"Is everything alright?"
A slight smile played on Xu Song's lips: "I always keep my word."
"Actually... if it weren't for the limit, I really would have liked to transfer all the money to you at once, so that we could both be more relaxed."
"From now on, I'll go my own way, and you'll go yours. We'll not bother each other and we'll have no connection whatsoever."
That's what they said.
However, Xu Song was indeed thinking to himself that it was thanks to the limit that he could have fooled him.
At that point, there might really be no way to deal with it, and we might be led by the nose the whole time.
If you give all your money to them, you might not even be able to save your life.
But now not only is his life saved, but the money he gave out will also be returned very soon.
It all depends on how fast the supervisory bureau works; Xu Song is convinced it won't be too slow.
Because the supervisory bureau always acts swiftly and has never made any mistakes.
"Should we talk to him about more sensitive topics next?"
Xu Song thought to himself.
Since I'm recording myself, it's best to preserve as much evidence as possible.
This way, you'll save yourself a lot of trouble going to the supervisory bureau.
He can just present this evidence, and they will send someone to protect him.
"Sigh, I really don't know how much money my good brother gave you? Trying to buy my life."
Xu Song asked casually, as if nothing had happened.
The assassin in black narrowed his eyes: "You don't need to know that, but since we're cooperating, I can tell you roughly. Actually, it's not much, just about the amount you gave me earlier."
"Otherwise, why do you think I'd ask you for money? Because they gave me too little."
"Oh, so my life is worthless?" Xu Song curled his lip.
"That's true. After all, I'm just an ordinary person. Killing an ordinary person isn't difficult, and a million US dollars is not a small amount."
One million US dollars is equivalent to seven million Chinese yuan, which is already a very large amount.
Many people couldn't earn that much in several lifetimes.
It seems his brother went to great lengths to kill him.
But... shouldn't he be incurring a huge debt now?
Where would they find the spare money to hire a hitman?
Either he was faking it, or he wasn't actually bankrupt at all.
Or is there another possibility that they hired hitmen long before they went bankrupt?
Did he already want to kill me all along?
"Huh? So he was able to hire an assassin to kill me!"
Xu Song suddenly thought of something: "Then I should be able to hire an assassin to kill him, right?"
"That's your problem, it has nothing to do with me," the assassin in black said, arms crossed.
"When did he hire the hitman? Is it convenient to say?"
Xu Bing asked tentatively.
He didn't know which questions or aspects of these assassins needed to be kept secret, so he was very careful when asking.
Although the two are now in a cooperative relationship, he does not yet have the right to speak to them on the same level.
You might accidentally say the wrong thing and lose your life—that wouldn't be worth it.
"It's not really a secret, is it?"
The assassin in black continued, picking his ear, "It was probably around the middle of last month."
There weren't many assassins in black, since these issues weren't really secrets.
It's fine if people find out, and even if Xu Song finds out, what can he do?
It's simply about answering my own questions.
Actually, he still felt that the two brothers were quite interesting, killing each other here.
Judging from their expressions when they talked about each other,
There was absolutely no affection between them.
This seems rather unusual, which is why the man in black was interested in chatting with the two of them.
"Oh, so he'd wanted to kill me all along."
Upon hearing this, Xu Song gave a sharp look and nodded.
In other words, it was before he provoked anyone or told them that he was the one who killed his father.
He already wanted to kill himself.
Xu Bing, it seems your methods are quite ruthless.
Unfortunately, it seems I'm quite lucky to be alive.
You probably didn't expect that you would be saved by your own wit at the crucial moment.
Now it's my turn, isn't it?
Since you're so heartless, then I'll have to exact my revenge...
"Can I talk to you about something?"
Xu Song looked at the man in black and asked, "Since you're an assassin, and I've given you so much money, even many times more than he gave you, why don't you just help me get rid of it?"
The assassin in black paused slightly, his lips twitching.
These two brothers are interesting.
They were all vying to kill each other, but in the end, they all mainly hired the same person – him.
If he hadn't experienced it firsthand, the assassin in black would have thought he was in a movie.
How could such a melodramatic plot happen?
Perhaps we can only see this in the Great Xia Dynasty...
"This... won't do." The man in black hesitated.
“We have strict rules that prohibit us from taking private jobs. Otherwise, if the organization finds out, we will definitely be punished.”
This is how assassin organizations usually operate.
Otherwise, if you all go out and take on private jobs, how will the organization survive?
How do you make money?
Therefore, the authorities maintain very strict control over this aspect.
If you want to work here for a while and build up some connections, you can go out and work independently or take on freelance jobs.
That's simply impossible.
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