Global Selection: Only I Know the Story

"Your Highness, I believe Brother Jin is not such a person, and I am willing to vouch for Brother Jin." Hearing Tianyu's footsteps leaving, Jiang Chongwei hurriedly said.

"Thank you, Brother Jiang!" Jin Jiuling's voice choked, and he seemed to be very moved.

"Well, if it's not, it would be the best. Let's leave it at that today. After Lord Jin goes back, please give me a result as soon as possible." The Prince of Nan looked at Jin Jiuling seriously and said coldly.

Originally, he was still called Mr. Jin, Captain Jin, but now he changed to Lord Jin. The words and deeds seemed to be much more distant.

Although Tianyu just said a few words, he completely pointed out the suspicion of Jin Jiuling.

Originally, no one would consider that Jin Jiuling, the old man of the Six Gates, would become a thief. It was a simple case of darkness under the lamp.

But now once he was put into the suspect target, it was found that his suspicion was indeed very large!

After all, it seems that his shadow can be found behind every robbery.

The wealth added up from those robberies is really amazing, and it can be said to be rich enough to rival a country!

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Even the King of the South might not be able to refuse such a large fortune, and Jin Jiuling is no exception.

After all, his external image has always been extravagant, and he is not an ascetic monk at all.

If he were an ordinary person, the Prince of the South would have put him in jail and tortured him.

But Jin Jiuling's identity and status are not low. If he wants to forcibly detain him, even the Prince of the South will have to pay a certain price.

After thinking for a moment, the Prince of the South chose to give up.

"It is my incompetence. Thank you, Lord Ye, for clearing my doubts today and providing me with a good idea." Jin Jiuling sighed: "I will prepare after I go back and deal with this matter as soon as possible."

"I hope so." The Prince of the South waved his hand and walked out.

"Brother Jin, don't worry. City Lord Ye is a swordsman. He is always straightforward and doesn't know how to adapt. I personally believe in Brother Jin." Jiang Chongwei comforted him.

"It's my incompetence that I haven't been able to avenge Brother Jiang. After I go back, I will do my best to find out the result of this matter as soon as possible." Jin Jiuling sighed, held Jiang Chongwei's hand, and sighed.

Unfortunately, Jiang Chongwei was blind, and he couldn't see that there was a cold murderous intent flashing in Jin Jiuling's eyes.

Jin Jiuling pretended to check for half an hour before leaving the Southern Prince's Mansion.

Along the way, he pretended to be thoughtful, as if he was busy with the case.

It was not until he returned to his mansion and closed the door of the study that his face became gloomy.

"Ye Gucheng, Lord of Baiyun City, you will fight Ximen Chuxue on the 15th of next month. You dare to meddle in my business without thinking about how to survive?"

Jin Jiuling was furious and gently slapped the pearwood desk, and the whole desk collapsed silently.

He was indeed disgusted by Tianyu. If he really wanted to kill Tianyu, it would cost a lot, and he couldn't clear his suspicion. Maybe it would make the suspicion even bigger!

What's more disgusting is that even if the other party died at the hands of Ximen Chuxue next month, it would take a whole month.

During this period, if the King of Nan and the Prince continued to put pressure on him, he might not be able to hold on for so long.

"Let the Snake King come to see me." Jin Jiuling sat silently for a long time, finally exhaled and whispered.

"Yes!"

There was a sound of clothes flying in the air outside the door, and it was obvious that someone was ordered to go.

He was always surrounded by several top-notch masters, which was why he needed a lot of money.

After all, it takes more than just personal charm to gather so many masters.

"The pigs have been raised for so long, and they are indeed fat. It's time to kill them."

The thread that has been buried for so long, just collect them all together. The red shoes are just a group of self-righteous women, let them disappear with the embroidered thief.

By the way, the wealth they took from Qingyi Building has been passed on for several times, and it is almost clean, and it's time to spit it out.

As for Ye Gucheng, if he still wants to meddle in other people's business, just arrange for him to die with the red shoes.

The mediocre people in the world are all pigs and dogs. If you don't be a dog well, you can only be a pig!

Pigs are always pigs, and no matter how smart a pig is, it can't escape the fate of being slaughtered!

Thinking of this, Jin Jiuling slowly exhaled a long breath and smiled.

"The guards in the palace are divided into two shifts during the night, each with 200 people, and divided into six teams!"

"There are a total of 54 guards outside the treasure house, and each team consists of nine people."

"From the Wu hour, they patrol around the treasure house in an alternating manner, and there is only a break of two cups of tea at most."

Under the cover of the night, a young man dressed in the clothes of the palace guards kept swimming on the roof of the palace like a gecko.

The young man was handsome, and the two mustaches on his mouth were trimmed as neatly and beautifully as his eyebrows.

At first glance, it seemed as if he had four eyebrows, which was very conspicuous.

So in the world of martial arts, four eyebrows became Lu Xiaofeng's exclusive name.

Lu Xiaofeng was not a thief, he just wanted to prove whether someone could break into the treasure house by his own ability.

As long as he could do it, the behavior pattern of the embroidered thief could be inferred.

Then Lu Xiaofeng was completely stunned. The walls of the treasure house were made of huge stones. There was not even a window. Even a fly could not fly in.

Then he went up to the roof, and then he lifted up a few tiles, and found that there were actually three layers of iron mesh under the tiles.

Even if there were magic weapons and sharp blades, it might not be able to cut it off, and there was no trace of damage on the three layers of iron mesh. Obviously, the new thief did not take this road.

"Damn it!" Lu Xiaofeng frowned and stared at the wire mesh.

After a moment of silence, he honestly restored the tiles to their original state and shook his head.

"No more looking!" Lu Xiaofeng stood up and flew through the air like a swallow. Now his mentality has collapsed and he just wants to go back quickly.

"Since you are here, you should stay." Someone said lightly in the night.

"Huh?"

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly widened. On the roof not far away, a man in white appeared at some point.

Although his face was not very clear, his eyes were like cold stars, flashing cold light.

The next moment, a flash of sword light pierced from the roof opposite, and a sword energy that seemed to chill one's bones to the bone pierced his heart.

"Fairy from the sky!"

Lu Xiaofeng was shocked and hurriedly used a thousand-pound weight to fall to the ground.

The sword energy turned in the air and turned into countless sword shadows, chasing from the air.

Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath, and his entire chest collapsed. His body twisted a few times like noodles to avoid the sword shadow's piercing from a distance.

The next moment, he smiled lightly, with an extremely confident and free-spirited look in his eyes, and stretched out two fingers, clamping towards the sword with heavy afterimages.

A finger of telepathy!

The sword light gathered, emitting a dazzling light, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Hmm?"

Lu Xiaofeng stared at his fingers, his face stiff, and there was nothing between the two fingers.