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The sky is bright, like a half-asleep beauty, half-covered, half-covered, revealing a shy and hazy beauty. The forbidden light curtain shrouds the head of Dayuan City, and the faint sunlight covers it in fragments like petals, mottled. It emits a little starlight.

The flow of people on the road is still thin, and Xiaoxiang Tower is at its busiest time of the day. Outside a hole on the third floor, several craftsmen are busy repairing it.

On the top floor above their heads, a window was tightly closed. Inside, five men of different shapes were sitting around a round table. There was some food on the table. No one moved. The atmosphere in the room was quiet. Very depressing.

"I said, Hall Master Hu called us here to stare at us. If you have anything to say, please say it quickly. If you have any questions, please say it quickly. Brothers, we all have business to do."

"Business is serious. I think he can't bear to get off his beautiful wife's belly. When you get older, you should learn from Hall Master Hu, otherwise your words will be of no use."

"Skinny kid, I think you are tired of living."

"Lao Shi's two kilns are on my property. You dare to stretch your hand over, Guan Si'er. Your claws are stretched too long. Be careful of them being chopped off."

The man with a full beard and a ferocious face and a skinny man glared at each other with strange anger, and if they disagreed with each other, they drew their swords at each other.

There were two men sitting next to him who were also sneering. They were Wang Men, a handsome man with red hair and a Chinese character face, and Zhu Sangui, who was picking his nose and making a fuss.

Hu Runnai raised his eyelids and looked at the other four hall masters with deep contempt and disdain in his eyes. After all, the Little Knife Society is a thing that cannot be put on the stage. If it were not for the three religions and nine schools and the large number of people, it would have no value at all.

"It looks like Lu Laohu is not coming, so let's talk first." Hu Run coughed lightly and said in a hoarse voice.

The four hall masters were more or less wary of Hu Run, the oldest one who had always been unpredictable, and stared at Hu Run warily.

"Let's talk about it first. Lao Shi's brothers have almost divided up the territory. If you, Lao Hu, want to interfere and get a piece of the pie, don't even think about it."

Zhu Sangui sniffed and said in a conspiratorial manner. The other three hall leaders also nodded in agreement. They felt that Hurun asked them to come today for this matter.

The disdain on Hu Run's face became even stronger, "I, Old Hu, am not interested in the territory. It's not for this reason that I called you here today. Brothers, you can rest assured."

Regardless of whether Hu Run has contempt on his face, the hall leaders don't care. Since Hu Run is not here to share the benefits, the four of them look better and are willing to listen to what Hu Run has to say.

"I'm here to ask all the brothers to help me find someone..." Hu Run looked around at the four people with a gloomy look, his face filled with gloom, and he said bitterly: "I need the murderer who killed Hall Master Shi. Please help me find it."

As soon as these words came out, the four hall masters all had strange eyes and looked at Hu Run thoughtfully.

"Hmph." Hurun had expected such a situation. He snorted coldly, laughed evilly, and a strong murderous aura burst out from him: "As for the reason, you'd better not explore it. This is for For the sake of my brother’s life, of course, I, Old Hu, don’t want you to do things in vain, help me find someone, and I will help you do one thing, anything.”

Having said this, Hu Run paused, his eyes widened, and the criss-crossing folds looked ferocious and terrifying, and he said with murderous intent: "Even if it means helping someone fight for territory, I will not hesitate to use a knife against another branch. , when the time comes, the remaining brothers, please don’t blame me, Lao Hu, for interfering in the situation.”

Quiet

The atmosphere instantly returned to the initial depression.

After a while, Guan Si'er, who had the most explosive temper, took the lead in breaking the silence and asked in a cold voice: "Is this true?"

"Absolutely no lies," Hurun said loudly, adding: "Seven days, seven days."

"That's very good. Farewell."

After getting the answer, Guan Si'er stood up, raised his fists and left in a hurry. The remaining hall masters looked at each other, and they all dispersed in an instant like crazy dogs fighting for food.

"Hoho" Hu Run sipped the cold tea in the cup, stood up, and said to the tall and thin man who walked in: "Let's go back... No, let's go to Lu Laohu's place first and see how I treat him. I understand that he shouldn’t not come.”

Of course, even if he was killed, he would never have imagined that the culprit he was searching for with so much effort and effort was now in his mansion, or to be precise, his bedroom.

After knocking three maids unconscious in succession, Qin Hao got a unified answer. Qin Hao had reason to believe that this bedroom belonged to Hu Run. The room was very spacious, with beams decorated with pear rosewood and a soft wooden bed in the east corner. There are two curtains with several flowers and butterflies embroidered on them, which looks more like a woman's boudoir than a gentleman's bedroom.

Bookshelves, bookcases, and wardrobes are arranged in an orderly manner in the four corners. In the middle of the room is a square table with oil, a tea set, a bowl of copper incense burner, and a slowly burning sandalwood stick on it. Sandalwood has a strange, cooling feeling, and when you take a breath, it feels a little refreshing. The whole house is filled with this light fragrance.

There was a charcoal stove set up next to the table, and the teapot on the shelf was steaming. The boiling hot water gurgled and opened and closed the lid of the pot, as if trying to break away from the shackles of fate, but every time it was blocked by the pot. Gai beat back.

Inexplicably, Qin Hao was startled, lost his mind, and then quickly, with a faint smile, with a bit of audaciousness, he gently opened the lid of the pot with his right hand, took out the black bottle in his arms in the steaming mist, and uncorked it. Mouth, dripping towards the inside.

Always be prepared with both hands to be completely prepared, especially for killing. This is Qin Hao's purpose as a person.

Carefully, he held a jade cup that was upside down on the tablecloth in his hand, dipped his fingers in the poison, and smeared it along the mouth of the bottle in a subtle way, then placed it on the mouth of the pot, and then steamed it dry. , not even a faint mark can be seen.

Satisfied, he put them back in place, and Qin Hao followed the same method and applied poison to the remaining seven jade cups one by one.

Licking his lips habitually, Qin Hao left the table and walked towards the furniture on the side. He opened all the cabinets and carefully inspected every small and inconspicuous object. He found no hidden cabinet mechanisms or anything like that.

"It seems that he is not in this house."

After thinking about it, Qin Hao stared at the closet, stretched out his sharp nails, and gently scratched along the gap in the closet to open the gap slightly. Then, he quietly hid in the closet and closed the closet from the inside. The door, holding your breath, was hidden in a pile of clothes, and a red magatama eye was facing the gap.

And the gap happens to be facing the square table with four corners, and several jade cups are quietly buckled on it, beautiful and deadly.

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