Mr. Zhao was locked in a pretty spacious house, and the food was good. There were wine and meat in every meal. If you left the freedom aside, it would be quite comfortable.

However, the birds in the cage are always different from those that fly freely in the blue sky. At least, spiritually, freedom gives the indulgence of thought. Even if they fly to the gun of the hunter, they are happy in the moment before death.

And Mr. Zhao was not happy at all.

The door of the room is made of ordinary wooden boards. It seems that you can easily walk out with just a gentle push from Mr. Zhao. However, he knew that this simple wooden door was probably the most solid door in the world.

Because, he knew even more that he might be safe and sound when he stayed here. If he took a step forward, no one could guarantee his safety.

The wooden door creaked softly and was pushed open, and Bai Yongyuan walked in slowly with his hands on his back.

Then, Bai Yongyuan moved a chair and sat down, and said to Mr. Zhao with a smile: "My grandpa, are you still used to it?"

Mr. Zhao didn't say anything, sat cross-legged on the collapse, looking at his eyes, nose and heart, as if an old monk had entered into meditation.

Bai Yongyuan smiled faintly and said, "Old man, in fact, I am a very soft-hearted person. Although your Zhao family has killed a lot of me, I believe that your difficulties are your unscrupulous ones. I don't plan to delve into it. Of course, this is conditional, as long as you have to agree to something with me. Then, if you don't investigate the past, we are our own family."

Mr. Zhao said coldly: "Boss Bai, what did you say? My Zhao family killed your people?"

Bai Yongyuan said lightly: "Old man, it basically makes no sense to say this now. I don't like nonsense either. I just want to know your reply."

Mr. Zhao said: "What are your conditions?"

Bai Yongyuan said slowly: "Submit to King Anxi."

Mr. Zhao was slightly stunned, as if he had never expected this to be the result, and pondered: "What if I don't agree?"

Bai Yongyuan stood up and said lightly: "Don't be anxious first, please think carefully before telling me."

As he spoke, he turned around and left.

Mr. Zhao was stunned and couldn't help but take it for granted that since it was a negotiation, he had a lot of patience and perseverance to grind his teeth with his opponent. However, Boss Bai seemed very impatient, but he seemed to be almost unwilling to talk to him, and even was too lazy to communicate with him through interests to convince him.

What's going on?

Mr. Zhao was a little puzzled.

In fact, the Zhao family, including Bai Yongyuan, are more depressed than Mr. Zhao.

Because, when the Bai family was about to launch a full-scale attack on the Zhao family, the King of Anxi suddenly sent someone to send an order, and the old man Zhao could not be touched.

It is not difficult to understand the significance of this. King Anxi is planning to recruit the Zhao family.

Bai Chusheng, the third uncle of the Bai family, was the most sad. His two sons were killed. He said to his elder brother, Mr. Bai indignantly: "Brother, can we just kill us in the Zhao family?"

Mr. Bai remained silent.

Uncle Bai Si said: "Third brother, this revenge in the Zhao family cannot be erased no matter what. Unless I, Bai Chujie, die, otherwise, but if I have a breath, my son Yongcheng will never die in vain. This account will be back from the Zhao family sooner or later."

Uncle Bai San sneered and said coldly: "Fourth, you must be clear that once the Zhao family is included in the camp of Anxi King and becomes the so-called family, Anxi King will never allow us to attack the Zhao family."

"So," he smiled sinisterly and said, "To get back what we deserve, we have to do something before they promise. It is best to destroy the Zhao family and make them lose value in front of King Anxi."

Uncle Bai Si looked at Bai Yongyuan and said, "Yongyuan, what do you think?"

Bai Yongyuan pondered and said, "My nephew is considering that because the grudge between us and the Zhao family is known to King Anxi. If his instructions are not released, it may be easy to deal with. However, now, if we take action against the Zhao family, it is very likely that King Anxi will give us the idea of ​​being jealous of us and deliberately exclude and suppress the Zhao family, which will be extremely unfavorable to us. However, the three brothers who were killed must not be revenged, but it is a bit embarrassing."

Bai Yongzhen said: "Brother, can you hire experts from the martial arts world again to clean up the Zhao family?"

Bai Yongyuan said lightly: "I'm afraid this won't work. Although Zhao Jiaye's martial arts are not as good as Zhao Jiafeng, he is definitely a top-notch master. How can he be his opponent in ordinary martial arts masters?"

Bai Yongzhen said: "Brother, I heard of such a killer in the world. He has been in the industry for several years and is a professional killer. He has undertaken countless businesses and has never missed records. However, his asking price is high and it is discouraging."

Uncle Bai raised his eyebrows and said, "Yongzhen, what you said is Mu Qiangnong, the legendary disciple of the Master Mo Jian?"

Bai Yongzhen nodded and said, "It's him."

Uncle Bai Er said: "I think you can give it a try."

Bai Yongyuan looked at his father, Mr. Bai, and said, "Dad, what do you mean?"

Mr. Bai sighed and said, "I'm old, you can make a decision."

Bai Yongyuan nodded slightly and said, "Okay, dad, I know what to do."

Mu Qiangnong couldn't help but sigh that it was the capital city, and it was indeed a crouching tiger and hidden dragon. He entered the capital after dark, so he found an inn for dinner, took a shower, and just as he was about to sleep comfortably, the door was knocked on, and then he saw a strange young man in black shirt.

The young man in black clothes went straight into the house, looking confident, as if this was his home. Then he sat down with a golden sword and said to Mu Qiangnong: "You are Mu Qiangnong, right?"

Mu Qiangnong said: "I am. Who is your Excellency?"

The young man in black shirt said: "It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I have brought you a business."

Mu Qiangnong said: "Oh?"

The young man in black took out a national silver note and a note with a name written from his arms and pushed it to Mu Qiangnong.

Mu Qiangnong glanced at it and the silver bill was worth 5,000 taels of silver, and the three words on the note were: Zhao Jiaye.

Mu Qiangnong looked back and forth between the silver notes and the notes, then suddenly laughed and said, "Your Excellency, the life value of the second son of the Zhao family is only worth this? Just kidding, right?"

The young man in black shirt said slowly: "Of course it's not all. This is just paying a deposit first. After the matter is completed, there should be a good reward."

Mu Qiangnong said: "I wonder how heavy the 'high reward' is?"

The young man in black shirt said: "At least, twice that of this number."

Mu Qiangnong said: "That is, 15,000 taels of silver?"

The young man in green nodded slightly and said, "With today's market conditions, this price can be said to be a sky-high price."

Mu Qiangnong said lightly: "The market is the market, but it also varies from person to person. You must know that Zhao Jiaye is a tough tough guy. I dare say that there are definitely no more than five people who can take over this life. Therefore, from a certain perspective, the difficulty and price increase in proportion to the price."

The young man in black shirt thought for a while and said, "So, according to Mr. Mu, what price is more suitable?"

Mu Qiangnong stretched out a slap.

fifty thousand!

The young man in black was silent.

Mu Qiangnong said: "If you can't make the decision, come and have someone who can talk."

The young man in black shirt said, "Can Mr. Mu allow me to go back and then reply to you?"

Mu Qiangnong said: "It's up to you."

"Fifty thousand?!" Mr. Bai was furious, "It's better to go and grab it!"

Mr. Bai said: "Fifty thousand taels of silver can hire ten first-class experts. Can ten first-class experts not compare to one wood strong farmer?"

Mr. Bai said coldly: "However, some things are not as simple as one plus one equals two. Just like a group of lambs, they cannot defeat a fierce wolf. In fact, on the day of Zhao Jiafeng's funeral, eight first-class masters threw half of them away after just one meeting with Zhao Jiaye. It can be imagined that Zhao Jiaye's swordsmanship is so fast that it will definitely not be much inferior to Zhao Jiafeng."

Bai Yongyuan nodded and said, "My second uncle is right, so I suspect that the murderer who killed my three brothers is Zhao Jiaye."

Mr. Bai sighed and said, "Forget it, 50,000 is 50,000."

Bai Yongyuan said to the young man in black, "Asheng, please reply to him."

The young man in black shirt said, "Okay, the eldest son."

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Chapter completed!