Chapter 6 Commission!

There is no law in this world!
Three hundred years ago, there was a dispute between the martial arts world and the imperial court.

At first, the Daqian Dynasty had the upper hand and suppressed the scattered soldiers and guerrillas in the martial arts world, almost wanting to trample the martial arts world.

Later, no one knew what happened, but those masters broke into the Daqian royal court overnight.

This battle was so fierce that the sky collapsed and the earth tore apart, the imperial court was shattered, the army was unable to return to support in time, large numbers of palace masters were killed or injured, and the entire Daqian royal court was covered in blood.

Even the Emperor of Daqian at that time was dragged to the Meridian Gate and beheaded by this group of martial arts masters.

It can be said to be the opposite of Tiangang.

After this battle, the Daqian royal family never recovered and was never heard from again.

In the martial arts world, many heroes emerged, carved out their own territory and each ruled a region.

It opened a new chapter in the three hundred years of bloody martial arts world with great fanfare.

Those first few years were the most tragic. The world was reshuffled, disputes continued, and bloodshed was seen everywhere.

Even today, the world is still in turmoil.

In this era, human life is as cheap as a dog's...

No one would be willing to turn back for an insignificant waiter, let alone care about such a humble life.

Except for his closest friends.

The teahouse owner may have cried enough, and his eyes showed a coldness that was extremely rare in his life.

He looked around and came to a corpse.

He gritted his teeth, snatched the knife from the corpse's hand, stood up, and chased in the direction of the Seven Iron Horse Thieves.

Just after taking two steps, a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Want revenge?"

"who!?"

The teahouse owner was startled by the sound and subconsciously thought that the Seven Iron Horse Thieves had returned, so he turned around and swung his knife around randomly.

However, there was nothing behind him, not even a shadow of a person.

The teahouse owner was stunned, thinking he had heard it wrong, but the next moment the voice came into his ears again:

"You don't know martial arts. If you can't find it, that's fine. If you do find it, you'll just be sending yourself to death."

The teahouse owner's hair stood on end, and he realized that the person who was talking was also a gangster.

But it was definitely not the Seven Iron Horse Thieves, otherwise, he would be a dead man now.

So as soon as he let go, the knife fell to the ground.

He didn't know where the person who was speaking was, so he knelt on the ground with a plop:

"Hero! Hu Zi died unjustly!
"I have no wife or children in my life, except for this nephew, whom I have treated as my own since he was young.

“Now…now that he’s dead, I’m afraid his mother won’t be able to survive.

"I know I am incapable, so I beg you to lend me a hand!!"

Although the teahouse owner didn't know who was speaking, since he had spoken, he might be willing to take care of the matter.

Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he wanted his nephew to rest in peace.

However, after the words were spoken, they seemed to have fallen on deaf ears.

There was no response for a long while.

The shopkeeper's heart gradually sank to the bottom. Just when he thought that the man had left, he heard the voice again:
"You said one thing wrong."

"Where did I go wrong?"

The shopkeeper was nervous and asked.

"I'm not a hero. I charge money for killing people."

The teahouse owner immediately said:

"I am willing to give up everything I have, even if it means becoming a slave or a servant."

"Remember what you said."

The voice suddenly became cold, which made the teahouse owner feel nervous, and then there was no movement.

After a long while, he finally looked back, but still found nothing. However, after this, he calmed down.

He turned around to look at the waiter's body, walked up to him with a sad face, and picked up the body:

"Huzi...did you hear that? Someone is willing to avenge you.

"Wait a little longer... wait a little longer."

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[Commission: Assassinate the Seven Iron Horse Thieves (Three Remaining)]

Chu Qing hid his tracks and ran in the forest while checking his system page.

The person who had just talked to the teahouse owner was naturally him.

After integrating all the memories of the original owner, Chu Qing also understood that human life in this world is worthless.

It doesn't seem worth the trouble for a waiter.

However, Chu Qing also had reasons to care about this matter.

Now that he has obtained an assassin system, how can he become stronger without assassinating targets?

If you don't become stronger, how can you deal with the endless pursuit from the Niejingtai?

Although there is some temporary peace now, it is not permanent.

This drama will never end until he and Nie Jingtai are separated by life and death.

So since there is such an opportunity, of course I can't let it go...

In addition, the feud between Chu Fan and the Seven Iron Horse Thieves was also one of the reasons. It was not that Chu Qing had any deep feelings for this cheap second brother.

The main thing is that this guy is a martial arts expert, born with supernatural powers, and is a disciple of a famous family. His abilities can be seen from the previous battle.

The leader of the Seven Iron Horse Thieves would most likely not survive if he were to be hunted down by him.

This is equivalent to reducing the target by one third without him having to take any action.

Such a task is indeed a sure win.

There is really no reason to leave it alone.

Tracking is a killer's basic ability.

After being in the Nie Jingtai for nearly a year, Chu Qing naturally acquired this skill.

He also speculated that, apart from the seven Iron Horse thieves who were in the lead, the remaining two would not be able to run too far.

Chu Fan wanted to kill the main culprit first, so they were naturally not the main target. As long as they were out of Chu Fan's sight, they would naturally relax.

In fact, just as Chu Qing thought, after following the road for only three miles, Chu Qing already heard the sound of horse hooves.

The speed was not too fast, and there was already a sign of turning around, which was somewhat beyond Chu Qing's expectations.

After figuring out the direction of the horse, Chu Qing made a slight detour and soon arrived at a narrow road.

When he looked up, the galloping horse was already in front of him, and sitting on it was one of the Seven Iron Horse Thieves.

When faced with this sudden beggar, the thief was also stunned, and then shouted angrily:

"You stinky beggar, are you looking for death?"

After he finished speaking, he not only did not stop, but instead urged the horse forward even faster.

He wanted to trample this ignorant beggar to death under the horse's hooves.

Chu Qing said nothing, and gently raised his hand. The bamboo stick in his palm flew up. He reached out to grab it, and there was a cracking sound. The bamboo stick was broken into pieces in his grip.

laugh!
The broken bamboo stick flew out with the scabbard, revealing its sharp edge!
Seeing this, the thief on horseback naturally knew that something was wrong. He took out the chain from his waist and was about to reach out to attack.

There was a flash of silver light, and blood filled the sky!
With a loud crash, a severed hand along with the chain was thrown into the air.

Before the thief on horseback could be shocked by the speed and ferocity of the sword, there was a bang in his chest, followed by the sound of broken bones, and he was kicked off his horse by Chu Qing.

……

ps: Today is the first day of the month, and it’s double the monthly ticket... Although the book has just been opened, I still ask for it~ Ask for monthly tickets, ask for collection~~~
(End of this chapter)

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