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Ju Yinying followed Chen Qi, feeling that she had experienced the worst thing in her life these past few days. Looking at the back of the man in front of me, I felt a chill in my heart. She has participated in many ancient costume fairy tales, and the person in front of her is the big devil who came out of the movie. She has a feeling that she has no hope in life.

Chen Qi carried Murong Xiu's head to Prince Tenglong's Mansion.

The old smoker was still sitting at the door, blowing his smoke. He seems to be an ordinary old man who cares for the elderly. Only those who are truly powerful and are doing illegal activities secretly can know his true identity.

He is the messenger in the outside world where Tianxi is located and who takes on the murder mission.

At this time, the messenger with a terrifying status focused his eyes on Chen Qi, who was approaching. Look at the other person carrying a sheet that looks like a watermelon.

"Isn't this kid using a fake head to fool me?" The old smoker concentrated, and he didn't believe that the other party could bring Murong Xiu's head so quickly.

"Go in and chat." The old smoker glanced at the door post.

Ju Yinying followed Chen Qi and walked in.

"This is" the old smoker looked at Ju Yinying.

"Subordinates." Chen Qi said calmly, unfolding the sheet, and a human head rolled to the ground. At the same time, there was a National Security Bureau certificate that was enough to prove the identity of the head.

After confirming that Murong Xiu's head was correct, the old smoker was completely shocked. This is the most important certificate of voting since Tianxi was founded.

"How did you do it?" Old Smoker asked, with doubts in his heart but more of fear. If the other party was too strong, there would be no reason to come to Tianxi as a killer, and he would not dare to take him to see the boss. Because it is possible that the other party's target is the boss.

"My cultivation level is Sanwu Jiujia. I may not be able to win against Murong Xiu from the Eighth Little Zhoutian. So I thought of a simple way to seduce him." Chen Qi said calmly.

After hearing this, the old smoker raised his eyebrows and noticed Ju Yinying beside her. Ju Yinying was wearing a simple sweater and jeans. She had no protrusion and had a perfect figure of a female college student.

"Use her" the old smoker was a little doubtful.

Chen Qi nodded and asked Ju Yinying to take off the mask.

Although Ju Yinying didn't know why Chen Qi concealed his strength and claimed that he killed Murong Xiu with a sneak attack, she could only listen to the other party's words. She had no way out.

Seeing the girl take off her mask, the old smoker believed it. This face was pure and unblemished. It was just a beauty trap that could seduce Murong Xiu.

"She is quite beautiful, but not enough to seduce Murong Xiu." Yan Lao concluded that the senior prosecutors of the National Security Bureau are all the elites of the elites, and they cannot lose their composure in front of a woman, not to mention that the woman in front of him is not. The type that seduce men.

Chen Qiyi smiled: "I said seducing, but I didn't say using women to seduce."

He asked Ju Yinying if she wanted to come to White Snake Thorn: "I used it, the secret book of ancient martial arts. Also, I forgot to tell you that I killed the two killers who disappeared in Tianxi before. I asked her to take off the mask, not I let you appreciate her appearance to tell you that she is the star who has been under investigation by the National Security Bureau recently, Ju Yinying."

As the external messenger of the Tianxi Institute, Yan Lao was naturally very aware of the movements of the National Security Bureau. He had always been curious about how Chen Qi knew about him, but he did not expect that he had killed two killers from the Tianxi Institute.

In this way, based on the information I already knew, everything naturally connected together.

Chen Qi said slowly: "I saved her, and she owes me a favor. Based on the information you gave me about Murong Xiu, I estimated that Murong Xiu would go find her, so I lurked in the hotel room in advance. Murong Xiu came to the hotel and found ancient martial arts secret books. In the moment of distraction, he suddenly attacked and killed."

Hearing this, Yan Lao believed most of it.

At this time, Yan Lao's elderly cell phone rang. He pressed the answer button and five seconds later closed the phone. He smiled and said, "Tomorrow night, you come with me to the Tianxi Office."

The phone call just now brought the latest information. The body of Murong Xiu, an eighth-level prosecutor of the National Security Bureau, was found in the presidential suite of the Wangjue Hotel, the room of the famous star Ju Yinying.

As for the fact that Chen Qi killed the two killers of the Tianxi Institute, Yan Lao didn't care at all. The killers were just tools of the Tianxi Institute. Since there are better tools, the outdated tools are gone.

At the Shuzhou National Security Bureau branch, all the cadres stood there trembling.

In front of them was a body covered with a white cloth.

Mr. Yan stood there, trembling all over and unable to calm down. He had no children and regarded Murong Xiu as his own child. Murong Xiu also did not disappoint him. Except for the heirs of Director Mu's family, Murong Xiu was the most outstanding young talent in the National Security Bureau, but he died like this without a complete body.

"Who is it?" Yan Lao shouted angrily.

Xing Tianxing: "According to your instructions, we have taken over this matter with the highest authority and kept it secret from the outside world. The Shuzhou police will not get involved. It's just that the suspect is a big star. I don't think it can be kept secret for long."

"Is there any news about Ju Yinying?" Yan Lao said with a serious face.

"Not yet." Xing Tianxing said.

"Snapped"

Yan Laoyi struck Xing Tianxing with his crutch: "Trash, are all your branch's losers? You can't find a single woman so far."

In the past few days, Mr. Yan has been targeting Bureau Xing. Everyone is watching and not daring to speak up.

Anyone who understands knows that the person who can kill Murong Xiu must not be a simple person. Even if Ju Yinying is an ordinary woman, there must be an expert standing behind her. This matter is not simple.

To put it bluntly, the person who could decapitate Murong Xiu with one sword was no longer something that Mr. Yan and them could contend with.

As one of the four elders of the National Security Bureau, Mr. Yan was angry, but he did not have the intelligence to owe money. He calmed down and said slowly: "Telegram the headquarters of the National Security Bureau in Yanjing for me and ask Mr. Cui and Mr. Yu to come and help me."

Everyone was shocked. Mr. Jiang was dead. All the remaining three elders of the National Security Bureau were dispatched. Now it was safe.

The largest club in Shuzhou, the Tianchao Club.

The old smoker passed through the night party of drunken people and lanterns, took the VIP exclusive elevator, and went straight to the top floor.

Arriving at the top floor, the old smoker stopped behind the bead curtain under the Chinese lantern. Through the bead curtain and the dark light, he could see a figure sitting on the wooden rafter.

"I have something to tell you." The old smoker knelt on the ground and performed a feudal dynasty's kneeling ceremony.

"Say." A male-female voice came from behind the bead curtain.

Old Smoker: "There is a man named Chen Qi who hopes to enter the Tianxi Institute."

"Aren't you always responsible for the personnel arrangements of the Tianxi Institute?"

Old smoker: "It's just that he used Murong Xiu's head from the National Security Bureau as a surrender certificate and wanted to become a level nine killer."

Hearing this, the person behind the bead curtain was silent for a long time and said cautiously: "The people from the National Security Bureau are based on Xiao Zhoutian Meridian and are invincible at the same level. He can kill Murong Xiu. Is he a master at the master level?"

Old Smoker: "That's not true. His strength is on par with Murong Xiu's. He just used a little trick to kill him."

The person behind the bead curtain relaxed: "Oh, come and listen."

The editor said that if the novel can still be read, he would hang it on a tree for a day and put it down tomorrow.