Ultimate Assassin System

At noon, a remote residential house somewhere in Hanshui City. M

Independent courtyard with doors and windows closed. Bright light shines on the impure crystal glass, reflecting a magnificent amber-like color. Occasionally a butterfly will be attracted by deception and stay for a while. It may be found that it is not a petal, its wings are flickering, and it leaves again ...

"Huh ..." You sighed, Zakli's eyes were slightly drooping, and her gaze was retracted from the crystal glass where the butterfly flew away. There were hidden fears and panics in her expressions, but most of them were still confused ...

Yes, it's dazed!

Zachary was sent here late last night. He originally thought that he would be greeted with rounds of torture and confession, until he would rather die, or he would not be tortured but told everything, no value, and then quietly Silent kill ...

This is the normal process, and since Zakley found out that he was not killed on the spot, he was mentally prepared for it.

Scared? fear?

Of course, these emotions are there, but Zakley asks himself that he can be bearish. After all, he has more than half of his life experience, which is enough to live. In this way, there is nothing to be afraid of.

But just when he was thinking that he should choose to die unyielding, and take a secret to see the gods or demons. Or in order to suffer less before dying, to cooperate with each other's inquiries honestly ... I have to say that this is a more distressed choice. Zakley himself was a little hesitant, but then he realized that things didn't go as he expected ...

Midnight and a half days have passed, during which time Zakli did not rest his eyes and no one came to question. Not to mention scare mobilization. He felt as if he had been forgotten. Just like this remote and independent courtyard. Desolate, no one cares ...

After rubbing his eyebrows, his eyes moved deeply. Zakli now has some vague regrets. I knew this. I should sleep well last night ...

Just then, alas, polite knock on the door.

Is it finally here ... Zachary's voice suddenly refreshed. Sit straight and maintain the demeanor of a big man: "Come in!"

Squeaked, the wooden door was pushed open, a young man came in with a tray, and the steaming meals continued to emit a seductive aroma. Zakli saw a slight frown on his face. He had seen this. In the early morning, breakfast was brought in by the other party, apparently not the person who came to question.

"I'm sorry, I don't know the taste of my husband. So it's just home-cooked dishes. If your husband has any mischief or preferences, please don't hesitate to say that we will satisfy you as much as possible." Putting down the meal, the youth smiled with a kind smile.

Zakli heard a faint whisper, and looked down at the table, although it was not very expensive, but the food was delicious. He opened his mouth, looked up, and laughed at himself: "Last meal? Oh, I didn't expect me to be so big. Face. "

"You think too much." The young man shrugged, without any further words, turned and left.

"Wait, what exactly do you want to do?" Zakli pressed the wooden table and finally couldn't help but ask in a deep voice. "Want to buy me from these? I can tell you clearly now that I have everything I won't say it! "

This was Zacley's temptation, after all, the situation was too weird. But the young man was unmoved when he heard what he said, and he stretched his hands sideways: "Who cares?"

"Uh……"

When he walked to the door, the young man walked for a while, but still did n’t bring the room door, turned his head and calmly said, "Yes, if the husband is too stuffy in the room, he can go to the courtyard for activities, as long as he doesn't leave here. Of course, You won't be able to leave, huh, huh ... well, I hope Mr. has a good appetite and enjoys this wonderful lunch! "

After that, the young man disappeared outside the arch of the courtyard, leaving only Zachary with a stunned look. Halfway, shook his head somehow, picked up the knife and fork, and started enjoying this wonderful lunch ...

At this moment, on the roof, a chubby figure lay on his back, reached out and took out a pen and paper from his arms, muttered to himself, "What is this shit? You are fragrant and spicy below, and I am here. Drinking northwest above it is really ... "

He shook his head silently, "Well, let me see ... left fork and right knife, okay, congratulations, you are not left-handed ... like to eat vegetables, meat is less, hey, the elderly, no teeth, sympathize ... ... yo, it ’s so elegant to eat, it ’s too slow ... ”

While whispering, waving a quill and writing quickly. This posture seems to record Zachley's every move below while eating.

I have to say that this scene is a bit weird. Although peeping at the beautiful woman out of the bath is cumbersome enough, but also can imagine the reason, not too exaggerated. But peeping at a bad old man to eat ... This behavior can no longer be described by metamorphosis, it really cannot be explained!

In fact, from time to time, the pages of the book turned during the cold wind. You can also see some descriptions such as sitting, walking, etc. The level of detail is amazing!

About half an hour later, the man on the roof stood up, gently closed the pen and paper, covered the gap in the roof tile, raised his head, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Nima, eat and eat for a long time, you are trying to rush to death ... …Yep?"

After a word of speech, he turned his head stupidly, only to find that a figure had reached the roof, waving his hand, and stepped silently towards this side. "Boss." With a loose expression, he waved hello.

"Oh, how about, Harry, is there any gain?" Tang En walked with a smile, his voice controlled between the two.

"Now, it's all here." Handed the pen and paper, Harry resignedly, "Boss, I don't understand. Are these trivial things useful to us? Also, we need to know these things and directly punish him. Just wait. "

He shook his head, "Oh, of course it is useful. You must know that people's actions under tension are always different from usual." Tang Enshun took the paper, turned it over, and nodded, "Go ahead, We have about three days left, and it is important to be clear about Zacley's routine, daily habits, and so on. This is very important! "

He paused and patted Harry on the shoulder. "This time we played a game of borrowing chickens and laying eggs, which was very interesting."

"Okay, I'm fine, it's just ..." Harry pointed at his feet and grinned, "It's very unpleasant to see him taste so delicious!"

"Ha, be considerate, it won't be a few days." Tang En shook his head with a chuckle. "Well, then, let's leave the confession against him three days later and let you do it?"

"Wow, I think I can't wait!"

"Haha ..."

...

Not to mention the meaning of 'borrowing chicken and laying eggs', Tang En was busy after leaving here.

Now that the purple-bore cannon has begun large-scale production, the material needed for alchemy is a big problem. Ziyi is the commander of an army. He needs anything, no matter if he is prohibited or not, a password will be sent to the door. However, Tang En naturally cannot. He can only operate through the black market, and not only through a black market, otherwise it is likely to be exposed.

What's more, www.readwn.com ~ weapons are made, so it is definitely not possible to put them in Hanshui City. There are too many variables. Therefore, Tang En had to arrange for people to be transported into the 100,000 mountains, pass through the layers of defense of the Bran Army, and be delivered to the hand of the Gray Army Johia.

Yes, these things can be solved, but they also take a lot of time. And because of its self-evident importance, Tang En didn't dare to leave it to others to do it himself.

In addition to that, the cheats and slapsticks worth five hundred yuan are rapidly fermenting. Tang En has to pay attention to it ...

In addition, because of the strong repression of the Temple of Light, 'forged miracles', and the ugly shady of clergy, etc., these events that should have set off horrendous waves are quickly calming down. In this way, Tang En, who is the bitter master, of course has to catch a few more clergy members, publicize and plan, and continue to pour dirty water on the temple of light ...

what? Building a killer organization?

Oh, this is not urgent, because there is a ready-made one, waiting for Tang En to receive ...

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(Ps: Thank you for the reward of bookmate "jht121"!) (To be continued ...)