pastoral wife

Chapter 132 The Chess Pieces Buried Early

The servant hurried ahead and opened the door for Jiang Chu graciously: "Madam, let's rest inside for a while, anyway, the business in the shop is not so lively at the moment, and the room is small so no one will disturb it."

Jiang Zhen helped Jiang Chu in, his hands were still trembling, but he still managed to stabilize himself calmly, but his face was a little pale: "Sister, let's..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Chu directly closed the door with a "bang" with his backhand.

The boy didn't even expect Jiang Chu to have such strength suddenly, before he could react, Jiang Chu turned around and kicked him in the chest, knocking the boy to the ground.

The boy fell to the ground with an "ah" sound, and looked at Jiang Chu in horror while clutching his chest: "Husband, madam, what are you doing, what are you doing?"

Jiang Chu looked at him coldly: "Say, who sent you here."

The little servant was trembling, and shook his head hastily: "What does Madam mean, why can't you understand the little one, the little one is just a little waiter, and the little one doesn't know anything!"

Jiang Chu squatted down, picked up a fruit knife on the table, patted him on the cheek, and sneered: "Don't force me to be serious, you think your little trick can be counted in my eyes What? When you were in the inn, I let you go once, and now you come to the door again, it is you who are looking for death!"

The boy's face turned pale instantly, and his tone of voice changed: "You already knew."

Jiang Chu sneered: "Otherwise, what do you think? Tell me! Who is the master behind you? If you don't tell me today, I will kill you directly!"

As he spoke, he thrust the knife towards his neck, threatening.

Unexpectedly, the boy's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth fiercely.

Jiang Chu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that he was about to break his teeth, but it was too late, he foamed at the mouth and died.

Jiang Zhen on the side turned pale with fright: "He, he, he, he committed suicide?!"

Jiang Zhen has never seen such a battle. He has seen the most vicious villains in the world, that is, the group of Jiang family, but there has never been anything involving human life, but this boy is only for Protecting the people behind the scenes, they can directly commit suicide by swallowing poison!

Jiang Chu stood up with a gloomy face, Jiang Zhen hurriedly said: "Should I call the doctor!"

Jiang Chu shook his head: "No, he's dead."

This person can tell at a glance that he is a specially trained slayer. Once exposed, he will directly commit suicide without leaving any clues. Those who have the means and power to train these slayers are certainly not ordinary people. Most likely, I'm afraid it has something to do with the dispute between the ruling and opposition parties.

"Then what should we do?!" Jiang Zhen was completely panicked and at a loss.

For such a person to die in front of his eyes, the impact on him was really too great.

Jiang Chu said coldly: "He committed suicide and has nothing to do with us. Why are you panicking?"

When Jiang Zhen thought about it, he became sober: "Yes, yes, yes! It has nothing to do with us!"

"Let's go." Jiang Chu turned around and went out, Jiang Zhen quickly followed.

Jiang Chu is not worried about this human life at all. The person behind the scenes probably does not want this corpse to appear in the eyes of everyone more than she does. After all, he is a shady dead man, after all, he is also following shady orders. If she walked forward, the people behind would definitely send someone to collect the body if they got the news.

But in this matter, what she is really worried about is this dark place. There is a person who covets her. It is very unfavorable for her to know the enemy, not to mention that the only clue is still dead. Now, who knows who the people behind this scene will continue to send to deal with her?

If this situation is not reversed, she will be passive and will fall into anxiety.

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"Master." A man in black bowed in to greet him.

Wu Zehua was dressed in casual clothes, looking like a son of a son, drinking tea very leisurely: "How is things going?"

The eyes of the man in black flickered for a moment, but his palms were sweating, he became dull for a moment, and said, "Jin Yuan is dead."

Wu Zehua's face changed, and he became gloomy for an instant. He put the teacup in his hand heavily on the table: "Dead?"

"Because it was exposed." The man in black lowered his head even lower.

Wu Zehua yelled: "I didn't say that I should avoid Ji Yao in everything, how could I be so careless!"

But the man in black hurriedly said: "It's not that he was careless, and he did avoid Ji Yao, but that woman... I'm afraid she's not that easy to deal with."

Wu Zehua was taken aback for a moment, then calmed down. After a long time, he sneered: "So, I underestimated this woman."

Then he muttered to himself: "Yeah, after all, it's the woman Ji Yao likes, so that's naturally unusual, just like the back then... Chick, it's not a fuel-efficient lamp, it's me Careless."

The man in black knelt on the ground and didn't dare to look up, because he didn't know what Wu Zehua's emotions were at the moment. He was different from Ji Yao's indifference. He had emotions all the time, but you didn't know that the emotions he showed were different from his own. How much difference does the real mood have? This uncertain man makes everyone dare not take it lightly, even the personal servant who has served for many years.

"No matter what, she's just a woman, she's just a little clever. After all, Jin Yuan was reckless. Fortunately, the master is ahead of her and buried a better chess piece earlier. It's not completely helpless."

After Wu Zehua heard this, the smile on his face grew a bit, and he sneered: "Yes, no matter what, she is just a woman."

Then he said, "Let him in."

"Yes!" The man in black apologized.

Then, he backed out.

After a while, the door was opened again, and a handsome man walked in slowly. He was dressed in a long gown, full of the elegance of a literati, and there was no emotion in that delicate and handsome face, except for a little respect.

He walked in slowly, bowed his hands and saluted: "I have seen the master."

Wu Zehua smiled faintly: "Wu Ze, all my hopes now rest on you. Don't let me down."

Wu Ze, Wu Yinze, there is a difference of one word, but they have two identities and two completely different temperaments.

At this time, Wu Yin was standing here with arrogance in respect, bookish but not weak at all, on the contrary, his tall and straight figure was strong and strong.

"Your Highness, please tell me." Wu Yinze's voice was cold, as if he was not at all the same person as the noisy and useless Wu Yinze from before.

"You know what I want!" Wu Zehua yelled: "I want Jiang Chu's life! I want the power in Ji Yao's hands! I want the turmoil in the entire Tianyao Dynasty!"

But Wu Yin raised his eyes and said: "If so, it's not the time for the master to take Jiang Chu's life."

(End of this chapter)