Life Hunter

"I know that behind you is Lord Li Qingxian and a seventh-grade son. We are not forcing you, we are just trading with you fairly. If you don't sell, we can't do anything to you. We can only deal with you. Let’s chat for a while.”

Zheng Hui looked at the two of them. When he was a night guard, he had heard of this man with scars on his face.

Yue Xiong had been a bandit, a horse thief, and a bodyguard. Later, he offended Bei Lulin and couldn't survive, so he fled to the capital of the gods, where he restrained his viciousness and became more talkative and laughing.

But Zheng Hui knew that Yue Xiong used to like to brag about how many people he had killed, but now he never talks about it.

Zheng Hui saw with his own eyes that this eighth-level swordsman chopped off the left arm of a seventh-level swordsman with one sword, and the cost was just that his shoulder was pierced by the sword.

Zheng Hui slowly lowered his head.

"Actually, in the past, the secret guards were nothing, but now that the imperial court has been streamlined, the secret guards need to be personally approved by Commander Zuo, who is a powerful fourth-grade expert. How can I take the lead? There is nothing I can do. Old Zheng, business cannot be done without righteousness, don't worry, it won't work this time, I will come back in a few days. Just treat it like you open a shop selling secret guards, and I will come and walk from time to time." Yue Xiong smiled, with the scars on his face like They are red snakes.

Yue Xiong said, turned around and left, walked a few steps, suddenly slapped his forehead, turned around and said, "Look at my memory, I forgot to tell you such an important thing."

Zheng Hui looked at him doubtfully.

"I just came from the Yewei Yamen. I heard that the newly arrived adults not only want to demolish Chunfeng Residence, but also abolish the Jiajiu Fang. If I guessed correctly, you were a member of the Jiajiu Fang before, right?"

"Who did you listen to?" Zheng Hui asked.

"It's Brother Yewei. If you don't believe me, go ask. Oh, I forgot, you haven't been to Yewei for a long time. You, honestly enjoy the blessings at home. What can you do to interfere with Yewei's affairs? Yes? Mr. Li is a senior official, right? But after all, he is only a sixth-level warrior. He is struggling in the Night Guard and is targeted everywhere. I feel sorry for him. Let’s not cause trouble for him, don’t you think?"

Zheng Hui frowned slowly and sighed softly.

Yue Xiong walked back, looked down at the wrinkles on Zheng Hui's forehead and sparse white hair, and smiled: "I know, you are afraid that someone will cause trouble for you if you lose your identity as a secret guard. You also know what I am like Yue Xiong, and my heart is... A little cruel, but I have never regretted what I promised to others. As long as you sell this secret guard, you will be equivalent to a brother in the gang from now on. If anything happens, I will take care of it for you. I am a bastard in the mud. Swords and meat are not as valuable as Mr. Li, they can come and go at any time."

Zheng Hui said nothing.

The man on the side smiled and said: "Brother Yue, Lao Zheng still can't think about it. With the identity of a secret guard, only Li Qingxian, who can't protect himself, can help you. Without the identity of a secret guard, Li Qingxian will not ignore it, and there is also a brother Yue, No matter how you calculate it, it's all a free business, and the key is two hundred taels of silver. Do you think it's worth it? Look, your son has gone to Qiyuan City, can't you two live a good life? Being a secret guard is a good idea What's the meaning?"

Yue Xiong smiled and said: "Old Zheng, please think about it again. Don't worry, I will never force you. When you figure it out, just come to me. You know where to look. I can't come tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow I’ll buy some cooked food, and we’ll have a chat later.”

Zheng Hui raised his head, watched Yue Xiong slowly walking out, and narrowed his eyes.

As Yue Xiong walked, he touched the scabbard at his waist with his fingers. A stream of black paint fell off, leaving behind a smooth wooden texture.

Zheng Hui sighed softly and said, "I'll sell it."

"Brother Zheng is so refreshing!" Yue Xiong turned around suddenly, grinning, and the scars on his face squirmed.

Zheng Hui took out the secret guard badge from his arms and threw it out.

"Then thank you, two hundred taels of silver, not a penny!" Yue Xiong took the secret guard's waistband, smiled and stuffed the banknote into Zheng Hui's hand, said some words for the occasion, and turned to leave.

The courtyard door closed, and Mrs. Zheng walked out, stood beside Zheng Hui, and sighed: "It's better to sell it. This man is a desperado. The Marquis can help him for a while, but he can't help him for a lifetime. Rather than being worried about this kind of person, it is better to sell him Forget it. He wants to buy the piece of jade that is next to Yu’s house on the street, but Yu doesn’t want to buy it. What happens next? Within three days, Yu’s hands and feet are broken and he dies at home, and the jade is gone.”

Zheng Hui nodded and said: "We have already troubled Mr. Li with so many things, we can't trouble him all the time. The same goes for Old Han. He has something on his mind and he is too busy to deal with it, so we can't disturb him. As a person, you have to be careful. Secretly It’s just Wei’s identity, it’s gone if it’s gone. If something big happens, if you yell, I won’t believe there’s no one to help. Don’t tell anyone else about this.”

"do not worry."

Zheng Hui sighed and said, "These desperadoes, please don't come."

Zheng Hui lowered his head, looked at his abdomen, and slowly gritted his teeth.

If the Dantian is still there and the true energy is still there, how could I be so scared of you?

Zheng Hui reached out and touched his belly, which was as soft as cotton.

"Ha..." Zheng Hui laughed at himself and slowly lowered his head.

At night, Han Anbo walked in carrying a roast chicken and glanced at the wine glasses and several dishes of appetizers on the stone table.

"Hey, Captain Zheng, you are so shameless, you drank alone?" Han Anbo said with a smile.

"I'm happy today, drink some. Give me a chicken drumstick, I'm hungry!" Zheng Hui stood up suddenly, his body swaying, and he hesitated to take a step.

Han Anbo rushed over, supported Zheng Hui and said: "Sit! Sit! You are such an adult, don't fall over a chicken leg!"

"Ha ha……"

Han Anbo sat down and the two took a sip of wine. Zheng Hui took a bite of the chicken drumstick, tore off the other drumstick and handed it to Han Anbo.

"I heard that Mr. Li is not peaceful recently?"

"You also know? It's a little bit, but it doesn't matter. Who hasn't stumbled? He is so young, and encountering these things is a blessing rather than a disaster." Han Anbo said.

"makes sense……"

"Is Yue Xiong here today?" Han Anbo put down the chicken leg and placed his right hand on the stone table.

"Come and go."

Han Anbo said: "Master Li is very busy recently, so it's not good to disturb him. In this way, if Yue Xiong comes again, you tell me and I will find a friend to solve the problem."

Zheng Hui drank up the rice wine in the porcelain cup in one gulp, tutted slightly, and smiled.

Han Anbo smiled and said: "You don't believe it? Although I, Han Anbo, don't cause trouble, I have never been short of brothers."

Zheng Hui said with a smile: "You, you think so highly of Yue Xiong. I told him that if he still doesn't give up, I will go to Mr. Li. I also told him that Gao Jue will come back this year and send a few soldiers with the divine bow." Hundreds of people came back. When he heard this, he hesitated for a long time, left, gave up, and found someone else."

"Really? Haha, your empty city plan is good. Come on, let's have a drink!"

Keng...

Night guard, patrol department, chief room officer.

Song Yanxue, a fellow commander of the Left Command and Sizheng of the patrol department, sat at the table, holding a brush and looking at the paper in front of him.

Secret guard exchange application documents and waist badges.

In the past few years, Song Yanxue went through the cleanup of secret guards one by one.

The reason why the man named Zheng Hui kept his identity as a secret guard was just for Li Qingxian's sake.

She glanced at the replacement Yue Xiong, the night guard she had eliminated before, just a desperado.

After thinking for a moment, Song Yanxue put away the brush, rolled up the waist tag with a document, threw it aside, and then went to sign a new warrant and ordered people to go to Diaoshanzui Village to secretly investigate the God Worshiping Sect.