My CEO Bai Fumei’s wife

Medical clinic.

Qin Yu went to bed early tonight.

Because he promised Su Banxia to pretend to be her boyfriend tomorrow and attend the birthday party of Divine Doctor Su.

It was almost one or two in the morning.

There was a slight sound of footsteps in the yard.

"Ok?"

Qin Yu frowned. Xiao Liuzi called him in the morning and said that someone had leaked the news about his decline in realm. It was probably the Martial Alliance who did it. He didn't dare to offend Phoenix, so he came up with a dirty trick of borrowing a knife to kill someone.

I just didn't expect that the other party was very impatient and came to the door so quickly.

Let’s take a look, who is it?

squeak

Qin Yu got up and opened the door.

Under the night, there was a short old man standing, and he looked a little familiar.

"Um, aren't you Huang from Baihualou?"

Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was worrying too much. Maybe they came to see him in the middle of the night.

"That's right!"

Lao Huang nodded and looked Qin Yu up and down: "I never thought you were worth so much!"

"What do you mean?"

Qin Yu immediately became alert.

"Someone has offered me 1.5 billion. After this deal is completed, I can retire and return to my hometown. I no longer have to sell ducks every day!"

Lao Huang looked confident.

"Are you still a killer?"

Qin Yu blinked, thinking this world is too ridiculous, right?

"Why, doesn't it look like it?"

Lao Huang spread his hands and said calmly: "Killing a duck is killing, and killing someone is killing. Anyway, in my eyes, there is not much difference!"

"Well, which force do you represent?"

Qin Yu thought for a moment and asked.

"Represent myself!"

Lao Huang pointed to his chest. People in the dark martial arts world rarely form gangs and usually fight alone.

In order to hide his identity and avoid being targeted by people from Longmen, he has been working as the shopkeeper of the Su family's Baihua Building for decades.

"Okay, are you so confident that you can take this 1.5 billion?"

Qin Yu shrugged.

Even I feel that I am somewhat valuable. I am afraid that the same weight of gold is not worth 1.5 billion, right?

If you were a killer yourself, your heart would be moved.

Who is so rich that he spends 1.5 billion to hire a killer to kill him?

"Yes. In this line of work, I have never failed!"

Lao Huang nodded and said.

"Haha, it seems that I am bound to die?"

Qin Yu asked with a wry smile.

"If you have any last words or any wishes, I can help you fulfill them. No charge, it's included!"

Lao Huang also has a sense of humor.

"I don't have any last words for now. Because I don't think I will die."

Since Lao Huang represents himself, it means that he does not come from a large sect. Without a strong backer, it is difficult to break through the Aperture Realm on his own.

Therefore, Qin Yu judged that Lao Huang's combat power was in the late Baodan realm, similar to that of Ou Changfeng, and he might not be incapable of fighting.

"People will die eventually, it's just one day early or one day late. And the same is true in Jianghu. Either I will kill you, or you will kill me!"

Lao Huang has lived a long life, and whatever he says is full of philosophy.

"If you leave now, I may not be able to kill you!"

Qin Yu still felt a lot of pressure and really didn't want to fight with the masters in the late stage of Dan Bao Realm. Although I am not afraid, I will definitely pay a heavy price.

"Haha, you have a good sense of humor too!"

Lao Huang laughed, pressed on his waist, and a soft sword appeared in his hand. After walking a few steps, he picked up a broken bluestone floor and squatted down to sharpen his sword.

"I'm sorry, our business only lasts for three years if we don't open, and if we open for three years. This sword has been left there untouched, and it's all rusty. Since you're worth 1.5 billion, I'll try my best to give you something better. For a sense of experience, sharpen the sword and seal the throat with one sword. There will be no pain. Otherwise, cutting the flesh with a dull knife will be too cruel for you!"

Lao Huang said slowly while sharpening his sword. From time to time, he would hold the sword in the air to see how sharp it was.

"Nima, you are quite professional!"

Qin Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. But at the same time, I also understand that a person who is very particular about what he does rarely fails.

Could it be that his throat is really going to be sealed with a sword tonight?

"You grind slowly, it's still early after all!"

Qin Yu is also an interesting person. He actually sat down on the stone table, holding his chin, as if he was waiting for Lao Huang to kill him.

However, his mind kept thinking about how he could survive under Lao Huang's sword.

The opponent has weapons, but I am unarmed, so I am really at a disadvantage.

No, you have to find a handy weapon!

Qin Yu touched his nose, looked at Lao Huang and said, "I'm going to find a weapon. I won't run away!"

"Go ahead, you can't run away anyway!"

Lao Huang concentrated on sharpening his sword and said without raising his head.

"Uh"

How confident is this guy?

Qin Yu was a little depressed, and even regretted why he didn't learn a sword or sword technique, and then customize a useful weapon.

His eyes rolled around for a long time before he looked at the rusty steel pipe in the corner. It was originally a water pipe, buried under the bluestone slab, but Yuan Tiangang and the others came the night before yesterday and lifted it up during the fight, so he picked it up. Thrown into the corner.

I took one in one hand and it felt quite handy. After waving it a few times, I returned to the middle of the yard.

"I can do it. How about you, how is your sword sharpening?"

Qin Yu looked at Lao Huang and asked.

"Young man, don't be frizzy. I'll tell you when I'm done! By the way, find me some water. If it's not fast enough, it's you who will suffer!"

Lao Huang held the sword and glanced around, seemingly not very satisfied.

"All right."

Qin Yu actually entered the house and brought Lao Huang a basin of water.

I don't know if I can survive tonight. If I'm going to die, why not do something interesting before dying, such as helping others sharpen their swords to kill themselves.

"Hey, if I hadn't accepted this mission, I would have accepted you as my disciple. You match my temperament very well!"

Old Huang glanced at Qin Yu, took the basin and poured some water on the sword before continuing to sharpen it.

"Haha, you are such an interesting killer!"

Qin Yu said with a smile.

"You're an interesting target too!"

Lao Huang finished speaking slowly, poured some more water, and washed the sand off the sword before standing up and flicking his wrist.

Swish.

A ray of sword energy spurted out from the tip of the sword, and with a flash of cold light, a piece of rockery gravel the size of a millstone was split into two.

The cut is very smooth, like a mirror.

"That's right, that's right. I haven't done anything with anyone in several years. There's no unfamiliarity!"

After Lao Huang nodded with satisfaction, he turned his eyes to Qin Yu and asked suspiciously: "Do you really have no last words? You saw it too, I'm not bragging, I'm really good!"

"no!"

Qin Yu shook his head and smiled slightly: "If I lose, just strike faster, I'm afraid of pain!"

"it is good!"

After Lao Huang finished speaking, his originally cloudy eyes became sharper little by little, and his figure seemed to have become much taller and straighter.

Looking at Qin Yu, he said leisurely: "I'm going to make a move!"