Chapter 197: A Midnight Shock, Brother is Here
That must be because I had no choice.
Otherwise, who would have a good family background and become a killer?
You have to know that in order to be trained, the killer must have gone through countless hardships before he was successfully trained.
After finally becoming a master, he still has to be held hostage by others and live on the edge of a knife, with his life in danger at any time.
Rongzhen felt more and more uncomfortable the more she listened, and asked how assassins were usually held hostage.
"The most common one is poisoning, of course." Yuan Que blurted out, and then he realized what he was doing and stared at Rong Zhen in shock.
Rong Zhen belatedly murmured, "So the poison in his body wasn't caused by the injury, but was deliberately planted after he was trained as a killer?"
Yuanque nodded repeatedly, indicating that it was very likely.
He asked why his master was so curious about the poison, and why the antidote was so troublesome and difficult, and in the end he accidentally caused amnesia. It turned out that it was a hidden poison specially planted by the killer organization!
Addiction to illicit drugs can only be alleviated by taking the antidote on time. It is basically impossible to completely eradicate it.
But it seems that his master has developed a method of detoxification this time?
Yuan Que stood up excitedly, walked back and forth, and rubbed his hands together. He imagined that if he could learn this skill from his master in the future, he would be able to have no worries about food and drink and become famous just by detoxifying the killers!
Oh, it’s beautiful just thinking about it.
Yuan Que immediately left Rong Zhen behind and rushed to the drug lab to harass his master.
Rong Zhen continued to grind the herbs in her hand unconsciously, thinking that if she could help him escape from the killer organization that imprisoned him, then it would not matter even if he forgot about her.
Rather than being in love with each other, she hopes that both of them can live well.
"Are you still thinking about your lover?" Patriarch Huang appeared silently not far in front of her. He looked a little disheveled, probably because he had fought with that man again.
Rong Zhen knew from his expression that he hadn't suffered any loss, so she defended him, "I don't have a lover right now, Brother Da Huang, don't talk nonsense."
Patriarch Huang asked his men to bring a set of tables and chairs, then he sat down leisurely, sipping his tea. He sighed and said, "Tsk, I was going to tell you a little about him, but since you don't admit he's your lover, I won't tell you anymore."
Rongzhen: ...
Shen Jin, are you deliberately trying to make fun of her?
"I don't want to know either. Go tell someone else." She said this insincerely and got up and left.
Anyway, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, so why stay here?
Patriarch Huang raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Leaving now? You really don't want to listen?"
The answer he received was the sound of Rong Zhen closing the door neatly.
Sect Leader Huang shook his head and said, "Young people, your skin is as thin as paper and you can't stand the slightest provocation. Don't you know that if you want to live a good life, you have to be thick-skinned?" He pointed at his men.
The subordinates responded respectfully: "Understood, Master!"
"Alas, there is finally hope for the future. We have to take some action, otherwise people will think Xuanmen is a sick cat that is easy to bully."
"Yes, Sect Master!"
That night, Rongzhen was awakened from her sleep by the earth-shaking sound of a fight outside.
For safety reasons, she did not rush out to check the situation. Instead, she armed herself in the dark, hid in a corner of the dark room, and waited quietly.
The noise gradually spread from afar to here, and then quickly moved to other places. Only one or two guys who wanted to take advantage of the situation stayed behind, intending to steal some things from the homes of these slightly wealthier people and rob the rich to help the poor.
Rongzhen's house was the largest and was known to have a small population, so it was considered the top target by the other party and was the first to be broken into.
Then he let out an uncontrollable cry of pain, obviously having been pierced in the legs and feet by the bamboo arrows stuck vertically at the bottom of the wall.
That was the anti-theft device Rongzhen had specially installed after he started living alone.
"Little girl, you dare to use these things to harm me? I'll teach you how powerful I am later." A rough male voice cursed secretly, but was stopped by his companions who followed closely, "Shut up, hurry up, I'll be in the front yard, you'll be in the back yard, if we catch you, we'll split the money equally, and if we catch you, we'll sell you to Yihongyuan."
Rong Zhen had already hidden behind the door. If the other party dared to pry open the door and come in, she would chop off his head!
The man with the rough voice followed his companion's instructions and limped to the backyard. Before the man who stayed in the front yard could reach Rong Zhen's door, the man who went to the backyard let out a shrill scream, and then stopped abruptly.
His companion realized that his estimate was wrong and immediately turned around and tried to run.
Rong Zhen immediately opened the door and wanted to stab him in the back, but he was not as fast as the flying sword.
There was a flash of light, and a sword flew over, piercing the thief through in the blink of an eye.
Rong Zhen stopped in time, subconsciously hiding the dagger in his hand in his sleeve, looking at the familiar figure standing in the yard under the moonlight.
She looked around and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm chasing them." The swordsman pointed at the two thieves he had strung together, his voice serious and righteous.
Otherwise, if they already knew that he was a killer or assassin, Rongzhen might have believed it.
Now, Rongzhen was about to ask him to take the person away when there was a knock on the gate.
In the middle of the night, when there was constant shouting and fighting, who would come knocking on her door?
Rongzhen was suspicious and said nothing.
The swordsman stood there tall and slender without moving.
The two little thieves on the ground were already dead and could not possibly make any noise.
In this silent and quiet atmosphere, there were two more knocks on the courtyard door, and then Xi Xiucai's voice came from outside the door: "Miss Song, it's me, are you okay? I saw a dark shadow jump into your backyard."
Hearing this, Rong Zhen looked at the black shadow he mentioned. He knew that the two thieves had climbed in from the front yard, so who else could have jumped into the backyard except the one in front of him.
Wait, why is Xi not sleeping in the middle of the night and staying at home instead of paying attention to her backyard?
These male protagonists all have cat cakes!
Seeing that she didn't answer and the other party was determined to stop outside the door, Rong Zhen glanced at the black shadow with a headache, walked past him, opened the door a crack and said, "Thank you for your concern, Xi Xiucai, I'm fine. That black shadow is my brother. It's not peaceful tonight, and he was worried that something might happen to me, so he ran back. You should go back quickly too, it's dangerous outside."
After saying this, without giving Xi Xiucai time to react, he closed the gate and bolted it again.
He is really sick. Even if he cares about her, he can't knock on a single girl's door in the middle of the night. Besides, they have no relatives or friends. Why should he care about her if he doesn't care about himself more?
Outside the courtyard gate, Xi Xiucai, who had been rejected, was not surprised. It was his fault for coming to disturb them in the middle of the night.
His servant rushed over after dealing with the thief who broke into his yard and said helplessly, "Master, you are sleepwalking again. Let's go home and sleep."
Xi Xiucai glanced at the dark and quiet alley, and obediently let his servant help him leave.
Inside the courtyard, the shadowy figure finally spoke in a hoarse voice, "Xi Xiucai?"
Rong Zhen's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and she thought he remembered it, but then she thought it was unlikely, otherwise the other party would never react like this.
"New neighbor." Rong Zhen explained briefly, silently urging him to leave quickly, and preferably take the two bodies on the ground with him.
The man seemed to have a telepathic connection with her. He picked up the two thieves, jumped onto the wall, and disappeared into the night.
Rongzhen Erkang: Sword! Sword! Your silver sword!
I don’t know if it was intentional, but he took the little thief away and left the silver sword behind.
Rong Zhen had no choice but to wipe his sword while wiping the blood on the ground, and put it on the stone table in the yard, waiting for him to come back and get it.
With his abilities, she wouldn't dare to neglect him.
As expected, after dealing with the thief's body, the other party quickly turned around, jumped into the yard silently, picked up the silver sword on the stone table and walked to the back.
Rong Zhen, who was hiding in the house and secretly observing this scene through the crack of the door, saw this and quickly opened the door and followed him. She saw with her own eyes that he opened the door and entered the house skillfully as if he was in an empty place. Her heart finally died down.
This guy! This guy actually lives here! She didn't even know when he came back!
Hadn't he forgotten everything? How could he still find his old place?
"How can you live here?!" Rongzhen appeared and questioned angrily.
The swordsman was not surprised by her pursuit and said confidently, "There are my things here. It must be my former residence."
Rongzhen: “…But this is my home!”
"Since I can live in your house, the relationship between you and me must be special." The swordsman argued.
Rongzhen successfully choked and ate his heart out.
But what can I do? I can't win with force, and I can't win with words. Not only will she feel uncomfortable when the other person opens his mouth, but he may not even listen to me.
Just a headache.
Rongzhen stroked his forehead and turned in circles.
The swordsman made a flourish and offered a silver coin with the tip of his sword, saying, "This is for rent and food. I'll live and eat here from now on."
Rongzhen gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"
If you can't refuse, just accept it. Just wait, this time she will make the brother-sister relationship completely confirmed!
Anyway, Mrs. Bai and Mrs. Xu only knew about the superficial relationship between the two of them. The further developments took place in the five-story mansion of Master Huang, and the two of them were not aware of it.
After a night of chaos, the Xuanmen Shengji Pavilion completely occupied Hongye Town and cleared out the Maple Leaf Hall under the Manyue Tower.
Ordinary people were in a panic until Shengji Pavilion announced that the Miracle Doctor's Clinic had launched several affordable pills, and inns, restaurants and other places also began to offer discounts. All these measures not only did not affect the lives of the people, but also provided enough benefits.
The turbulent situation was thus stabilized very quickly, and everyone continued to live their lives as usual.
Calm has returned inside, but the storm outside has just begun.
These have little to do with Rongzhen for the time being. Her main focus now is on how to take revenge on someone.
The next morning, Mrs. Bai came to cook. She was told to cook according to the original portion. She immediately understood: "Master Song is back?"
Mrs. Xu, who was sweeping the floor, nodded and said, "Yes, I was just cleaning the backyard when I saw Young Master Song practicing swordplay. He looked thinner than a few days ago."
Mrs. Bai probably lost weight from working outside, so she would have to make more nourishing meals in the next two days.
Mrs. Xu agreed very much. After the host family had eaten the meat, the two of them could have some soup to drink.
Later at the dinner table, a swordsman took the initiative to ask, "That old woman who was sweeping the floor called me Young Master Song. How do you explain that?"
"First, let me introduce myself." Rong Zhen had been waiting for this moment. She put down her chopsticks, sat upright, and said, "My name is Song Xizhen, and you are my brother Song Jingshu. She is my hired servant. There is nothing wrong with calling you Young Master Song."
The swordsman dropped his chopsticks. "No way!"
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