Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 1098 Execute Them

Hearing Zuo Yuanfang's words, Zuo Ren was stunned, completely stunned, and he didn't even know how to speak.

It took nearly a minute for Zuo Ren to come back to his senses. He stood up and paced aimlessly in the secret meeting room. He felt like he was dreaming, which was completely unexpected. he expected.

Suddenly stopped, Zuo Ren turned his head and said in fear: "Master Zuo, you really didn't joke with the old man?"

Zuo Yuanfang shook his head and sighed: "I asked you to come here to discuss the solution to this matter. With such a big matter, my hall master is really helpless."

Judging from Zuo Yuanfang's tone and the lines of his words, he showed his helplessness. It seems that this guy has been stumped this time.

"Leader Zuo, this matter is no small matter. If Zuo Yao reveals the truth, the situation will be even worse, but we can't go to Bingquemen to deal with him, hey." Zuo Ren was the first to think of killing Zuo Yao, he thought Doing so will make the other party have no handle, and there is still some hope for not admitting it at that time.

"Master Zuo Ninxiang, it seems that the opponent has already got the most powerful handle, otherwise he would not have killed Sikong on the spot, and he can unknowingly cut off the head of a second-level master of the fairy spirit. Above the Holy Spirit rank, there is a further explanation, the high-level officials of the Bingquemen are fully aware of this matter, so they issued such an order, presumably if they want to find trouble, my Red Dragon Hall is not far away from the end." Zuo Yuanfang said in self-pity.

Zuo Ren's face became more and more solemn, and the atmosphere became tense at the moment. As a scheming person, Zuo Ren was under a lot of pressure now, especially seeing the hall master Zuo Yuanfang, who wanted to give up. Know the responsibility on your shoulders.

"Leader Zuo, for now, we don't have any good solutions. After all, the initiative is in the hands of Bingquemen, but we must not mess up the situation. The matter has not reached the point of irreversibility." Zuo Ren said firmly.

"What Zuo Ninxiang means is to wait and see what happens?" Zuo Yuanfang also thought about this method, but he always felt that this move was too unreliable. That's pretty dangerous.

"That's right, Hall Master Zuo must also understand the way of doing nothing to rule. If we take measures now, it will be self-defeating. We should see what the attitude of Bingquemen is before making plans. In the past few days, we have set the center of gravity of Chilong Hall. Concentrate on inquiring about the news, try to understand the trend of this matter as soon as possible, so that you can deal with it at any time." Zuo Nin finally gave a way to wait and see what happens, and the facts have proved that this method is effective. Because the head of Sikong Ning was disgraced by Li Miao, and he was wronged for having an affair with the Zuolongmen, so he definitely didn't dare to hold on to this matter.

Zuo Yuanfang nodded, and suddenly remembered what Zuo Suanni said just now: "Master Zuo Ninxiang, there are still two men imprisoned in the dungeon, do you think they should be killed or released?"

Zuo Ren fell into deep thought, he was not as determined as Zuo Yuanfang, he was weighing the pros and cons of both, and then dealt with the matter from a long-term perspective.

"Leader Zuo, the two of you are not cultivators. Although Zuo Yao has used them to elicit the address of the person we are looking for, the old man feels that these two people don't know anything about everything, and they don't know the specifics of the person we are looking for. Background, even they are just a pawn of Zuo Yao." Zuo Ren analyzed slowly.

"What does Zuo Ninxiang mean?" Zuo Yuanfang asked.

"Kill!" Zuo Ren's tone was very firm.

"Oh? Why?" Although Zuo Yuanfang also had this intention, after hearing Zuo Suanni's explanation just now, she also felt that it was quite reasonable not to kill.

Afterwards, Zuo Ren moved closer to Zuo Yuanfang's ear, and whispered a few words slowly.

Zuo Yuanfang nodded, with an affirmative expression on his face.

Ten minutes later, Zhu Hao and Zhang Zi in the dungeon heard movement from a distance, and they immediately became alert.

"Didn't you deliver the food just now? Why did someone come again?" Zhu Hao said inexplicably. He has lived here for several days, and he knows when he will come.

Zhang Zi moved his body and said with a sneer, "Hehe, maybe it's something else, Brother Hao, we might have to leave, hehe."

Zhang Zi's "walking" word, although it is said lightly, is so heavy when it makes people stand up. Maybe this walking represents release, and it may also represent death.

Hearing Zhang Zi's words, Zhu Hao got goosebumps all over his body. Although he had long accepted the reality of death in his heart, he was still afraid when death came.

As the footsteps became tighter and tighter, Zhu Hao's heart rose to his throat. He also did not expect that he was actually more restless than Zhang Zi, and even his neck felt a little chilly.

"Clatter, crunch, thud." The iron chain on the door was taken off, and then the heavy cell door was opened, but at this moment, the light was not on.

"Ghost!" Zhu Hao yelled reflexively, because he couldn't see anything, just like a blind man, but he heard other people's footsteps and breathing, and this feeling made his hair stand on end.

Although Zhang Zi who was lying on the ground did not have such a big reaction as Zhu Hao, he was also very frightened. In such a situation, he must not be here to deliver food, but maybe he is seeing him off.

"Who are you, who are you?" Zhu Hao suddenly felt that he was grabbed by a pair of invisible hands, and he shouted in fright.

"Your mother, if you have the ability to turn on the light!" Zhang Zi was also picked up, but before he could finish his sentence, he unconsciously passed out.

When the two of them woke up, they found that they were in another place, which was like a wing room in a martial arts novel, with a square bed with curtains drawn, a wooden Eight Immortals table in the center of the room, and a few log-colored wooden chairs around it. There are chairs and calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. Below the calligraphy and painting is an exquisite table with various antique porcelain.

Zhu Hao opened his eyes first. Compared with Zhang Zi, his physical condition was more advanced. As soon as he opened his eyes, he quickly closed them again. It seemed that he was used to the darkness, and his eyes could not adapt to the light immediately.

Slowly, he narrowed his eyes, ignoring the pain in his eyes, and looked around as quickly as possible. When he discovered this strange thing, the fear in his heart rose again.

"Brother Zi, wake up quickly." Zhu Hao shook Zhang Zi who was lying on the ground wildly, saying that this guy is too weak and might not be able to wake up in a while.

"Papa, papa." Suddenly, several clapping sounds came from outside the door, which made Zhu Hao tremble with fright, and took a step back involuntarily.

"Crackling." The door opened, and an old man walked in with a bright and sharp long sword in his hand. His eyes were like the sword, emitting a cold light.

"You, who are you?" Zhu Hao backed away frequently in fright, and kept looking at Zhang Zi who was underground, hoping that he would wake up quickly, otherwise he would be too scared by himself.

"The person who killed you." Zuo Ren laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed in the room, it was so creepy.