Leng Shiqi''s task is to assassinate Bao Pengyi, the leader of the three knives Association, who faces Shangyang city in the East.
The main reason why he took this task was that it was very close. Shangyang city was the small city next to Yinfeng mountain, only tens of miles away.
Bao Pengyi, the target of the assassination, is the cultivation of the eighth floor of the spirit realm. Although Leng Shiqi is only the fifth floor of the spirit realm, he still has some confidence.
The Sandao society is not a spiritual sect, but a market gang in Shangyang city. Although Bao Pengyi is a leader, he is still a casual practitioner without guidance. Both his skills and spiritual skills are far inferior to those of the disciples of the spiritual sect.
In particular, cold seventeen, who has several kinds of skills and a lot of spiritual skills in the great perfect realm, is by no means worse than the scattered cultivation on the eighth floor of the spiritual realm!
Moreover, the reward for this task is also good. There are all kinds of miraculous stones and pills, and there are 50 blood drops, so Leng Shiqi thinks this task is very suitable for him.
When he tore off the task, he immediately felt dozens of eyes on him.
Leng seventeen turned around, and those people also took back their eyes, which made him feel a little strange.
Then he shook his head gently and prepared to do the task.
After Leng 17 left here, dozens of people there immediately hummed and muttered.
"Who is this man? He looks strange."
"I know. He came with fan Zhengchu yesterday and went to see Da Ge Ling."
"Hmm? Dage showed him? It seems that this person''s identity is not simple."
"I guess it may be from the general cabinet."
"Hum, I was sent down. I''m afraid I made some mistakes in the general Pavilion."
"No wonder he took Bao Pengyi''s task. He was young and ignorant."
"Hey, hey, this task is so well paid, but no one has taken it for so long. He dares to take it."
"It seems that he has never inquired about Bao Pengyi''s turtle grandson. I''m afraid he''s going to eat a flat."
"Whatever he does."
Leng seventeen certainly didn''t know that someone was talking about him behind his back. After taking the task and registering, he set out towards Shangyang city with a spirit sword on his back and a machete on his waist.
He ran at full speed. He met a small town and bought a horse to continue on his way. When he arrived at Shangyang City, it was already dark and the city gate had been closed.
Cold seventeen had no choice but to use the hand of the earth to sneak into the city. It was a pity that his horse was lost soon after he bought it.
After entering the city, he walked on the empty street, then picked up a map and came to a coffin shop according to the map.
"Dong Dong Dong..."
Cold seventeen knocked on the door according to the strange law. After a while, there came a curse, "what''s the knock in the dark? I''m in a hurry to buy myself a coffin!"
The door opened a crack and revealed a black-and-white head with a moustache.
Cold seventeen kept silent, took out his waist token, shook it and put it away.
The man immediately looked around and immediately led Leng 17 in.
"Maocai has seen the emissary in black." the man bowed.
Leng Shiqi looked at the man. The man was short and his eyes narrowed into a seam. He looked like a financial fan. He looked only forty or fifty years old, but his back was bent and a little shorter than Leng seventeen, who was thirteen or fourteen years old.
This person is the informant of blood clothes Pavilion who is responsible for transmitting information in Shangyang city. Anyone who performs tasks near Shangyang city can ask him for some information.
Of course, it''s paid.
While you receive the task, the information in the task will only have some superficial intelligence.
For example, Leng Shiqi''s mission is to assassinate Bao Pengyi of the Sandao society, but there is no such thing as how powerful the Sandao society is, how many guards Bao Pengyi has around him, and what he is good at.
If Leng seventeen wants to successfully complete the task, he must collect enough intelligence, so he found this maocai.
He said bluntly, "I need information from Sandao club and Bao Pengyi."
"The envoy will wait a moment, and the villain will go back." Mao Cai said with a low eyebrow and sleepy eyes, then turned and turned into another room.
However, when Mao Cai came out with several volumes of information, he picked up one of them and said, "this information records the general information of various small gangs in Shangyang City, including the three knife club.
The envoy is the first time to come here. The intelligence villain presents it with both hands. "
Leng Shiqi looked at maocai with great interest and said, "OK, I''ll take this. You can quote for the rest."
"Hey, hey, let''s listen to the villains. This is all the information of the leaders of the three sabres club from top to bottom, including their residence, accomplishments and cultivation skills. Only one spirit stone is needed.
Here are Bao Pengyi''s detailed materials. The price is two spirit stones. "
Hearing this, Leng Shiqi frowned. The price of these information was a little beyond his imagination. Originally, he thought he could buy intelligence with some gold and silver, but he didn''t expect to use the spirit stone?
If he buys these two pieces of information, he will spend three spirit stones.
However, as a killer in black, his monthly salary is only five spirit stones!
If that''s the case, do the black killers have to paste upside down when they do two tasks?
Cold seventeen''s eyes narrowed and a trace of cold air came out.
This is the real cold air emanating from the foot of the cold seventeen, which suddenly makes the temperature in the house drop sharply.
Mao Cai could not help shivering and said, "go up, go up, why is this!"
"Well, if I ask, is it true that I am young and ignorant? I think the eye liner of Yangcheng can be done well for individuals." cold seventeen said coldly, with the right hand holding the knife handle of the waist Scimitar and slowly pulling out a knife edge.
"Please forgive me, please forgive me." Mao Cai felt Leng Shiqi''s real killing intention, and immediately ''Putong'' knelt down on the ground and begged for mercy.
Cold seventeen blade pulled out more.
"Don''t, don''t, don''t, don''t. all the intelligence villains are given to the envoy for free!"
"That''s OK." Leng Shiqi loosened the handle of the knife and took back the chill. "You''re in this business. How can I ask for your things for nothing? I''ll quote you as much as I should sell. I won''t lose you a penny."
Mao Cai wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "envoy, just give me 300 Liang silver for these two pieces of information."
"Really? So cheap?"
Leng Shiqi knows that a spirit stone in this world can be said to be worth thousands of gold. Maocai just asked for three spirit stones, but now it only costs 300 liang of silver, which is equivalent to a drop of 100 times!
It can be seen that maocai was really a lion just now!
"Villains dare not deceive the envoy again!"
"I''ll believe you once, and I''ll take both of them." Leng 17 said and took out three hundred Liang silver notes from his arms, which was prepared for him by Wu Xiang in a mustard bag.
"This..." Mao Cai''s eyes lit up as soon as he saw the silver ticket, but his two small eyes glanced at Leng 17 from time to time, looking a little hesitant.
Cold seventeen handed the silver ticket directly and said, "you deserve it. Take it."
"Ouch, thank you, thank you!" Mao Cai happily took the silver note. Seeing that Leng Shiqi was going to leave, he hurried to say:
"Shangshi, I have another service here. I don''t know if Shangshi is interested?"
Leng Shiqi stopped at his feet and said, "tell me."
"Hey hey, the envoy should deal with Bao Pengyi. The villain grew up in Shangyang city and knows the terrain of the city like the back of his hand. The villain can design a perfect retreat plan for the envoy!
It''s just, this, hey hey. "Mao Cai rubbed his thumb and index finger, and the meaning was obvious.
However, Leng seventeen simply refused, and then pushed the door out.
Mao Cai''s face sank instantly and muttered to himself, "where''s the hairy boy? What''s his prestige? At least he was hacked to death by the people of the three sabres club!"
He said and saw the silver note in his hand. His face was immediately covered with a smile. "Even the information on that rotten street can sell 300 Liang. Ha ha, it''s still too young."