"Master Xu, please don't make things difficult for me!" Director Zhou looked sad, "This is really unspeakable."

The sick man stood back to back, crossed his legs, and stared at the person in front of him for a long time with a faint smile:

"Director Zhou thinks we are discussing?"

There was a thud, Director Zhou's heart stopped, and his thoughts were short-circuited for a moment.

crazy?

He still wants to kill me?

I haven't offended him...

"Three!"

Director Zhou wiped his cold sweat and said, "On weekdays, only the Twelve Directors are like me, and they can act both brightly and darkly. They are responsible for no more than three gold medal hunting assassins at most, and some even have none."

"There are more than thirty gold medal hunting killers..." Xu Xiaoshou was a little surprised, "The number of cutting-edge killers in Three Sticks of Incense that I heard about is far less than that."

"Young master, you are joking. Not counting those who live in seclusion, there are about ten gold medal hunting killers walking around in the dark world of the Central Region. It's pretty good."

"A dozen people..."

The sick man murmured and lowered his head. Director Zhou felt that his back was completely cold.

What does this person mean?

When he entered the room, he didn't say anything to himself, he was the only one asking questions.

What do you want to do with so many questions?

After figuring out the structure of the three sticks of incense, he asked his bodyguard to assassinate everyone?

——Nonsense!

"You won't lose your job as a director after talking so much, right?" The sick man raised his eyes and teased without showing worry.

"Haha, Young Master is joking, your life is more important than your mission." Director Zhou understood that this was a gentleman and he could never afford to offend him.

"Then tell me a little more!" Xu Xiaoshou's skills on the snake stick have become extremely proficient, "I heard someone say that you three sticks of incense are leaning against the Holy Temple. Who are you leaning on?"

"..." Director Zhou's vision went dark and he almost slammed the door and left. So direct?

"can not say?"

"Can you say that?!"

"You really can't say?"

"Mr. Xu, don't force..."

"Everyone."

"ANBU!"

Director Zhou almost jumped up and said with a panic face: "Three sticks of incense are backed by the ANBU. The highest intelligence source can lead to the other departments, and beyond that, I really don't know!"

"Can it go higher? You can tell me later."

"I..." Director Zhou almost cried, "I really don't know!"

"If you ask three questions, why do I keep you here?"

"That's not the case..." Director Zhou fell softly to the ground, his lips turning white.

"You're good at acting. I'll give you three breaths of time to perform."

"I……"

"Three, two, one, that's all."

Director Zhou raised his head in annoyance, shame, anger and anger. At this moment, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Snapped.

The sick man struck the paper fan in his palm, his eyes were full of joy, and he said very seriously: "You just wanted to kill me! I read that right!"

Director Zhou looked at the mad critic, his coldness turning into a cold war for no reason, "Mr. Xu, how dare Zhou..."

"Then if you don't tell me, you will choose to die?" Xu Xiaoshou is not reasonable at all. To deal with such a person, you must fight hard from the beginning to the end.

Director Zhou finally softened, and his lips trembled slightly as he said, "I can't say it, I really can't say it..."

"Everyone."

"Spare!"

Director Zhou shouted loudly, and then he jumped up in fright.

After looking around, he found that the soundproof barrier was still there. He lowered his voice and said with a cry: "Mr. Xu, this is the only limit. I really can't say anything anymore..."

"Rao?"

"Yeah." Director Zhou really cried and wiped away his tears. This was the first time for a man of about 17 feet that he was forced to drop his pearls by another man in a soundproof room.

"Rao from Yuebei Hua Road?"

"Woo, I don't want to die..." Director Zhou closed his eyes heavily, "Mr. Xu, you ask so many questions, what do you want to do?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at this man amusedly and took out his handkerchief to wipe his tears. He waited for a while and then said: "Let me ask you, let's see if your three sticks of incense can withstand Xu Xiaoshou's counterattack."

Director Zhou felt that the dark world had ushered in a ray of light, and he walked closer with his eyes widened:

"What do you mean, Mr. Xu?"

"I know where Xu Xiaoshou is... to be precise, he is my bodyguard, and I happened to meet him while on a mission."

"oh?"

"Oh what, that's all."

Director Zhou was confused.

Xu Gusheng understood all the tricks and was completely at a loss for words.

He opened his mouth to ask.

But how could Xu Xiaoshou give him the right to speak, give him a few slaps, and ask again:

"Tell me again, what's going on with that guy? Don't worry, if your backers are so strong, there's a high chance that your deal won't die, and you'll definitely make a profit without losing any money!"

Director Zhou fell silent again.

He suddenly looked back and realized that Xu Gusheng had completely manipulated him to death since he entered the room.

Through himself, this person quickly gathered the information of the three sticks of incense, both what he could tell and what he couldn't tell.

At this point, I have really complied with what he said, and there is no way out except believing that this deal is "a sure profit and no loss".

Not to mention death.

To retreat is death.

If the information about Xu Gusheng is false, three sticks of incense will kill him!

Chairman Zhou sighed and gave up resistance: "Does Young Master Xu know about the Holy Emperor's family?"

"Yue Bei Hua Rao, you still can't tell who I am? Keep talking."

Director Zhou was not surprised either.

This man has been acting so erratically since he appeared behind the three sticks of incense. It would be a ghost if there was no one behind him.

If it were him, he might really be able to capture Xu Xiaoshou...

It was too late for Director Zhou to regret why he had to go down the stairs to receive Xu Gusheng. Now he was facing a dead end, and his desire to survive pushed him closer to the only chance of survival.

He came closer to Xu Gusheng, with a bit more flattery on his face: "It was Rao before, but not necessarily now."

"Oh, please tell me."

"Does Mr. Xu know about the activities of the Holy Emperor family?"

"I know a little bit about it, and I'd like to hear the details."

"That's it. Zhou heard that the five great holy emperor families had their own 'shares' in their respective eras. Being able to come down to the spirit refining world... Well, for them, isn't this just like coming down from heaven to the mortal world! Rao's family before

The walking representative is Rao Yaoyao.”

"Yeah, how cute."

"Yes, I heard that the holy slave Shouye liked to call her that, haha... Rao's walking in the outside world was very cute, and she took the position of the red-robed Taoist leader, but Zhou still knew that the three of us

The person whom the stick of incense can reach best is also this Rao family."

"Is it Mr. Rao, or is this Rao cute?"

"Mr. Rao! Rao Keai is just a red-robed Taoist master who only focuses on practicing swordsmanship."

"That's true, otherwise the sword wouldn't be so powerful...what now?"

"It's different now. It seems that the five holy emperor families also had disputes before. The ten-member council of the Holy Temple Hall has changed dynasties. This time, the person who takes over Rao Yaoyao's position is a member of the Yue clan, together with our three sticks of incense.

This 'share' was also taken by the Yue clan in advance."
To be continued...