Empress, don't make trouble, I'm really a gentleman

The dark and damp basement is full of wooden frames and cold iron chains.

As soon as he entered, Ji Wuchen frowned slightly, feeling a rotten smell blowing towards his face.

This is the dungeon, a cell built by General Tiance's mansion privately.

In the past, many people were imprisoned and tortured here, and some of them were famous people... It was all because of his father.

Ji Wuchen's father was a weird and powerful person, almost without any emotion that a normal person should have, and was keen on lynching and torture. At that time, none of the people who fell into his hands could come out completely.

At this moment, a slender figure was being tied to a wooden frame by a thick iron chain.

Unlike the image of an assassin in my impression, the female assassin did not wear night clothes, but wore clothes worn by ordinary people, which were cheap and shabby, with a few inconspicuous patches, and a mask that covered her face .

This is the true image of most assassins.

Assassinated during the day, they are dressed in night clothes, wouldn't that be blatantly telling others "I am an assassin"?
Concealing killing intent, approaching the prey, and killing with one blow, this is the demeanor an assassin should have.

In fact, she did achieve this, the real Ji Wuchen had already died under her sword.

There were no traces of torture on the assassin's body, only his limbs were broken, and he was drooping weakly, with his eyes tightly closed.

Ji Wuchen said in his heart:
"System, investigate."

"Please call me an upstanding system."

The mechanical female voice stubbornly corrected a sentence, and then opened the attribute bar of the assassin in front of him:

Name: Mu Baifan (second rank warrior)
Speed: 21
Responses: 19
Strength: 16
Defense: 7
Intelligence: 9
He was actually a second-rank martial artist.

How can a second-rank warrior pass through the blockade and kill me with one blow?
Ji Wuchen frowned slightly.

"Fu An, tell me about how she assassinated me."

Fu An felt a little ashamed when he mentioned this matter, he quickly nodded and bowed his head and said: "At that time, the master got into the car and was walking on the street. The guards were very vigilant to isolate the crowd, and it turned out..."

He smiled wryly.

"As a result, everyone ignored the underside of the car. The assassin got up and lay down under the car at some point, hiding his breathing and heartbeat, and no one noticed. At this time, I heard someone making noise from the side. It was a pariah arguing with a guard. I got up and pushed each other, I went over and whipped that pariah a few times, and before I could turn around, I saw the assassin rushing into the carriage."

Under the car?
Ji Wuchen sneered.

"It's impossible to get in halfway under the car. Someone knows which car I'm going to take and when I'm leaving. Fu An, there's a mole in the general's mansion."

Fu An hurriedly knelt down on the ground and said in panic, "Your servant is negligent! Please punish me!"

Ji Wuchen shook his head and helped him up.

"It's not your fault, it's really not your fault. Stop talking about this, and interrogate the assassin first."

The female assassin had keen senses, and she had noticed it as early as the first time the two entered, but she just kept pretending to be dead and didn't speak.

In other words, he was too lazy to care about these two scumbags.

To be honest, for this kind of person who wants to kill himself, Ji Wuchen really wants to torture her, pry her mouth open, and find out why.

However, the honest system does not seem to allow him to do so.

After all, how could an honest gentleman do such things as torture?
Therefore, no one would have expected that Ji Wuchen would suddenly put on an amiable smile and ask cordially:
"Girl, what's your surname, how old are you, have you ever been married?"

Fu An originally looked at the female assassin viciously, ready to use cruel punishment at all times, to teach this ignorant guy a lesson, but he didn't expect that his master, who was aggressive just now, changed into such a nasty and disgusting face in a blink of an eye.

That kind of hypocrisy and affectation almost made his legs go limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

This!
Fu An looked at the master in shock, then hurriedly looked away.

No, master, what are you doing?Why does this tone sound like a perverted young master?

We are interrogating prisoners!
The corners of the female assassin's eyes twitched slightly, and she also got goosebumps from the disgusting tone.

She is not afraid of torture, nor is she afraid of torture.

As early as the moment she decided to assassinate, she knew that no matter whether she succeeded or not, she would not be able to go back.

But the disgusting tone of the number one treacherous minister is even more uncomfortable than torture!

Ji Wuchen waited for a while, then scratched his head when he saw that the female assassin ignored him.

"Why ignore me, oh, I see, you must be worried that I will hurt you, right? Don't be afraid, let me tell you, the rumors about me outside are all rumors. In fact, I, Ji Wuchen, am a gentleman."

He said very seriously.

Fu An suddenly coughed violently, choking on his own saliva.

Sir, don't say it, even a flattering person like me can't say it!

Ji Wuchen was furious, and glared at Fu An: "What are you coughing for! Do you not believe my words!"

The number one dog leg hurriedly apologized with a smile: "Master, it's nothing, I just caught a cold by accident, and I have a cough."

Hearing the conversation between Ji Wuchen and Fu An, the female assassin finally opened her eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is a row of cold instruments of torture.

These instruments of torture are well maintained, shining with a cold light, and there are so many patterns, just looking at them makes people feel shocking.

The female assassin was not afraid, and raised her eyes to look at the treacherous minister who was scolded by the world.

"The Ji family dog ​​thief is so shameless that he can say such a thing!"

Ji Wuchen looked over, and met the cold gaze of the female assassin.

The latter was not afraid at all, and stared at him with killing intent in his eyes.

These eyes are quite beautiful.

The number one treacherous official stroked his chin, and suddenly had the urge to undo the female assassin's mask and see her true face.

However, isn't it a little dishonest to go directly to uncover her mask?
Ji Wuchen smiled and said: "The girl must have misunderstood me. I have no grievances with you, why did you come to assassinate me? Well, if you tell me who sent you here, I will let you go .”

The female assassin sneered and said: "Ji's dog thief, everyone can kill him! Why do you need someone to instigate! You kill me, you can't get any news from me!"

The dim light of the fire in the basement reflected on her face and mask, and she actually looked a bit heroic.

Fu An's eyes turned cold, he picked up an eye-gouging instrument and was about to step forward, but Ji Wuchen hurriedly stopped him.

He is a gentleman!Even if he wasn't restrained by the system, he still couldn't see such a cruel scene happening in front of him.

The number one treacherous minister rubbed his nose with a wry smile, and suddenly had an idea.

"You said I can't get any news from you? Then, can you tell me your name?"

The female assassin just looked at the two mockingly, without any reaction.

Fu An said angrily: "Master, let me deal with her properly! Let this rebellious minister know what is called the method of the General's Mansion!"

Ji Wuchen pressed the hand of his dog's leg, and looked at Mu Baifan with a smile.

"Not busy, not busy."

He smiled and said, "Aren't you even willing to tell me your name? Well then, didn't you say that I can't get any news from you? If I know your name, what should you do? If I know your name name, how about I take off your mask and see your beauty?"

The female assassin just sneered.