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Four hundred and fortieth chapters boring thing

"What's wrong?"

Seeing her like this, Li Gen knew something was wrong, so he asked impatiently.

The female shopkeeper hesitated for a moment and finally sighed: "The three guests are a step late. The best silver hook snapper in our restaurant is only prepared one serving every day. I have been ordered just now."

Li Gen suddenly calmed down and squinted his eyes and said, "Then let's go to something else!"

"To be honest, the best food in Dongsheng Building is only one serving every day, and it was ordered by the guests at the previous table. If you want to eat it, you can only order it once!"

The female shopkeeper seemed to have made a great decision to tell the matter outright.

She thought Li Gen would get angry, but she found that the other party did not, and instead laughed.

"Planning to me? Qingluan, kill her!"

Li Gen laughed and suddenly ordered coldly.

The beautiful girl who had been silent all the time, instantly turned into the best killer, but she didn't see any moves. The female shopkeeper who was shocked fell to the ground and died.

Wang Yu, who was beside him, could see clearly that Qingluan opened her lips with extremely subtle movements, spit out a silver needle, and penetrated into the female shopkeeper's neck.

The diners present had some thoughts about her. Seeing that the female shopkeeper was killed, no one dared to speak, but instead panicked and prepared to escape.

After a panic, the lobby, which was already crowded, became deserted, and only a few guys were hiding in the corner and trembling.

"Why did you kill her?"

Wang Yu asked in confusion.

Li Gen turned his head and looked over with a smile, and said softly: "Are you guessing?"

He looked very ungrateful, but he didn't mean to ask Wang Yu to answer. He explained to himself, "This woman is not kind and wants to treat me as a gun to deal with someone. I don't blame her for having this courage, but since she has been seen through, she must be prepared to pay the price."

"What if you guess wrong?" Wang Yu said in a voice without any ups and downs.

Li Gen curled his lips, "If you are wrong, you are just a pariah. If I kill you, who can do anything to me?"

The indifference to human life revealed in words has obviously formed a deeply rooted concept, which cannot be formed in a day or two.

But it is precisely because of this performance that Wang Yu has made him more determined, but the way of doing things needs to be changed.

It would be too much to let him join forces to oppress the people. Why not attack these nobles?

Wang Yu suddenly wanted to see what the untouchables in their mouths would be like when they put a knife around these people's necks.

Seeing that he was silent, Li Gen laughed and was about to say something when a sword light suddenly appeared in the lobby.

The person holding the sword stabbed Li Gen with determination and tragic despair.

Faced with the attack, the second young master of the Li family did not react at all, and even showed an interesting smile.

Qingluan, who was prepared, made a move in an instant. She saw her figure move and appear in front of her young master. Then she stretched out her white fingers and pinched the tip of the sword at the right speed and time.

With a tingling sound, Qingluan used force to force her fingers, and a slight green light shone out from her fingertips, and she cut off the sword in an instant.

Clamping the broken sword tip between her fingers, she chuckled softly and said, "Give it back to you!"

It seemed like a flash of lightning flashed through the void. Before the assassin could react, he was shot in the arm and fell to the ground.

If Qingluan hadn't wanted to live, she would have gone to the throat.

Li Gen slowly walked to the assassin who was falling to the ground and vomiting blood, and took off the ridiculous monkey-face mask on the man's face.

A very young face was revealed.

This is a very ordinary boy who doesn't even look at him in the crowd.

"Why do you assassinate me?" Li Gen said in a very gentle tone.

The young assassin spit out bloody saliva and flew towards Li Gen's face.

His face suddenly became gloomy, and then he avoided his saliva in an extremely strange posture.

"You are asking for death? I tell you, it's very difficult."

Li Gen waved his hand and signaled Qingluan to completely control him. Then he turned to look at Wang Yu, "I'm sorry, Brother Wang, it seems that we won't be able to eat this meal."

Wang Yu shook his head and didn't say anything. He hesitated to think whether he should take action now or wait until he finds the next home before using this guy's head as a vote.

It's summer now, and your head will easily become stinky after being closed for a long time.

Fortunately, he didn't think about it for long, and an old man slowly walked in outside the gate of Dongsheng Building.

When Li Gen saw him, he was immediately happy, and it was the kind from the heart.

Just like a tiger who had been hungry for many days, suddenly seeing the fat lamb, her eyes were almost green.

"It can be considered to have led you out, the leader of the Red Army!"

Li Gen said as he turned to Wang Yu and thanked him: "Brother Wang, you are really my deputy general. I have been looking for this old guy for a few days, but I didn't expect to meet him in Qingping County. Hahaha, God is really helping me."

"Uh? Who is he?"

Wang Yu asked curiously.

Li Gen was in a good mood, so he quickly gave an explanation, "The untouchables formed a red army and wanted to resist the rule of the king, and this old man was the current commander."

It turns out he was the leader of the rebels?

Wang Yu's eyes lit up. When he was sleepy, someone gave him a pillow. Isn't this the subordinate he wanted the most?

He looked at the old man carefully for a while, and then he retracted his gaze with reluctance.

This is a very ordinary old man, with dark skin, his trouser legs rolled up at his knees, and there is even a lot of mud under his feet, as if he had just returned from the field.

He is clearly an ordinary commoner, who can connect him with another layer of identity?

When the young assassin saw the old man, he was immediately excited. Unfortunately, Qingluan sealed his mute hole just now. At this time, he could only roar in vain, but could not make any sound.

However, judging from his appearance, one can imagine his annoyance and self-blame.

Seeing him like this, the old man looked at the body of the female shopkeeper on the ground and sighed with regret, "The Black Butterfly died a little worthless. You shouldn't test it rashly. After all, they are the second son of the Li family, and they are smart and clever, so you can't compare to them."

The assassin boy's eyes kept flowing out, and then he knocked his head on the ground, one by one, and another, very hard.

"Xiao Yunzi, are you ready to be cracked by the king's car?"

Li Gen patted the palm of his hand with a folding fan, his eyes full of the meaning of being determined.

"Oh, I'm old, it doesn't matter whether I die or live. My inheritance is still there. One day, someone will stand up and overthrow King Zheng's brutal rule."

"Hahaha, inheritance? As long as you catch you, are those little things still far away?"
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