Shi Ya followed the mysterious old man into a remote alley.

At this time, he also saw that the old man was holding a broken bowl with several gaps in his left hand under his sleeve. He looked like an old beggar common on the street.

The two walked to the end of the low alley before the old man stood still.

"Young man, generally speaking, you are desperate for this matter. But now, luckily, you met me."

"Why..." Shi Ya listened to his tone and inexplicably ignited a sense of hope, "Do you borrow money too? Will the interest... be lower than there?"

The old man smiled mysteriously: "We don't need interest."

“We don’t even need you to repay the principal.”

Shi Ya was stunned. If he was still happy about the old man's words at first, but without repayment of loans, it would be a scam no matter how he heard it.

"Is this... meant I was giving me some money in vain? But... there is no lunch in the world!"

The old man listened to what he said, leaning on a crutch, his body trembled slightly, and made a burst of harsh laughter like a crow.

"Haha, you understand this sentence, that's easy to say. We will indeed give you a lot of money, enough to pay for medical expenses, but that's not lending you, but rewarding you."

"It is for you to pay for us to kill people."

Like a bolt from the blue, Shi Ya's face turned pale in an instant.

"Kill...kill people? How can this work? I have never killed anyone! No... it's not this problem, it's because I can't kill people!"

"What's wrong?" The old man took a step closer to him aggressively. "This is the world. If he doesn't die, your family will die. Do you want your family to die for someone you don't know?"

"But..." Shi Ya was at a loss, "This...is still not possible. Can you change the conditions?"

For a high-level student who abides by laws and regulations, he always felt that those murders and deaths were far away from him. Now suddenly there was a person who said casually, asking him to kill people for them... He spoke "killing" tone, as if he just took a sip of cold water... Shi Ya's back felt cold. Who did he meet inadvertently? They were not a large criminal gang, right?

The old man looked at his fearful expression as if he was enjoying a very wonderful comedy. He grinned, revealing a slightly yellowed teeth, and his smile was as gloomy as if poison was flowing.

"You think about it yourself. If you have done it, you can come here to find me in the evening. If you don't come, I will think you have refused."

"Anyway, remember," he approached Shiya again, "Since we can afford to pay, we will not be able to find someone who is willing to do things. We are not necessarily you, but you are not necessarily us."

...

The last sentence kept echoing in Shi Ya's mind.

Indeed, it is not them who have no choice but themselves.

However, as long as there is still a little chance, he will never be willing to kill someone! If he kills someone, he will become a criminal, and all his future and hope will be over! If he has to kill someone, he would rather go back and borrow usury! But...

With chaotic thoughts, Shi Ya has been wandering the street for a long time.

It was not until night fell that he truly realized that there would be no turning point like a fairy tale that he returned to the clinic in a mess.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he saw several medical staff pushing stretcher trucks running back and forth in the corridor. His parents were also lying on two of the stretcher trucks!

"What are you doing?" Shi Ya rushed over and shouted anxiously.

Standing next to the stretcher truck was a female nurse in her forties. She was wearing a bun with a look that looked mean. Her eyebrows were tall, her lips were bright red, and her face was as white as if she had been painted with paint. Seeing Shi Ya, she pursed her thin lips and walked over with the record book.

"You came back just in time. The chairman of Wanhai Consortium was ill and needed hospitalization. Now Wanhai has already booked the entire clinic because their chairman doesn't like to see idle people waiting. You should take your family away as well."

Although Shi Ya has seen all the cold eyes of others these days, the public expulsion of the clinic still caused the blue veins on his forehead to emerge: "This... isn't this bullying? Now it's dark and lit, where are we going?"

Looking at the head nurse's lofty posture, Shi Ya's body lowered again. He knew that he had no money, so he did not have the capital to vent his anger.

"Please..." Shi Ya lowered her head and begged bitterly, "Please... I am really tight at the moment, but I will definitely find a way to pay the medical expenses. Please don't drive us away..."

The head nurse didn't even bother to look at him directly, leaving him with a cold glance. The unconcealed contempt seemed to be looking at a beggar.

"Don't you even have to pay the bed fee? Then you can't afford the subsequent fees. We use all the best medicines here! If you have a full-body examination, I won't forget to pay for any complicated fees. In short, you can leave quickly and don't waste time with us. Just find a small clinic, just make do with it if you die or live, ah."

Shi Ya wanted to ask again, but the head nurse suddenly glanced up and down and said, "Hey, are you still a student?"

Shi Ya heard her tone change and thought she was deliberately giving her gratitude to herself, so she nodded quickly. Who knew that what she got was a more contemptuous ridicule: "That's that she doesn't even have a basic income, so what are you going to make up for money?"

On the stretcher truck next to him, Shi Ya's parents were covered with tubes. The medical staff were roughly dismantling the medical equipment. Even unconsciously, the two old men made low hums of discomfort.

The head nurse had already turned her head and trimmed her nails on her own. Her red lips were as bloody as her nails, and her nails were even bright red. The blood beads seemed to overflow at any time.

Yes, she and this clinic have eaten so many people and cut off the vitality of many patients. They have indeed been stained with countless blood!

Shi Ya was angry and anxious, and even her voice broke, and she said, "I... I will participate in the Tiangong Gate assessment soon! After a few years, income will definitely not be a problem..."

The head nurse sneered and glanced at him in disgust: "Let's talk about it when you can pass the exam."

This sentence was like a heavy slap in the face.

No one cares about his ambitions, no one wants to give him time. As long as he can't afford to pay now, he is a waste.

The same fate, is the life of the poor less powerful than the life of the rich? The chairman of the Wanhai Consortium could have a wealthy clinic just because he "don't want to see idle people waiting for him." And these poor people don't even have a bed or a place to stay...

Why did he live so humble?

No, what is even more ridiculous is why he used his low life to protect the lives of the rich people who have gold and silver mountains? If their lives can help him overcome difficulties, then let them die... When you arrive at the underworld, let's see if these rich people are still superior to others?

In just a moment, Shi Ya's mentality has changed tremendously.

Seeing the head nurse turning around and leaving, Shi Ya shouted in a deep voice: "Wait!"

"Don't you just want money? Okay, I'll pay all the money tonight! Wait for me!"

...

He still returned to the alley.

When he returned to this place, he thought he would not come back.

As he ran across the street, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and heavy rain poured down, and Shi Ya was also wet. Fortunately, when he arrived in the alley, there were a row of high and low eaves here, which could temporarily block the wind and rain.

The old man was waiting there as promised. When he saw him, a light flashed in his eyes. He put away the broken bowl begging in front of him and walked slowly to him with a crutch.

"You're finally here."

"Why, I've thought it through?"

Shi Ya gritted her teeth and nodded heavily: "No one cares about the life or death of our whole family except myself."

If I were to kill those indifferent people, why did I cut off my own way of living in order to protect them?

Adversity can make people grow. However, it does not necessarily mean good growth.

After hearing his reply, the old man had no trouble in his eyes. It seemed that Shi Ya's choice had long been as expected.

"That's right. Young people should consider themselves more."

"Who do you want me to kill?" Shi Ya didn't want to exchange too many greetings, and immediately got to the point. He couldn't wait to get the money back and hit the head nurse in the face that looked down on the face!

The old man was so happy that he didn't keep it in hiding, and replied lightly: "Prince of the Heavenly Holy Kingdom, Gu Mingxu."

Even though Shi Ya was already prepared, she was still shocked: "What? Prince Tiansheng? Are you kidding me, are you? If you kill the prince, will the royal family give up? Then the situation of my family and I..."

"That depends on whether you have the ability to do it perfectly." The old man smiled at him and interrupted all his rebuttal.

"When the Tiangong Gate is assessed, there will be a group battle. I will let you and that prince be in the same group. At that time, you will kill him in the ring!"

"Don't worry, there are so many candidates participating in the competition. As long as you are more cautious, no one will find you."

Shi Ya's eyes flashed several times. Perhaps it was his deep disappointment with this society that he no longer wanted to argue nonsense like "the prince is innocent" and "he has no grudges and no grudges with me". His way of thinking quickly changed from "not to kill" to "how to kill".

"But... there is another problem."

When Shi Ya said this, her eyes were shockingly cold. It seemed that she would no longer have any moral pressure on him after a life. If he had met his classmates who had been with Wuya before, he would definitely not recognize him. This was the representative of the student who was both good in character and academic performance.

"The other party is a prince, right? In other words, the one I have received since childhood must be the best training. I definitely can't beat him, so... how can I kill him?"

Seeing him "knowing the current affairs" like this, a satisfied cold light flashed through his eyes.

"The organization also took this into consideration. So we prepared this for you."

He raised his hand and handed over a small porcelain bottle.

"This poison, blood-threatening, has always been the favorite of the royal family."

Shi Ya raised his hand halfway and stiffened in the air. After all, he was still afraid.

"You prepare a dagger, apply this poison to the blade in advance, and then approach Gu Mingxu." The old man said coldly, "As long as you can cut a wound on him, the toxin will immediately seep into his blood. He will lose consciousness in the shortest time and will undoubtedly die. And you will get away with our reward."

After Shi Ya took the poison, the old man raised his hand again, and this time he handed out a thick stack of silver notes.

A sharp flash of lightning flashed through the sky, illuminating the large number of silver notes. The bright red seal above was so red that it seemed to be bleeding.

"This is a deposit for you, and it is enough to pay the medical expenses. When you successfully assassinate Gu Mingxu, we will give you another reward. It is enough for your family to have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."

"We are in danger of wealth and honor, young people, please grasp it well." The old man smiled coldly, but his palm did not retract. "Then, I wish us a happy cooperation?"

Shi Ya looked at the silver notes in a daze. He had never seen so much money in his life.

It turns out that money can come so easily, just betray your conscience...

But, hehe, conscience can be exchanged for money. So, why should you keep it for a conscience that cannot be eaten, used, and cannot save your life at critical moments?

Thinking of this, Shi Ya also stretched out her hand and held the old man's palm like dry bark: "Happy cooperation."

The old man smiled with satisfaction, but unexpectedly, his hand suddenly increased its strength, pinching Shi Ya's bones to break.

"But I want to remind you that since you have left this road, you will bear the blessing or disaster alone. No matter how long you are, you must not tell the relationship between you and the organization. Otherwise, we can ask your whole family to live, and you can ask your whole family to die. Remember it clearly—"
To be continued...