sinovels Chapter 39 Killing the Wrong Person
Chapter 39 Killing the Wrong Person
As we all know, in addition to killing skills, killers also rely on reputation.Luo Hu is an excellent killer, not only because of his superb killing skills, but also because he leans against the ancient building behind him.
The ancient building is a life-saving building, and there are a large number of killers under the door. Lu Xuan has been in charge of the ancient building for many years. As the owner, he is like a hard-working flower grower, selecting good seeds, carefully cultivating them, exaggerating his reputation, and attracting customers.
Luo Hu has always been the best among them. He is the number one killer in the ancient building and the seventh killer in the Jianghu.No, it should be the number one assassin in ancient buildings and the third in Jianghu.
To a killer's reputation, the blow to the wrong man is devastating.Luo Hu has never made any mistakes since his debut, and this only mistake may make all previous efforts go in vain.
Losing a killer is nothing to Gulou, but where there are killers who can kill the wrong people, who would think that this is a trustworthy place to buy lives?In particular, the killer who kills the wrong person is still a leader.Therefore, in this matter, Gulou and Luohu, or in other words, Lu Xuandu and Luohu, both prosper and lose together.
"Killed the wrong person?" Lu Xuandu looked calm, "I thought you could handle this kind of thing by yourself."
Luo Hu blinked his eyes slowly: "The landlord means—"
"Kill all the insiders."
Luo Hu tightened his lips: "But, this business was handled by Ji Du."
Lu Xuandu sneered softly and said, "Are you telling me that such a big mistake has occurred in a transaction made by my left and right arm?" He frowned impatiently: "Forget it, just kill him. His lack. Don't tell me you can't do it."
"The owner!"
Lu Xuan gave Luo Hu a meaningful look: "Why? You should be happy, you two are my confidantes, and now something happened, I chose to protect you, didn't I?" His voice suddenly turned cold, As gloomy as Shura: "Or is it that my best killer wants to tell me that there is someone he can't bear to kill?"
Song Wuan frowned uncomfortably. He wanted to leave here, but he was worried about leaving the weak Lu Xuandu and Luo Hu alone, so he had to stand silently by the side, trying to minimize his sense of existence.
"I once said that it takes three years to build your mind, three years to build your wisdom, and three years to build your reputation. Do you still remember my conditions?"
"For three years, I can't bear it, I can't think about it for three years, I can't give up for three years."
Lu Xuandu turned slightly sideways, and approached Luo Hu: "Are you living more and more regressing? You can't even bear it? Liu Xing, under the title of Luo Hu, it can be you or someone else. To me, there is no difference." ; but for you, you know the difference. Now tell me, do you know what to do?"
Luo Hu was silent for a long time, and replied in a low voice: "...This subordinate is stupid."
Lu Xuandu's eyes sharpened slightly, and a dangerous look flashed across his eyes: "So, you are neither willing to kill Jidu, nor to complete the unfinished business?"
"Yes."
Lu Xuan returned to his original position, and he closed his eyes half-closed in silence for a long time, so long that Song Wu'an thought that he would be followed by thunderous wrath.Unexpectedly, about half a moment later, Lu Xuandu slowly opened his eyes, looked at Luo Hu, his tone was still calm: "Have you decided?"
"Yes."
Lu Xuandu nodded with a sleepy look: "The dossier will be sent by someone, you can go, you don't have to do anything, I will take care of it."
A gleam of joy slipped across Luo Hu's expression: "Thank you, landlord!"
"No need." Lu Xuan waved his hands expressionlessly: "I'm going to rest, you can do whatever you need to do."
Luo Hu nodded slightly, and was about to leave when Lu Xuandu suddenly said, "Tell Ji Du that the pot of lotus tip was given to him." Luo Hu was a little surprised, he nodded in a daze, not quite understanding why he would call himself Notify this matter to Jidu.
After Luo Hu left, a trace of weakness appeared on Lu Xuandu's face, and Song Wuan stretched out his hand to help him lie down: "Are you okay? Why do you have to be so brave?"
Lu Xuandu lay on the jade rabbit porcelain pillow, and laughed at himself: "Oh, you know, it's not easy to be the boss. If I show weakness, how can I convince everyone?" Like something, he smiled almost inexplicably.
Lu Xuandu's identity was really troublesome, Song Wuan was worried that others would decoct the medicine for him, and planned to help him decoct the medicine.Realizing that he was about to leave, Lu Xuan called out to him: "Wuan, can you stay with me for a while?"
Song Wuan felt the hairs on his back standing on end, his skin was covered in goosebumps from his tone, he turned around and looked at Lu Xuandu in puzzlement: "What's wrong with you?"
Lu Xuandu moved slowly and lay down on his side. His face was pale, the thin red at the end of his eyes became more and more vivid, and his pair of smoky eyes were particularly affectionate.
"Why do you always save me?"
Song Wuan was taken aback by his question, and subconsciously said: "You also saved me before. Without you, I would have been burnt to ashes."
"But you were shot by the arrow to save me."
"That's because you hurt your leg trying to save me."
Lu Xuandu's expression suddenly changed, and he said after a long time: "...how could you think of me so well? I didn't want to save you, but I didn't want to live."
But your worries back then were not fake.Song Wuan retorted in his heart, but for some reason he pressed the words firmly in his throat, instead he pursed his lips slightly, making a look of indifference: "In short, I don't like to owe others, Let’s take it as even.”
"It's even?" Lu Xuan smiled slyly: "Lu Mou doesn't like to owe others. It's no shame that Mou has the grace to save his life. If this is the case, Lu Mou can only agree with him."
The corners of Song Wu'an's mouth twitched. This wasn't the first time that Lu Xuandu said that he wanted to make a promise with his body, but he was really not interested in a troublesome spirit who was like heaven and earth.
"If you really want to repay me, why don't you promise to others with your body."
Lu Xuandu pretended to be surprised and said, "Is the benefactor trying to pimp you?" He covered half of his face shyly, only showing a pair of charming peach eyes, and said in a complacent tone, "I want to use Lu's appearance And figure, there must be an endless stream of benefactors."
Song Wu'an: "..." The showman came again.He raised the corners of his lips helplessly: "I'm going to decoct the medicine, it's getting late, you should sleep for a while first."
"Wu An—" Lu Xuandu stopped him again: "Aren't you really curious about how I will deal with this matter?"
Song Wuan turned his head and asked puzzledly: "Why should I be curious? This is the matter of the ancient building. How do you deal with it? What does it have to do with me?" I'm more curious about what you mean by suddenly mentioning Xiao Hejian."
Lu Xuandu didn't seem to expect him to be curious about this, but he didn't intend to go into details about it, he just said roughly: "This matter is related to an agreement." Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Song Wuan did not continue to ask further .
The following days when Lu Xuandu was recuperating from his injuries were always uneventful, no one came to make trouble, presumably Luo Hu was secretly suppressing the matter.
Lu Xuandu hid in the house almost every day, refusing to go out or let others in.The reconnected meridians were weak, and he couldn't even stand up in the first few days. When Song Wuan delivered the medicine, he saw him fall four times, and I don't know how many times he didn't see it.Later, Lu Xuan refused to let him in again, and only asked him to leave his things at the door.Song Wuan didn't disobey his wishes, and when Lu Xuan was willing to walk and sit in the courtyard, he was already acting as usual, and he didn't look like he was recovering from a serious injury or not being able to walk.
Song Wuan handed him the boiled tea soup, and Lu Xuandu looked at the green tea soup in the cup, took a sip slowly, and said with emotion: "The tea is good tea, but unfortunately the water is not good enough."
"How is your injury?"
"It's recovered a lot." Lu Xuan smiled, and the red mole on his lips sank into a pear vortex, like a peach blossom petal falling in a pond: "I never thought about it before. It was used on me."
"Probably you are destined for it." Song Wu'an looked down at the clay stove flickering with charcoal fire: "What is Lu's future plan?"
"Of course we should go back to Yangzhou first to deal with Luo Hu's matter. This matter should not be delayed for a long time, otherwise there may be other accidents."
Song Wulue nodded to show his understanding, and raised his glass to him from afar: "Bon voyage."
Lu Xuandu also toasted, he smiled and shook the teacup in his hand, with a carefree expression: "Has Wuan ever been to Yangzhou?"
Seeing his expression, Song Wuan straightened his back slightly, and immediately woke up: "I've been there. What's the matter?"
"Don't be nervous." Lu Xuan watched with great interest as he suddenly became vigilant like a cat, and couldn't help but comfort him: "I just want to ask if you want to go with me."
Song Wu'an frowned: "I'm planning to go back to Wuwu Mountain."
"Alright. After you go back, Wu'an can't take it lightly. One year later, on the third day of the seventh month, Mingxinyuan and Yangliuyu will fight. Don't forget." Lu Xuandu said casually: "Speaking of which, do you know Wei Yuzong? He seems to have something to do with this transaction, which is really embarrassing for Lu Mou." He looked at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes, making a very worried look.
"...What does Master Lu mean?"
Lu Xuandu smiled and said: "Lu wants to ask Wuan to make peace, if there is some misunderstanding and hurts each other, wouldn't it be a loss of peace?"
Song Wu'an smiled: "Since that's the case, I'll write a book for the second senior brother."
Lu Xuan pursed his lips, looked at Song Wuan pitifully, and began to act coquettishly and shamelessly: "Wuan come with me to Yangzhou, we can enjoy the mountains and rivers, enjoy the flower boats, and go to Yunfangzhai to eat Die Niangzi's snacks .Do you agree?"