purgatory artist

Chapter 444
Rumbling--

There was a muffled thunder outside the window.

Liu Ping glanced out the window, only to see that dark clouds covered the sky, and the cold wind began to blow away the yellow leaves on the trees.

"Master Zuo, this is our application form."

He put the form that Chu Yunshang had just written on the table.

Master Zuo said with a relaxed face: "It's easy, you go out and turn right, and go to the third window in the corridor outside to get your stamp - I'm in charge of the assessment, don't care about that."

"Okay, my lord, thank you for your advice, and take my leave."

"Farewell."

Liu Ping led Chu Yunshang out the door with a smile.

The door is closed.

Master Zuo immediately picked up the communicator in the door.

Outside the door, Liu Ping looked around, but there was no one there.

At this time, it was approaching dusk, and it was raining coldly, and there were not many people who came to do business.

Liu Ping took a few steps and asked in a low voice, "Yunshang, does the application for closing the museum have to be stamped at the third window?"

"No, this kind of application form is submitted to the front window, and it still needs to be taken in and signed by an official of Mr. Zuo's level." Chu Yunshang said in a daze.

Liu Ping's gaze sank, and he handed the application form to Chu Yunshang and said, "Go and submit this form, I'll wait for you in the lobby."

"it is good."

Chu Yunshang took the list and went to the window on the side of the hall.

Liu Ping glanced out the window in the corridor, only to see that the sky was full of wind and rain.

He walked all the way through the hall, stood behind the pillars at the exit of the building, and looked out quietly.

In the rain, pedestrians hurried past on the street.

Several cars came slowly and parked on the street outside the Wumeng Building.

"Liu Ping."

Chu Yunshang's voice came from behind.

"What's wrong?" Liu Ping asked without turning his head.

"The staff at the window said that the application form cannot be submitted now, and said that several adults responsible for signing are in a meeting, so let's come back tomorrow." Chu Yunshang said.

Liu Ping glanced at the void.

I saw that my mission remained unchanged——

"Please ensure that the plaque of the martial arts hall will not be taken away by any other martial arts hall."

Liu Ping looked at the small words, pondered for a moment, and said, "Yunshang, only by challenging and defeating us can other martial arts halls take away the plaque of our martial arts hall, is that so?"

"Yes." Chu Yunshang said.

"Is there any other situation - I mean under some extreme circumstances, other martial arts gyms can also take away our plaque?" Liu Ping asked.

"Ah, there is only one situation." Chu Yunshang thought for a while and said.

"What?" Liu Ping asked.

"We are all dead." Chu Yunshang said.

Liu Ping's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked out at the street again.

I saw seven or eight men sitting in the cars parked on the side of the road, puffing and puffing.

When Liu Ping looked intently, the same line of small characters appeared above their heads:
"Senior killer."

Liu Ping pondered for a while, and pulled Chu Yunshang who was about to walk out of the gate.

"What? Shouldn't we go back first?" Chu Yunshang asked strangely.

"Wait a little longer." Liu Ping said.

"But today the formalities can no longer be completed." Chu Yunshang said.

"All their officials are in a meeting? I guess that's not the case - at least Mr. Zuo didn't go to any meeting." Liu Ping said flatly.

Not only that.

The window in the hall directly rejected the application for closing the library, which is probably the fault of Mr. Zuo.

There are 32 martial arts schools up and down, trying to destroy the martial arts school of the blood heart school.

Since it is done up and down, it means that some big figures in the Wumeng's top management have already nodded in agreement with this matter.

So why wasn't the one named Zuo bought off?
Selling myself and Chu Yunshang is to share the worries of the high-level dignitaries, and to get some benefits from the 32 martial arts gyms.

Why not do it!
"If we don't go back to the martial arts hall, are we going to stay here?" Chu Yunshang asked.

Liu Ping smiled and said: "As the organization that manages all warriors, the Wumeng should show some face... If anyone is killed in the building of the Wumeng, it must be a sensation in the world, isn't it?"

"Of course, but why did you suddenly mention this?" Chu Yunshang said.

"Let's go, let's go to Lord Zuo again." Liu Ping said.

"Still looking for him?" Chu Yunshang said.

"Does he have a spirit? Can you tell how strong he is?" Liu Ping asked in a low voice.

"He's just a civilian official, he has no spirit, and his martial arts are ordinary." Chu Yunshang said.

"Don't make a sound, don't show any look, I'll tell you two things now." Liu Ping glanced at Chu Yunshang.

Chu Yunshang nodded.

"First, there's something wrong with this Zuo guy. When you go in later, stop him and don't let him speak;"

"Secondly, there are killers outside, sent by 32 martial arts schools. The Wumeng acquiesces in this matter. The reason why they don't come in is that they can't kill people in the Wumeng building, so as not to cause too much damage."

Liu Ping finished speaking softly.

A trace of anger flashed in Chu Yunshang's eyes, and soon calmed down again.

At this time, the two had already reached the door of the office.

Knock on the door.

"Who?" Sir Zuo's voice came from inside.

Chu Yunshang glanced at Liu Ping.

"We have come to say goodbye to your lord."

Liu Ping said with a smile.

He squeezed lightly on the doorknob and pushed the door open.

Lord Zuo hurriedly stood up and said, "You guys give me—"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Liu Ping took out a gold bar and interrupted him with a smile: "I came here to say goodbye, I hope my lord will not refuse."

Lord Zuo looked at the gold bar, his expression relaxed, and he swallowed back the words that followed.

Liu Ping followed suit and closed the door behind him.

"Go." He whispered.

Chu Yunshang's figure flashed, disappeared from the spot, and appeared directly behind Lord Zuo.

Her hand gently pinched Master Zuo's neck.

One after another, red shadows spread out from behind her, like blooming flowers, completely surrounding Lord Zuo.

"If you move, you will die. If you don't believe it... then don't blame me."

Chu Yunshang said softly.

Master Zuo was taken aback, and shouted in a low voice: "I am from the Martial League, if you dare to touch me, you will not even want to live!"

Liu Ping smiled and said, "My lord, we are all about to die, do you think we dare to kill you?"

Chu Yunshang's expression moved, and she saw patches of red shadows flying out from behind her, wandering back and forth around Mr. Zuo.

"Bloody spirit..."

Master Zuo trembled.

"You should know that as long as I have a thought, it will hit you until you die." Chu Yunshang said.

Liu Ping put the application form on the table, and said with a smile: "My lord, the staff in front said that you need to sign it."

Seeing this posture, Mr. Zuo also understood a little bit, and said with a wry smile: "As long as I dare to sign, my official career will be over."

"In fact, adults can choose, and we are very considerate of your situation." Liu Ping said.

Chu Yunshang's strength increased a bit.

With her level, it would be an easy task to break the neck of this Master Zuo.

Master Zuo's expression changed again and again, he gritted his teeth, took out a pen and signed his name on the form.

"Zhang Zi." Liu Ping said.

Master Zuo's face became even more gloomy, he picked up the stamp on the table, and clicked on the form.

Liu Ping picked up the form and handed it to Chu Yunshang.

Chu Yunshang looked at it carefully, nodded and said, "No problem."

"Although there are signatures and chapters, will the Wumeng deny it?" Liu Ping asked.

Chu Yunshang was taken aback, and said, "According to normal procedures, we have completed the application for closing the museum."

Liu Ping walked to the window and looked out.

A man in a windbreaker got out of a few cars on the side of the street and looked towards the Wumeng building.

The man exhaled a puff of smoke, moved his lips slightly, and looked a little impatient.

Liu Ping looked at his lips, and said softly: "Obviously they have left the office, why haven't they come out yet."

"What are you talking about?" Chu Yunshang asked.

"It's okay." Liu Ping said.

——The other party even moved the killer, and still cares about this closing statement?
This closing statement can only temporarily guarantee the legitimacy of the existence of the martial arts hall on the bright side.

If Chu Yunshang died, the martial arts hall would naturally be gone!
tuk tuk-

There was a knock on the door.

"Lord Zuo, everyone is waiting for you." A delicate voice came from outside the door.

Click.

The doorknob slowly unscrewed.

Liu Ping drew out a long knife and put it on Master Zuo's neck, then tilted his head towards Chu Yunshang and said, "Go."

"it is good."

Chu Yunshang turned into an afterimage and arrived at the door with a light sweep.

As soon as a woman wearing the uniform of a Wumeng official entered the door, Chu Yunshang covered her mouth and hit her on the back of the neck.

Before the woman had time to see the situation in the room clearly, she passed out.

"What should we do now?" Chu Yunshang asked.

Liu Ping pulled a chair over, sat down opposite Master Zuo, and said with a smile:
"My lord, from now on, your life is in your own hands."

Straight winds emerged from the long knife, chopping everything on the table in front of Mr. Zuo into fine pieces.

"What do you want to ask?" Master Zuo almost screamed.

He is just an official, he joined the Martial Arts League because of his family's power, and he has always been pampered. How has he ever encountered such a scene?
"Please tell the truth—what did this woman call you to do?" Liu Ping asked.

"We have internal gatherings every week, after get off work, at the restaurant across the street." Mr. Zuo said.

"I see."

Liu Ping thought for a while, and took the knife away from his neck.

"Listen well, Master Zuo."

He said solemnly: "I will knock you unconscious——Next, I will discuss with my companion how to leave without letting you hear me, but you will wake up in about 2 minutes, and we will have already left by then, understand?"

A line of burning small characters jumped out instantly:
"You have activated a strange force: deception."

Lord Zuo nodded quickly, even showing a look of relief.

Liu Ping looked at his words and said with a smile: "Actually, it was you who informed the front window that applications were not allowed, and it was you who told those killers that we are going out, right?"

"No?" Lord Zuo asked with a confused expression.

"Then why are you so scared—we can't live without killing officials, you can imagine this—but I heard your heartbeat is still so fast." Liu Ping said slowly.

The lips of the killer just now——

"They're all out of the office."

These half-sentences must have been uttered by someone inside the Wumeng.

But when I and Chu Yunshang came out of Mr. Zuo's office, there was no one in the corridor.

So it is very likely that Master Zuo notified the killer himself.

No wonder he came close to Chu Yunshang and himself from the very beginning, because he had a mission on his shoulders!

Mr. Zuo hurriedly said: "I am—"

"You know there's a killer out there, right?"

"No, I do not know--"

"My heart is beating faster, give me the communicator."

Liu Ping took the communicator from him, turned to the last call record, and dialed it again.

"Du-doo-hello? Master Zuo, have they come out? I haven't seen them yet."

A muffled voice sounded from the communicator.

Liu Ping smiled, pinched his throat a few times, and said, "Wait a minute, right away."

This is surprisingly the voice of Mr. Zuo!
"Okay." The other side replied.

Liu Ping hung up the communication.

He looked at Master Zuo opposite.

Mr. Zuo's head was covered with big beads of cold sweat, and he looked at him in despair, unable to speak a word.

this person--

Is he really human?
Or a devil that came out of nowhere?
(End of this chapter)