Gong Ziyu said: "When you found me, you already knew the price of doing business with me. I told you that in addition to collecting money, I also like to listen to stories when doing business. So next, I hope that Mr. Qiu will Can tell a good story.”
"What a strange hobby." Mr. Qiu shook his head and said, "Do you treat every business the same way?"
"This varies from person to person, because not everyone's story can attract me." Gongziyu said: "Those businesses that make me curious, I will definitely find out personally. For example, why does Mr. Qiu spend money? Buy the lives of Li Yuansong and Huo Zhendong."
Mr. Qiu let out a breath, but said slowly without answering the question: "Your Excellency seems to be very interested in other people's secrets."
"This is one of the conditions for others to come to me to solve their troubles." Gong Ziyu said, "Didn't Mr. Qiu also agree to this condition?"
"As far as I know, in the business you are engaged in, the most basic rules are not to reveal the identity of the employer and not to ask about the reason for the sale, right?" Mr. Qiu stared at Gong Ziyu's face closely.
"Yes, Mr. Qiu is right, especially in the business of buying and selling human lives. That is indeed the most basic rule and principle." Gong Ziyu said: "But I am different from others. I have my own principles. Kill for money. Life is not a simple thing. Money is important, but it is even more important to earn money clearly. So my principle is to kill people clearly. If I do too much stupid business, I am afraid that one day I will do the same. Get into trouble with being confused.”
"It seems that your Excellency is not only attentive, but also cautious." Mr. Qiu couldn't help but sigh in admiration, "This is the first time I have seen such a special person like you."
"Isn't it because Mr. Qiu made a deal with me because of my specialness?" Gongzi Yu's expression remained calm.
"Interesting." Mr. Qiu chuckled and said, "But I believe that after you decided to take over this business, you must have gotten to know those two people quite well, right?"
Gong Ziyu nodded without hesitation and said: "Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you have a good chance of winning. If you want to keep your name, you must be prepared."
"So, do you think those two people should die?" Mr. Qiu's voice was a little chilly.
Gong Ziyu smiled calmly and said: "As an outsider, except for business, I have never been interested in commenting on others. But as a business, then they have damn reasons."
He paused and then said: "And this reason is the reason why Mr. Qiu wants them to die."
"Then can I understand that when you took over this business, you did not do it from the so-called moral standpoint?" Mr. Qiu's eyes suddenly became sharp.
Gong Ziyu shook his head: "I'm here to do business, not to be a hero. And the people I killed this time were two famous heroes, right?"
"What a hero!" Mr. Qiu slapped his thigh and said with a mocking look on his face: "Then I really want to know, how much do you know about these two heroes?"
Gong Ziyu replied meaningfully: "Is this the prerequisite for us to exchange secrets with each other?"
"Of course!" Mr. Qiu nodded and said, "I haven't spoken so much to anyone for a long time. Especially talking to you, I find it very interesting."
"Actually, the things that happened between Li and Huo are not a secret to me. Because as long as the truth can be found out, it is not a secret." Gong Ziyu put one hand on the stone table and tapped it lightly with his five fingers. , said: "Li Yuansong and Huo Zhendong are martial arts heroes on the surface, but they are very unclean behind the scenes. Although Li Yuansong lives in Changzhou, he has seventeen mansions in different places. He visits Huitong every year The bank accounted for at least 300,000 taels of silver. Although his wife knows how to do business, compared to that money, that woman's income is only a drop in the bucket."
Mr. Qiu said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the Iron Sword Hero, who has always been indifferent to fame and fortune, and is a chivalrous and righteous man, would actually be such a rich man. If you tell others about this, no one will believe it."
Gong Ziyu said, "Others may not believe it, but Mr. Qiu must have known about it for a long time, right?"
Mr. Qiu chuckled and didn't answer, but he didn't deny it either.
"Huo Zhendong of Thunder Fist is almost the same as Li Yuansong. In addition to the huge wealth of unknown origin, he has one more thing than Li Yuansong, that is, he likes women very much. In his secret residences, he keeps many different women. woman."
Mr. Qiu still smiled and said: "Huo Zhendong not only likes women, he also likes to kill women. His favorite thing to do is to strangle a woman to death when having sex with her, or use his best Thunder Fist to punch her. Hammered to death."
When he said such horrifying things, a blazing light seemed to flash in his eyes.
Although Gong Ziyu caught the change at that moment, his expression remained unchanged. He said: "In this way, Mr. Qiu obviously knows more about these two people than I do."
Mr. Qiu took a deep breath and said: "Almost no one can know these secrets of the two of them except themselves. But you are able to know the name of the planner in a short period of time. It is indeed well-deserved." He paused and then said: "I wonder if you, at this moment, have realized the sense of justice of being a hero who eliminates evil in the world?"
Gong Ziyu laughed and said: "I never thought I would become a hero. If it were so easy to become a hero, then Li Yuansong and Huo Zhendong would not become sanctimonious hypocrites. After all, being a hero also requires food."
"Sure enough!" Mr. Qiu smiled while stroking his hands, "So in your opinion, there may be no essential difference between a hero and a killer. They are all just for the sake of having enough to eat."
“Everything has its own way, it’s just that everyone is different.”
Mr. Qiu looked at Gong Ziyu and said, "So, what secret story do you want to get from me?"
"Of course it's a story about Mr. Qiu." Gong Ziyu said, "The person I'm most interested in now is you, Mr. Qiu."
Mr. Qiu reached out and touched the mask on his face. Half of his face became a little weird and cold, and he said, "If you really want to hear my secret, I'm afraid you will regret it."
Of course Gong Ziyu felt the warning in the other person's tone, but he didn't care. He still said with a calm expression: "Young Master Qiu has already said that I am not a timid person."
Mr. Qiu suddenly laughed and said: "Yes, if Mr. Gong Ziyu was a timid person, he wouldn't be sitting in front of me now. Although you know many people's secrets, I believe you must also be a capable person." Someone who keeps secrets from others.”
Gong Ziyu smiled and said nothing.
Mr. Qiu stopped chatting and went straight to the point, saying: "As Your Excellency said, I know Li Yuansong and Huo Zhendong very well. The reason why I know them is because we are originally in the same boat."
"Oh?" Gong Ziyu had a look of surprise on his face and said, "In that case, why did Mr. Qiu want to kill them again?"
Mr. Qiu stroked the mask on his face and sneered: "Because of the word hatred. Your Excellency is right, the reason why I want them to die is because I have enmity with them."
"In this case, then Young Master Qiu is not really Young Master Qiu." Gong Ziyu looked at his face and said, "Then who are you?"
Mr. Qiu gave a meaningful smile and said: "Didn't you already say it? A name is just a code name, maybe it's not that important. Besides, with your wisdom, I believe that after you hear my secret, you will soon know it." You can guess my identity."
Gong Ziyu's expression was a little more solemn. At this moment, he was quickly sorting out his thoughts, trying to find the closest answer from the other party's intentional or unintentional words.
Then he said: "Then based on my speculation, the hatred between you must not be an ordinary grudge, right?"
This sentence has no deeper meaning of probing, just to allow the other party to continue talking.
Mr. Qiu said coldly: "For a person who has died once, it is indeed a kind of hatred that can only be eliminated by death."
When Gong Ziyu heard this, many questions in his mind suddenly became clearer. He was almost able to determine the hidden identity of the mysterious masked man in front of him.
But he still needs further confirmation, so the next story of the other party is particularly important. So he said seriously: "So, the story between Mr. Qiu and the two of them must be very exciting."
"Since I agreed to your conditions, I will naturally satisfy you now." Mr. Qiu sneered, "Now I will let you know why I hate them so much."
After Mr. Qiu finished speaking, there was still a sneer on his lips, and then he slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing his face, a face without any obstruction.
When Gong Ziyu saw the face behind the mask embroidered with the Bianhua flower, even though he was as deep-tempered as the sea, he couldn't help but feel a sudden twitch in his heart.
The face behind the half mask is no longer a human face to be precise. There was no smooth skin on that half of the face, only the charred flesh and blood were twisted and intertwined. It was like half a skeleton. It formed a horrifying and vicious contrast with the other half of the handsome face that could not be described in words.
Gong Ziyu saw this and was speechless for a moment.
In the face of Gong Ziyu's very surprised look, Mr. Qiu pulled open the front of his chest, and saw that the chest that should have been very generous was also scorched black and sunken, and the white bones loomed with dark red in the scorched black. It is the color of skin that has shrunk and rolled.
Half of his face and his entire chest looked as terrifying as if they had been burned by fire.
If that were the case, what kind of indescribable pain would it be?
Even the three women behind Mr. Qiu couldn't help but have a flash of fear in their eyes at this moment, but they remained silent.
Gong Ziyu's heart sank.
Mr. Qiu looked at him and smiled again. But now, when his smile is connected to that face that looks like a human and a ghost, there is something strange about it. He sneered as he put on the Higanhua mask again and closed his clothes again.
After a while, he regained his appearance as a handsome young man with jade trees in the wind.
Gong Ziyu moved slightly, but still didn't speak.
Mr. Qiu drank another glass of wine slowly, then looked at Mr. Yu and said, "How do you feel after seeing my true appearance?"
Gong Ziyu was silent for a moment and then replied: "I feel that Mr. Qiu must be in pain."
"Yes, I am indeed in pain." Mr. Qiu's eyes flashed coldly, and half of his face was filled with burning hatred, "If I die, then these will be nothing, but now I am still alive, so this That’s what hurts me the most!”
He was absolutely right. No matter who he was, if he looked worse than Pan An, and finally encountered such disfigurement and harm to his body, it would undoubtedly be an extremely painful thing.
"And the reason why I am what I am today is thanks to Li Yuansong and Huo Zhendong!" Mr. Qiu said through gritted teeth: "Do you think they should die?"
Gong Ziyu muttered: "If it were me, I would definitely seek revenge on them."
"It's a pity that even though they are both dead now, I am still in pain." Mr. Qiu said with pain in his voice. He stroked the Bianhua mask, and the veins on the back of his hand were exposed due to the exertion. He said bitterly: "Because of the two of them. Life can't be exchanged for my face! When I think about how I can only live wearing a mask from now on, I wish I could kill myself too!" His voice was low, as if there was a ferocious beast roaring in his throat.
"With such deep hatred, why doesn't Mr. Qiu go to them personally to avenge them? Wouldn't it be more satisfying if he could kill them with his own hands?" Gong Ziyu calmed down and asked.
Mr. Qiu breathed out and said coldly: "Of course I thought about killing them personally. But the two of them are martial arts heroes, and they are surrounded by so-called decent helpers. Besides, with my ability, I can't kill them at all. ." There was unwilling anger in his tone.
"That's why you thought of assassination, and you must let them die when they are most proud and glorious." Gong Ziyu said: "So you found Wenfeng Villa, found the old man who raised pigeons, and finally found me."
"That's right. I want the two of them to die, and they must die in front of all his relatives and friends, and they must die very ugly." Mr. Qiu let out a deep laugh from his throat, and then he looked at Gong Ziyu and continued: " Nowadays, the most complete and reliable information in the Jianghu world comes from Wenfeng Villa. It is said that in the trade of human lives in the Jianghu world, most of the top killers come from the 'Red Mansion', and the top middlemen come from Wenfeng Villa. That one The old man who raises pigeons recommends him personally, and he must be good. Of course, judging from the current results, although he charges an expensive price, he is worth the high price."
When Young Master Yudao heard about "Red Mansion" and Wenwenfeng Villa, his calm expression became a little solemn for the first time.
The "Red Mansion" is the most rigorous killer organization in the world today. They have networked most of the top killers in the world and ranked them, naming them the "Black List." The Red Mansion is the purest killing organization. As long as you can afford enough money, they can kill anyone, whether they are relatives of the emperor or martial arts masters, and they can kill no matter how difficult it is to kill. Among them, the killers on the black list are even more terrifying. Once someone is targeted by a killer on the black list, it will be like gangrene in the bones. No matter who he is, he will be hunted endlessly and will not die. endlessly. Therefore, there is a saying circulating in the world today: "Red buildings and black lists are difficult for the King of Hell to control."
Wenfeng Villa is a place that specializes in buying and selling all kinds of information about the world. Wenfeng Villa only sells information. They have the most comprehensive information network in the world. If someone wants to know about another person, as long as they can afford the price, Wenfeng Villa can tell the target what time it is every morning. When you get up, what tea you drank after breakfast, when you took a nap and when you went to the toilet, how many bowls of rice you had for dinner, how many times you got up in the middle of the night, etc. All relevant information is collected accurately, even if you want to know what this person was twenty years ago. They can also find clues to some things. The owner of Wenfeng Villa is an old man who raises many pigeons. His surname is Ge, so he is called Mr. Pigeon. It is said that the pigeons released by Mr. Ge every morning can cover half of the sky in Wenfeng Villa. And those pigeons will fly back every evening, and they will also bring back information about all the big and small things that happened in the world that day.
Wenfeng Villa's informants are all over the world, and those people are all "pigeons" raised by pigeons. Therefore, the intelligence information sold at Wenfeng Villa is very expensive, and not everyone can walk into Wenfeng Villa casually. Gong Ziyu remembered what he said, "Do you know why the information I have here is more expensive? Because it is really expensive to feed so many pigeons."
In order to take revenge, Mr. Qiu found Mr. Ge and bought information about a person from him, and that person was Gong Ziyu. He needs someone who can perfectly plan and implement his revenge plan, and obviously the person recommended to him by Mr. Ge is Gong Ziyu.
Because Gong Ziyu is the most reputable middleman in the world today, and he is also a very strange and special middleman.
Gong Ziyu mused: "Mr. Ge from Wenfeng Villa has never been easy to meet people, but Mr. Qiu not only met him in person, but also received his personal recommendation. It seems that Mr. Qiu must not be an ordinary person in the world. And you have put a lot of thought into what you want to do." Mr. Qiu said calmly: "Actually, I am the same as you, when I decide to do something, I am always very cautious. As for my identity, I guess you already have a certain answer in your mind now." Gong Ziyu touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "I am indeed somewhat sure, but until final confirmation, I will keep the answer in my heart The answer." He suddenly sighed softly and continued: "Master Qiu said that he has always been very cautious, but from what I have seen and heard now, I feel that Master Qiu is not cautious enough."
Mr. Qiu squinted one eye and said with interest: "Oh? How can you see it?"
"If Mr. Qiu was a cautious enough person, then you would definitely not be what you are now." Gong Ziyu did not shy away from the hurtful meaning of his words towards that person, and continued: "So I am guessing, before you So you fell into the hands of Li Yuansong and Li Yuansong, so you must have fallen into their trap, right?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Qiu suddenly clenched his hands into fists, and his ten fingers suddenly made crackling sounds. Gong Ziyu's words had obviously touched the most painful memories in his heart, just like scales against his skin.
His eyes were cold. He suddenly felt that the person in front of him was very annoying.
Gong Ziyu spoke again: "What kind of grudges made two heroes of the world do such terrible things to Mr. Qiu?"
"Since you are so curious, I will tell you."
Mr. Qiu took a long breath, forcing himself to calm down his excitement, and then began to tell his story in a calm tone: "Two years ago, when I was working in Jiangnan, I happened to be met by Li Yuansong and Huo Zhendong. To be honest, Li Yuansong's swordsmanship is very ruthless and powerful. I was captured by one enemy and two missed. The two of them wanted to take my life. When I was desperate, I had to take a gamble and told them that if they could let me go this time, , I would give them a huge sum of gold and silver in return. At that time, I had no choice but to make a desperate move. I thought that the two famous heroes would definitely not agree. I never thought that they would agree after hesitating for a while. But except for In addition to gold and silver, they also have another condition, that is, they must cooperate with me, and no matter what they need me to do in the future, I must agree, otherwise they will kill me immediately." He murmured, his tone full of unwillingness Humiliated, I heard him say harshly: "In order to survive, I can only agree. Unexpectedly, Huo Zhendong took out a pill and forced me to take it. It was a poison. I must take the antidote every three months, otherwise I will die." It will corrode my bones and break my heart and I will die. I never thought that the two of them, as martial arts heroes, would use such vicious and despicable methods to make me succumb. But at that time, I was restrained and could not resist, so I had to swallow the poison. Thinking of the situation at that time, It was truly the most humiliating time in my life, and every time I think about it, I can’t help but want to tear them both into pieces!”
Young Master Yu's expression remained unchanged and he listened quietly.
"Since then, the two of them have come to me from time to time, passed on some information to me, and asked me to steal treasures for them and kidnap other people's wives and daughters. I don't know how much they have done to achieve their goals. They commit murder and arson, so they have huge sums of money in their account every year. But no one would know that these things were actually done by two righteous heroes. Because they hide it almost perfectly, and they are famous gentlemen, so from now on No one has doubted them." Mr. Qiu talked about the unbearable past. Although the two people in the story were now dead, he still hated them extremely.
Mr. Qiu continued: "After more than a year, they saw that I was very obedient, so they became less wary of me, so sometimes they would invite me to their secret meetings, so Huo Zhendong had to kill me." I saw women's hobbies with my own eyes. Later, during a secret meeting, I pretended to be drunk and learned from the conversation between the two of them that they had joined a secret organization, and the name of that organization was 'Holy Tradition'. Secretly collecting money just for that mysterious organization..."
"Holy biography?" When Gong Ziyu heard these two, he couldn't help but suddenly interrupted Qiu Gongzi's words.
"Yes, it's the Holy Legend." Mr. Qiu smiled coldly and said, "With your knowledge, you must have heard of this name before, right?"
"Demon Cult!"
Gong Ziyu slowly spit out two words from his lips.
