The Supreme Prosecutor of the Tang Dynasty

Chang'an, West Market.

Zhang Xiaojing was walking on the streets of West Market again. At this time, he seemed to have no soul.

Although it can be guessed that Chen Qiu is not a cold-blooded animal, Zhang Xiaojing will never place his hope on Chen Qiu not being a cold-blooded animal.

At the end of the day, you still have to do it yourself.

But what to do?

Zhang Xiaojing had his plan, but he couldn't implement it. Now he was controlled by others and could only stay on the chopping board, and Mr. Ge could do whatever he wanted.

It’s still that incense shop.

At this time, the number of people was gradually increasing. Zhang Xiaojing looked at the waiters busy at the counter of the incense shop and felt filled with emotion.

There wasn't much time left for him to sigh here. Zhang Xiaojing paused for a cup of tea and walked directly into the incense shop.

In the incense shop, the waiters and bosses are all there.

There are still many 18 customers who come to buy sachets, but most of them are men. Zhang Xiaojing knows exactly what they come here to buy, but now he has not revealed it:"The nine admirals are handling the case, and the rest are waiting to stay away!"

With one word, the people in the incense shop immediately dispersed.

They can't afford to offend people who are strutting around on the streets of Chang'an City with swords and crossbows in their arms.

The owner of the incense shop was a lean old man. When he saw Chen Qiu, he panicked for a moment, then calmed down. He hurriedly walked out of the counter and looked at Zhang Xiaojing with his hands clasped:"Sir, this is a small business. If we drive away so many customers at once, the store will not be able to continue operating! You see, I and your advocates……"

Before he finished speaking, he couldn't continue what he said because he found that Zhang Xiaojing didn't look at him at all, but kept staring at the waiter at the counter.

This is for a guy.

When the owner of the incense shop saw it, he immediately shut up and stepped aside. What does it have to do with him whether the man died or not?

When a guy is gone, he just needs to recruit a new one.

The waiter had long known that Zhang Xiaojing was here to see him. He saw Zhang Xiaojing before he entered the incense shop.

Zhang Xiaojing had just left the incense shop and found him again. It was definitely up to him.

But he didn't hide. He just watched Zhang Xiaojing walk into the incense shop in silence. Looking at him, the owner of the incense shop hid aside rationally. He knew that he couldn't escape this time.

Without speaking, he wanted to see what Zhang Xiaojing had to say.

Suddenly!

Zhang Xiaojing's tall body knelt on the ground on one knee, holding one hand on the ground and pressing the other on the ground:"Jiumen Admiral Zhang Xiaojing, a delinquent, please go to death."

Death...

Zhang Xiaojing said the word death, Ji trembled suddenly, Xiang The shop owner's eyes widened, as if he realized something bad had happened.

At this moment, he wanted to kill his buddy.

Magji, all business is under the supervision of others, who can stand this?

And it's all illegal business.

The clerk looked at Zhang Xiaojing with a wry smile:"Brother Zhang, get up and talk first."

Zhang Xiaojing stood up, and the clerk asked:"Why do you want me to die?"

"Some people want to cause trouble in Chang'an and disrupt the whole of Chang'an. I want to catch those people"

"why me?"

"You and I have the best relationship"

"Must die?"

"I don't know, but the chances of death are high"

"If I die, can those people catch me?"

"able! must be able to! I swear!"

"You said the chance of my death is very high, how high is it?"

"80% will die!"

"I don't want to die"

"I know, but it can only be you, I know you best!"

"If I die, what will happen to my mother?"

"I raise her, she is my biological mother"

"You... I haven't left my mother a grandson yet, Zhang Xiaojing, I got on the wrong boat!"

Zhang Xiaojing was speechless. He could only stand silently. Even if the guy didn't want to die, it had to be him. Zhang Xiaojing had to protect other hidden stakes.

"Forget it, just leave it at that. The clerk seemed to have accepted his fate. He walked out from the counter and looked at the dumbfounded incense shop owner:"Old man, don't take risks in the beheading business in the future. It's great to be safe and sound.""

"……"

The owner of the incense shop wants to cry, Ma Maipi, under the nose of such a secret agent like you, can I have a future?

"Okay, I'm going to die.

The waiter looked at Zhang Xiaojing angrily,"Zhang Xiaojing, lead the way!""

There are many heroes in the tragic songs of Yan and Zhao, and the men of Qinchuan eight hundred miles away are also upright men. Now they still uphold the promise flowing in their blood and die generously. It is just a point in their character, nothing more. Soon

, Under the guidance of Zhang Xiaojing, the incense shop clerk was taken to Master Ge's territory. Chen Qiu was still sitting on the chair drinking tea. After Zhang Xiaojing came with the clerk, he shouted loudly:"Master Ge, the person you want is , I brought it."

Master Ge didn't reply to Zhang Xiaojing's words. He just coldly asked his men to throw out a dagger. It was the same dagger that Master Ge threw to Zhang Xiaojing.

Stop it and go to hell. The rest is between us. The guy looked at the dagger on the ground, walked over step by step, turned to look at Zhang Xiaojing:"I hope you won't let me die!""

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