There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 146 May I Eat It? (third change)

The moonlight was like water, Fang Bie sighed, then looked at Ningxia: "Want to know?"

Ning Xia nodded seriously.

"You might regret it after you find out." Fang Bie continued.

Ning Xia continued to nod.

Fang Bie laughed: "That's really interesting."

"I have never tried the feeling of handing over tasks directly to the task entruster."

The young man smiled like this, then he lowered his head and began to rub his face in front of Ning Xia, only to see the fine powder falling from between his fingers, and then tore off a tattered human skin mask.

Fang Bie took off the messy wig on his head, and after the disguise was torn off, the boy's face was clean and delicate, with a faint smile, and the moonlight shone on Fang Bie's cheeks.

"Shocked or surprised?" Fang Bie looked at Ningxia and said.

The boy said seriously, with a little bit of joking.

Ning Xia nodded: "I didn't expect that we would actually live in the same inn for so long."

"Okay, I've seen it all, so just consider my mission complete?" Fang Bie said.

"About the mission of investigating Gou Zazhong's true face."

"Now I have shown you my real face."

"Actually, if you think about it carefully." Ning Xia looked at Fang Bie: "No one has seen Gou Zazhong's appearance, maybe it's just you pretending to be Gou Zazhong?"

"In that case, I really have no way to prove that I am myself." Fang Bie shrugged and smiled.

Then he held the bamboo flute in his hand and stroked his chest, and bowed to Ningxia and Hei Wuping: "Thank you in advance for your assistance tonight."

"I wish you all the best."

After Fang Bie bowed, he raised his head and smiled at Ningxia: "That's why."

The smile of this big boy under the moonlight is bright and clear.

"See you tomorrow night."

Having said that, Fang Bie took a step back, stepped on the ground, and disappeared at the end of the eaves in an instant.

But the sound of the heavy object falling to the ground was not heard for a long time.

Ning Xia looked at the place where Fang Bie disappeared, smiled wryly and shook his head: "Really."

"It's kind of amazing."

"Speaking of which, I even rubbed his head when we first met."

Ningxia recalled the unscrupulous language and teasing of Fang Bie when they first met.

Thinking about it now, it should be that the other party has always understood his identity, but I know nothing about him.

"Let's go." Hei Wu said quietly.

"I finally believe a little bit now."

"The thing he said that he could kill me."

"Maybe it's true."

……

……

Facts have proved that Hongxiu Bieyuan is indeed in charge of food.

In other words, this group of other courtyards specially prepared for the top benefactors and oirans' night-and-night entertainment fans is a small kitchen that is uninterrupted for twelve hours a day. As long as you have money, you can satisfy all your luxury or ordinary needs. demand.

And Sheng Junqian is really rich, so rich that he is from Shanxi, but when he comes to Los Angeles, he can always have another courtyard where he can stay and enjoy himself.

And wanting to eat late at night is of course not a luxury, but rather ordinary.

So in less than half an hour after ordering the meal, the chef of the Hongxiu Bieyuan passed on the dishes one by one, and filled the tables in the house, and they were all steaming hot, obviously freshly cooked.

On the table were sweet and sour soft fish baked noodles, grilled herring head and tail, fried purple crispy meat, peony jelly, grilled wide belly, Bianjing roast duck, fried eight pieces, grilled mutton with green onions, and eight hard dishes They are arranged neatly on the table, surrounded by four staple foods, which are Luocheng steamed dumplings, Bianjing soup dumplings, Shuangma fire, scallion oil pancakes, and the soup is hot and sour mullet egg soup, raw ball.

For a moment, it was fragrant and dazzling, and Xue Ling, the cook of the small inn, felt a mountain of pressure instantly.

Yes, she really doesn't know how to cook any of the dishes on the table.

"It's true that money can turn ghosts around." Xue Ling sighed.

Sheng Junqian smiled and said nothing, and reached out to grab the roast duck to eat, but Xue Ling knocked it down with chopsticks: "Wait a minute."

"What are you waiting for!" Sheng Junqian protested.

When Sheng Junqian came down today, he almost just drank some water. Even if his martial arts were strong, his martial arts were not as strong as Bigu. People are like iron, and food is like steel.

What's more, there is such a rich gluttonous delicacy in front of you.

"Look at me." After Xue Ling made sure that Sheng Junqian would not move his chopsticks again, he took the plate of grilled mutton with green onions and placed it on Shang Jiuge's sleepy face.

Just looking at that moment, Shang Jiuge opened his eyes: "It smells so good!"

Sheng Junqian was dumbfounded.

On the other hand, Shang Jiuge sat up directly from the bed, looked at the fiery scallion fried mutton beside her, and smelled its tempting fragrance. Although her index finger drooled, she didn't move her hands.

Instead, look around: "Where is this?"

"Why am I here?"

"You scared us to death." Sheng Junqian said from the side: "Do you know that you fainted suddenly at that time?"

"Really?" Shang Jiuge scratched his head and recalled: "Well, it seems that there is such a thing."

And Xue Ling stared at Shang Jiuge: "How long have you not eaten?"

"How long?" Shang Jiuge turned his head and thought for a moment: "Well, since I was beaten at noon yesterday, I guess I haven't eaten?"

"After all, I'm very busy, and I'm in a hurry to make money."

"Look." Xue Ling was very helpless: "I haven't eaten for two days and one night."

"Did you not sleep last night?" Xue Ling continued to ask.

"How do you know?" Shang Jiuge said in amazement: "I chased that tiger for half the night last night, and I had to carry the tiger to the city overnight to sell. How can I have time to sleep?"

Xue Ling shrugged and looked at Sheng Junqian: "You will suddenly faint to her now, do you have any questions?"

Sheng Junqian was also speechless: "There is no doubt, thanks to her high martial arts, she can survive."

Shang Jiuge was very dissatisfied with the two of them singing together: "In short, I've had enough sleep now, and I'm not so sleepy anymore."

"But I'm very hungry now."

Saying this, Shang Jiuge looked at the whole table of delicious food in front of him, and asked very politely, "Can I eat?"

"But..." Xue Ling just said a word, and saw Shang Jiuge rushing out of the bed like an arrow from the string, and went straight to the table of delicious food. Xue Ling was so frightened that he quickly dragged Shang Jiuge back.

"Before we eat, I have one more question to ask."

Shang Jiuge nodded swiftly: "Quickly ask."

"When you just fainted, I tried to inject true energy into your body." Xue Ling looked at Shang Jiuge: "But the true energy disappeared without a trace as soon as it entered your body."

"I feel like all the meridians in your body are broken."

"How did you survive like this?"

"How did you practice martial arts to this extent?"

"Well." Shang Jiuge tapped his head lightly.

"I do not know either."

"Because I was born that way."

(End of this chapter)