him to do whatever we want, so there's no need to pay him fifty taels."

Silver as a reward... Fifty taels of silver can buy you so many beautiful clothes, I won’t be able to wear them all in a few years!"

"No," Yunyang denied: "This kid's ability... to be ruthless to others, even more ruthless to himself, and also smart, this is what the Interior Minister likes most. If he is really allowed to enter the Secret Service, who knows what?

Time is riding on our heads.”

"But there is no place for the twelve zodiac signs," said the white rabbit.

Yunyang whispered: "I heard that sick tiger is about to abdicate... I'm really confused. How could I think that he can take sick tiger's place?"

Jiaotu suddenly said: "We have to confirm whether he is a Jingchao spy, so that we can use it with confidence in the future."

Yunyang said calmly: "I have already thought of this step. Last night I sent a letter to Mengji in Kaifeng Mansion. He will arrive in Luo City soon. With his help, the interrogation will be safe."

"What price will it cost to invite Mengji here?"

"It's a big price... let's go, it's getting late."

In a blink of an eye, in front of the originally bustling courtyard, only leaves were left swaying in the autumn wind.

It's like everyone's destiny, after the hustle and bustle and feast, all that's left is desolation and emptiness.

…

…

Chen Ji was walking in a dark alley. As he walked, he saw a black and fluffy kitten on the wall, holding a book and a ginseng stick in his mouth.

The boy was walking on the ground, and it followed slowly on the wall. Under the moonlight, the shadows of a man and a cat came one behind the other, as if there was some kind of tacit understanding, some kind of rhythm.

As soon as the dark clouds let go, books and ginseng fell from the sky.

Chen Ji silently raised his hand and caught the book and ginseng in the air. The ice flow came out and turned a small half of the ginseng into four transparent beads.

But I saw him stuffing the book and the remaining ginseng into his arms, and then throwing the beads up the eaves of the wall one by one. Wu Yun accurately caught the beads in his mouth as he walked.

One person and one cat performed a set of movements smoothly as if they had been rehearsed, and the warmth was transferred from the dark clouds to Chen Ji, suddenly lighting up the fourth fire next to his Dantian!

In an instant, looming flames were released from the four furnace fires, connecting the four furnace fires like a chain, like a complete prison, completely sealing off the entire Dantian.

It was as if these four fires were born with some kind of bond. The moment they were connected, a huge current of warmth was generated again, washing away the traces of flesh, flesh and bones, sweeping away all the fatigue he had endured throughout the night.

Chen Ji raised his head and silently pointed a direction to the dark clouds.

But I saw a person and a cat suddenly separated at a T-intersection, one going forward and the other going left.

The next moment, Chen Ji started running wildly!

Immediately afterwards, there were rapid footsteps in the mist dozens of steps behind him, and a vague figure was approaching quickly from there.

Chen Ji took detours in the dark, trying to get rid of each other in the complicated streets.

But the tracker can always find the right one at the fork in the road, and he seems to be able to hear the other party's breathing behind him.

No, I can't run away.

The opponent's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Chen Ji judged that the opponent's speed was faster than his own, at least at the level of a spy.

He knew that someone would follow him, or even want to kill him, so the ginseng he originally planned to keep to make up for the losses at the medical center was used by him to transform the ice flow without hesitation.

People must live first before everything has meaning.

After coming to this world, Chen Ji seemed to have encountered the beginning of hell mode. Even if he hid in the medical center and did not come out, danger would come to his door one by one.

But if life is destined to be like this, then he chooses not to escape.

The footsteps behind him were very close, and Chen Ji's eyes only looked calm.

When the footsteps got closer and closer, and when there were only three bodies left between the two people, he suddenly turned around and faced the person coming.

The narrow alley usually only accommodates two people walking at the same time. It is surrounded by high eaves of residential walls on both sides and uneven stone paths on the ground.

The visitor did not expect that the prey would dare to turn around and fight. He subconsciously drew the knife from his waist, but before he could pull it out, his wrist was held down by Chen Ji.

The killer's strength was originally much greater than that of Chen Ji, but the inertia of the collision between the two sides gave Chen Ji greater strength in holding his hand.

There was a clang, and the knife was pressed back hard before it could be pulled out!

Under the hazy moonlight, the middle-aged killer's pupils suddenly shrank. He couldn't help but look at Chen Ji, only to find that Chen Ji was also staring at him.

This is not the look a prey should have.

However, he saw the middle-aged killer retreating backwards, raising his leg and kicking Chen Ji's chest, causing the young man to roll backwards.

He drew the knife again, but this time the knife was halfway drawn. After Chen Ji turned somersault, he unexpectedly ran towards him without any pause.

With a clang, the knife was pushed back again.

Twice in a row, the killer didn't even pull out the knife!

The killer sneered in his heart, he simply abandoned the knife and punched Chen Ji in the chest one after another.

In his eyes, the young man in front of him was wide open, full of flaws, and had no fighting experience at all.

The killer looked at Chen Ji again, but found that there was no fear or pain in the other person's eyes, but excitement, as if there was fire in his eyes.

At this time, Chen Ji was sure that the practitioners in this world must be a small number of people. They were hiding behind this world and would not appear easily.

Otherwise, no matter who wants to kill him tonight, they should not just send this "ordinary person" in front of him.

Compared to Lin Chaoqing and Yunyang, this middle-aged killer can really only be regarded as an ordinary person!

In an instant, Chen Ji was beaten with punch after punch, but he turned around again, bumped into the killer's arms, and clamped the opponent's arms under his armpits.

That's it now!

A black shadow appeared on the eaves of the wall, and the killer turned around in horror. He thought there was someone ambushing behind him, but he only saw a black kitten.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the figure of the black cat had already passed him.

When they crossed each other, Dark Cloud's sharp nails cut across the killer's neck.

呲.

A trace of blood spattered on the wall.

Chen Ji let go of the killer and sat on the ground panting, watching coldly as the killer covered his neck in disbelief and retreated, slowly falling against the wall.

The middle-aged killer saw the black cat and jumped into the young man's arms. He asked reluctantly: "Executive officer?"

Chen Ji frowned, "Xingguan" is this world's general term for practitioners?
Chapter completed!