There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 19

In this underground hut, there is only the dim light of an oil lamp.

Xue Ling, who was wearing a bathrobe, stood barefoot on the cool ground, and slightly bowed to the old man whose back was facing her.

"How is the task completed?" The old Mr. Zou didn't turn his head, his old voice echoed in the room.

"Xue Ling is incompetent." Xue Ling lowered her head and said: "The hive organization is tight, and the subordinates have been undercover for several months, but they only came into contact with the two bee needle guides, and have never seen the third hive member."

"It is too difficult to break into the hive with this, and cooperate with the inside and the outside."

Xue Ling defended herself in this way.

Although she has initially gained the trust of Fang Bie and He Ping as a bee wing, at least she has a tacit understanding, but it is still too difficult to use her as a fulcrum to leverage the behemoth hive.

At present, she has no access to important information that may cause the beehive to collapse. The structure of the beehive is so tight. If Xue Ling wants to know further information about the beehive, Xue Ling's only way is to report He Ping to Jin Yiwei, and take He Ping, a senior beehive assassin Effective intelligence can only be obtained through arrest and torture.

But no matter whether Xue Ling wanted to sell that gentle proprietress who always smiled and talked to him, Xue Ling didn't want to take the risk just because of the fear of He Ping's own strength.

Old Mr. Zou laughed dryly: "Xue Ling, don't you like this kind of Jianghu life?"

Xue Ling simply refused: "How is it possible?"

"It's fine if you don't have one." Old Mr. Zou nodded and said without further investigation: "Did Ning Huaiyuan be killed by the bee needles you assisted?"

Xue Ling nodded: "Yes."

"How did you kill it?" Old Mr. Zou said, "There was news from Yue Pingshan that Ning Huaiyuan was put to death in the mountain temple that night, but no matter who it was, they couldn't find the whereabouts of Ning Huaiyuan's body. Really dead? Or fake death to escape?"

"My subordinates saw it with their own eyes." Xue Ling said, "Ning Huaiyuan is dead."

"Then how did he die? How was he killed?" Mr. Zou asked.

Xue Ling had already prepared for this: "It was killed by Fang Bie with a sword."

"Ning Huaiyuan is a third-rank expert." Mr. Zou said.

Xue Ling nodded: "Yes."

"Ning Huaiyuan has a lot of martial arts and has rich experience in dealing with the enemy. He is not an ordinary disciple of a famous school." Mr. Zou continued: "As far as I know, your partner Fang Bie is only 17 years old now, how can he be a third-rank disciple?" Expert? Can you fight Ning Huaiyuan head-on?"

"You tell the truth."

Xue Ling took it easy.

She quietly described to Mr. Zou how Fang Bie used his sword, how to dodge, and how to take advantage of Ning Huaiyuan's flaws to defeat the enemy. The two of Fang Bie knew that even He Ping didn't know the specific assassination process, and Ning Huaiyuan's body was melted into smoke in front of her, let alone the so-called autopsy.

Today's Xue Ling, of course, does not regard Jin Yiwei's side as the only life-saving straw, on the contrary, she is a thorn planted by Jin Yiwei in the hive. Maybe Jin Yiwei didn't take herself too seriously at first, but now, whatever Fang Bie killed a third-rank master Ning Huaiyuan just after they partnered with him, which made Jin Yiwei have to pay attention to himself and Fang Bie.

And the more you pay attention, the safer Xue Ling will be.

Unless returning to Jinyiwei can effectively fight against Lu Yuan's little shoes and frame, Xue Ling is not in a hurry to return to Jinyiwei.

Just like the flying fish robe she buried under the tree in her hometown, it can't be dug out casually.

That day when Xue Ling left Yanjing City, it was like a fish leaping in a wide sea and a bird flying in a sky high.

One is different and two are wide, and each is happy.

"So you think Fang Bie is also a third-rank master who can kill third-rank masters?" Mr. Zou continued.

Xue Ling nodded: "Yes."

Mr. Zou nodded: "You can go back."

Xue Ling said goodbye, turned and left, and closed the door.

Her footsteps got farther and farther away.

Old Mr. Zou sneered.

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Xue Ling returned to the steaming bathroom, took off her bathrobe, continued to immerse her whole body in the warm spring water, and looked up at the sky.

Everything was basically as she expected.

Jin Yiwei has a request for her, so as long as she doesn't disobey Jin Yiwei's order, she is still an undercover agent sent by Jin Yiwei to enter the hive, and she will not be abandoned just because she can't provide the information to destroy the hive according to the original plan. If you wear shoes.

Of course, it would be difficult for Xue Ling, a low-level bee wing, to provide such information. At most, Xue Ling could only inform Jinyiwei of the Hive's stronghold in the Rapture Inn, but what is the use of knowing the stronghold? If there are not ten strongholds, there are eight, but everyone goes to the building, and if they can't catch the key figures, there is no way to uproot this Jianghu organization that dares to attack the court officials.

And the value of Xue Ling, a bee wing who can go undercover next to a promising hive assassin, will become more and more apparent.

The girl stretched her legs in the bath.

Hmm - just soaking the body like this will make you feel very stable.

She had only one-way contact with Mr. Zou, she was her only superior, and she reported all the information to him without leaving any text.

She can be regarded as a lonely kite, only this thread leads her way back.

Sometimes there is even an illusion of cutting the kite line.

But—do you want to be an assassin for the rest of your life?Or like He Ping, the assassin will retire one day after working for a long time?

Xue Ling didn't know.

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When Xue Ling put on her clothes again and walked out of the gate of Changqing bathing place, outside the gate, she saw Fang Bie sitting on the opposite stone steps waiting for him.

To be honest, seeing the young man in Tsing Yi, Xue Ling was really surprised and a little scared at that moment.

It even feels like being caught by a thief.

"Farewell." Xue Ling called out.

You can't pretend you didn't see it, it's too fake.

"Finished?" Fang Bie stood up and came to Xue Ling. The girl couldn't see any extra emotion from this man.

Xue Ling could only nod: "It's over."

"What's the matter with you? If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the inn." Xue Ling said.

"Of course there are things." Fang Bie said, "Can you come with me?"

Take a trip?Dip the pig cage?

Xue Ling asked, "What are you doing?"

Fang Bie smiled: "I'll take you shopping, do you like it?"

Saying this, Fang Bie reached out and grabbed Xue Ling's wrist, and walked towards the crowds in the distance.

"Let's go to the black market in Los Angeles, and I'll buy you some upgraded treasures and exercises."

The young man's voice fell into Xue Ling's ears inaudibly.

Xue Ling's face burned imperceptibly.

reddish.

(End of this chapter)