Ultimate Assassin System

Now that the plan has been formulated, the next step is to execute it in a hurry. The soldiers who came with the team contacted Burni, divided the loot and set off overnight, rushing to the surrounding cities.

The next day, Tang En also went out early in the morning and headed to the city hall.

In fact, there were still three days before the banquet, so there was no need to be in such a hurry. But after hearing Bosco say that the invitation was in high demand last night, Tang En decided to buy it first to avoid problems.

However, Tang En regretted this decision the moment he stepped off the carriage. Because the city hall hasn't opened yet, and it's not even time to go to work, so I... In desperation, Tang En had no choice but to scratch his head, bought a newspaper from the newsboy, and sat on the steps nearby. Wait.

The location of the City Hall is not far from the central square. Hanshui City is already lively enough in the early morning with people coming and going. Most of them are business groups who have saddled up their carriages and are ready to set off. Of course, there were also some men who stayed out all night and hurried past, packing their clothes. As for how to tell, it's simple. There is still some rouge left on his neck... Just pray, I hope he won't die too miserably when he goes back. Haha... I didn't pay much attention to that newspaper. Tang En preferred to observe various passers-by and guess their whereabouts, identities, and what they had done before... It sounds a bit boring, but he is very interested in disguising and cultivating killers. There are benefits to thinking, uh, okay, it's about killing people again, it's really boring... Shaking his head, Tang En unfolded the newspaper and flipped through a few pages, he couldn't help but feel a little bored. Because of their arrival, in order to ensure the smooth completion of the procurement task, Burni's secret agency has not made any publicity recently. And this was misunderstood as weakness by the official newspaper, and several pages were filled with slanderous remarks to take advantage of the victory... huh? While flipping through boringly, Tang En suddenly felt something in his heart. He lifted the newspaper slightly and scanned the surroundings with his peripheral vision. It turned out that during this period, some people gathered around, far or near. After another observation, Tang En was relieved. It was not an ambush. These people, who may be dressed as businessmen or stewards, should be waiting for the city hall to open to buy invitations like him.

Gee, it seems that it is really in demand... Good morning, sir.

Putting down the newspaper, Tang En looked up at the young man with rather vulgar features who appeared in front of him: Hello.

Brother is here to buy invitations to the banquet, right? Well, I feel like I'm in love with him as soon as I see him. I have one last invitation here. Would you like it if it's cheaper? This young man is quite familiar with himself, and he takes the first step when he comes. On the relationship. After saying that, he looked around cautiously, carefully took out a red gold sticker from his arms, unfolded it for a few seconds, and then put it away again.

Although the time was short, Tang En was able to clearly see the appearance and content of the invitation. This should undoubtedly be the invitation for the Shuiyue Manor banquet. Whether it was the packaging or the paper, it looked like high-end goods at first glance. The column for the names of the guests is empty, and there is also the seal of the city lord's palace in the lower right corner.

Tang En's face looked a little weird, he looked at the young man blankly, and opened his mouth: There are also scalpers here?

...Wha, what kind of bull? The young man was stunned for a moment, looking confused.

Oh, it's nothing. Tang En came to his senses and raised his eyebrows, Then how much do you plan to sell this invitation for.

It's not expensive, just think of it as a gift from me to my eldest brother. Well, fifty thousand gold coins.

Huh? Tang En was stunned at first, then shook his head speechlessly and said with a smile, Haha, you can call this a robbery. Well, as far as I know, the price of the invitation is about eight thousand gold coins, right? It is true that Tang En is rich now, but this does not mean that he is willing to be taken advantage of.

It's eight thousand, yes. The enthusiasm on the young man's face disappeared, he patted the invitation on his chest and said mysteriously, But do you think you can still buy it now?

Tang En raised his eyebrows: Oh? I always have to try it. Sorry, yours is too expensive, I can't afford it.

Forget it, others are still rushing to buy it. The young man said angrily, took two steps, and then turned back, If you come to me again then, the price may be more than this. After saying that, he didn't look back. He walked to the other side, where a man who looked like a businessman was sitting.

Shrugging his shoulders, Tang En stood up carelessly. Not far away, the door of the city hall had been opened.

Of course, the City Hall was not just for sales. After receiving a few cold looks, Tang En finally found out where it was. This kind of encounter gave him a vague illusion of returning to the present world... What, sold out? How is that possible? This invitation was only put on sale today.

Before he even entered, Tang En heard an angry voice coming from inside. Pushing the door open, he saw several people gathered around a desk with excited expressions. When he came closer, a middle-aged official in uniform crossed his arms, his eyelids were drooped, and his expression was very cold.

After listening for a while, Tang En couldn't help but feel depressed. This middle-aged man is the person in charge of sales. According to him, the banquet invitations have been sold out. This is undoubtedly ridiculous, because this invitation was only put on sale this morning, and Tang En and the others were already waiting when the city hall was not open.

After arguing for a while, several guards in armor appeared outside the door and forcibly drove out the ones who made the most noise on the grounds of obstructing official business.

As a result, the people left behind were a bit dumbfounded. The excited ones began to get closer and secretly stuffed money into her, but the middle-aged man was unmoved and just said indifferently that the invitation was gone. After struggling for a while, everyone had to curse secretly and walk out of the room.

Behind the scenes? But this was too thorough... Tang En frowned and followed the crowd out of the room.

As soon as he came out, he happened to meet the scalper young man from before.

Haha, how about it? It's not for sale, right? When the young man saw Tang En, he couldn't help but said proudly with a mocking smile on his face.

Tang En's expression remained unchanged and he nodded: Yes.

Hmph! The young man felt bored and couldn't help pouting as he walked into the room and closed the wooden door.

Tang En paused, swung his right hand back, and held the dagger out just before the wooden door closed. Looking around, those who didn't buy anything were cursing and walking out. Although there are some guards not far away, their attention is not here for the time being.

Tang En quickly took two steps back and pressed against the wooden door... Sir, your method is really brilliant. Those ten invitations have been sold, and this is the money gained. Needless to say, this flattering voice was always there. Youth without a doubt.

Hmph, you kid kept it secret! the middle-aged official's majestic voice sounded.

Oh, it's unfair. Even if I had the courage to give you ten, I wouldn't dare to deceive you.

There is no best, if there is, you know the consequences!

Yes Yes……

Well, I'll give you some more. Work hard and I won't treat you badly afterwards!

Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir. I will definitely...

.........Haha, I knew it would be like this... Shaking his head and laughing silently twice, Tang En walked away before the guard not far away looked over.

After leaving the city hall, Tang En did not leave, but sat behind a column. After a little observation, I quickly noticed that there were about ten people constantly shuttling among the anxious-looking crowd, lowering their heads and whispering something from time to time.

Needless to say, they should be scalpers from another world just like that young man. It seems that no matter which time and space it is, as long as there is a desire for money, the choices made are always the same. Because of the statement of the middle-aged official in the city hall, these people's business is now very good, and the transaction rate is extremely high.

Originally, only they had the invitations. So I have some confidence, buy it or not. But buyers are different. As long as they want to buy, they have to be ripped off. Even counter-offering is impossible. In the end, they have to bear the pain and buy it.

Report? This is impossible to succeed. The middle-aged official only needs to say that the invitations were bought by these people. After all, as long as others have money, you can't care how much they want to buy. What's more, if the price jumped from 8,000 to 50,000 or even higher, an official would certainly not have the courage or ability to be greedy. If you think about it for a moment, you will know that there must be a lot of intricate protection behind it.

This is the power of unspoken rules... Several people approached Tang En with the intention of selling, but Tang En shook his head and refused, saying that he just came here to take a rest.

Not long after, the wretched young man walked out of the city hall. Looking at the bulging chest, he knew that the middle-aged officials had given him a lot more. Presumably because of the generous rewards afterwards, he did not delay after coming out and immediately walked into the crowd and started lobbying and selling.

Tang En raised the corner of his mouth slightly, turned out from behind the pillar, and walked straight towards the young man.

In a short period of time, the young man actually made another deal with a man who looked like a housekeeper. Just when he was proudly putting the golden ticket into his arms, someone suddenly tapped him on his shoulder.

How's business?

His body trembled, and the young man let out a short exclamation, turned his head suddenly, and suddenly became furious: What are you doing...it's you!

Yes. Tang En smiled and nodded.

Phew... The young man breathed a sigh of relief at first, then rolled his eyes a few times, with a proud smile on his face: Haha, I finally figured it out, right? But the price now is not the same as before, 80,000, not even a penny. Can not be less!

You misunderstood. Tang En reached out and patted the young man's shoulder again, smiling, I just wanted to ask how your business is going?

Snap, an angry look flashed across the young man's face, he reached out and knocked off Tang En's arm, and curled his lips, Business is not bad, what's wrong?

Well, congratulations, congratulations. Tang En nodded, full of sincerity, Then keep working hard and don't interrupt me.

After saying that, he simply turned around and left.

The young man stood there blankly, opened his mouth, and then came back to his senses after a while: I'm sick!

......... On the other side of the square, Tang En, who had already sat on the carriage, turned his left hand, and three big red gold invitations appeared in his hand.

Haha, it feels good to get something for nothing... Well, one for me, one for Fei Rui, one for Bosco, tsk tsk, 50,000 gold coins. No, this has to be reimbursed, at least for the old guy. Don't say you don't want to? I'm already discounting this out of affection...

Tang En is not good at the art of empty hands, at least not as good as Jack. But when handling things in person, the key is to be quick with your hands, and Tang En is still confident about this.

As for the young man who lost three invitations, how he will explain to the middle-aged officials is not a question that Tang En has to consider... Tsk, tsk, he will probably fail. It's really a pity...