"See your lordship, Zhao Gao is waiting for dispatch. "

Behind him stood the Six Sword Slaves, a tall and thin young man with short brown and red hair wearing a gorgeous and decent official uniform, with a pale face, solemnly bowed his hand and saluted Li Si, who was standing in front of him with a hand behind his back.

Li Si has been in the position of prime minister for a long time, and he has a posture that is not angry and powerful, and people cannot be underestimated. He glanced at Zhao Gao, as well as the six people standing behind Zhao Gao, and said lightly in an official tone:

"How is your snare spreading? "

This sentence is really witty... The net was clearly under his jurisdiction, but he used the word 'your'. is not only showing his dissatisfaction, but also giving Zhao Gao a reminder. There are already too many members of the net like the Six Sword Slaves who are not controlled by him, the prime minister.

Zhao Gao's face remained unchanged, and he didn't even deliberately look at Li Si. A reminder is a reminder after all, for him who has now controlled most of the net, how effective can it be... He and Li Si both knew it.

Zhao Gao lowered his gaze and replied unhurriedly in response to Li Si's question: "The main checkpoints and streets of Songhai City have been arranged to be monitored. "

"Good, hard work. Li Si praised and did not mention the issue of Luowang members.

The reason why Zhao Gao has confidence is nothing more than that there are others behind him. Even Li Si now only wants to maintain his power without losing it, and not to fight for the lost part. There is a saying of 'concession' in business, and there is naturally also it in officialdom. Giving others a portion of the power that you can't hold on to yourself can not only avoid unnecessary struggles, but also serve as a foreshadowing for future communication and dialogue.

It's just that who can take that part of the power, Li Si doesn't care. Just like Fusu, he didn't take the initiative to fight for it, and Li Si didn't have the slightest intention of giving it away.

That's politics!

Lees is a buyer and a participant. He can't easily lose his 'capital', and at the same time, he must see if he can 'make money' on the other party. Only those who have the ability to compete are worthy of investing 'capital'.

In a hidden corner of Songhai City, the surrounding residential buildings block the light and people's sight. In such an alleyway, a man dressed like an ordinary resident with a cold face stared blankly at the bewitching woman in red in front of him. If you look closely, you will see that his eyes are completely unfocused.

The long black hair is combed into snake-tails, and the overall feeling is like a 'Medusa' with snake hair... Chi Lian hinted in an ethereal voice:

"When you see these people, you should also think that you have not seen them. "

"Yes. The man nodded up and down blankly.

Chi Lian seemed to be very satisfied, and turned to Jingyu who was standing not far away and smiled: "Is this the last one?" It's done, hehe, it's really easy to have your help." "

She waved her hand casually, and the man turned abruptly and walked out of the alleyway. It can be seen that on his neck, there is a black tattoo that is mostly covered by clothes. The exposed part can be vaguely judged to be in the form of a spider.

That's right, he's a snare agent.

"The so-called enemy has a policy, and I am right. Jingyu, who was wearing a turban and restraining a head of black broken hair, said proudly, "This Songhai City is full of strict defenses, so what if it can trap me."

"I'm curious how the hell did you find these Assassins. There is also a woman in the road, but it is Duanmu Rong who has done a simple disguise. She had just followed Jing and the two, but she had seen their actions clearly. The netted assassins who were hiding in the streets and alleys and wearing makeup were like obvious signs, and they were looking for one by one.

"Hmph..."Chi Lian was proud, "You are very good at detoxification, you are much worse in this regard." "

Jingyu scratched her nose and didn't reveal that she had told her this.

"Those assassins, eyes are always searching the crowd. They are different from ordinary hawkers, and they do not see people's clothes but their faces. Moreover, in order to prevent detection, they tend to reduce their presence and deliberately suppress their breath. In addition, they rarely talk to people, and indifference has long been infused into their character ... It's easy to tell the difference. "

'It's easy for you, right?' Duanmu Rong smiled bitterly, "I made such a judgment at a glance after sweeping the crowded crowd, I really don't know... How to describe it. ’

She doesn't know that judging a person by breath is good at Jingyu, who has the ability to listen to the voice of all things.

"It's not too early, let's go to the secret retreat of the Mo family and tell Xiao Gao the news of Qianjilou. Jingyu smiled, "Snake girl, are you interested in going along? "

"Hmph, those people are all stuffy gourds with justice in their hearts, I'm not interested. Chi Lian pursed her lips and said something that made Duanmu Rong not know whether to refute her or not, "I'll go find someone to inform Zhang Liang of that sissy, this matter... Although we can do it by relying on our Xiang family, it is better to involve him after all. "

always excludes Zhang Liang from action, which inevitably makes them alienated and estranged from each other. This is not conducive to Xiang's recruitment of Zhang Liang, as well as Confucianism and Mo to fight against Qin... Chi Lian sincerely followed Jingyu, and when he made actions and decisions, the starting point was to put it in a place that was beneficial to Jingyu. In addition, she is extremely intelligent, and there is no strict distinction between justice and evil in her heart, she is really Jingyu's good helper.

"Then I'll give you a hard time. Jingyu took her hand, nodded with her, and walked out of the alley with Duanmu Rong first. The two of them entered the crowd this time, and even though there were still many surveillance personnel around, they acted without scruples.

Chi Lian is under his influence, and sooner or later it will be known. But now, as a sudden change, it is a weapon of advantage. All parties who are unprepared will bear the consequences.

Jingyu knows this, and Chi Lian also knows it. And unlike Jingyu, watching others fall into the trap they set and struggle, it's Chi Lian's favorite thing. She walked out of the alleyway, and after retracting her gentle gaze at Jingyu's back, there was playfulness and coldness in her eyes that scanned the crowd.

Walking side by side with Jingyu, Duanmu Rong lightly opened her lips and said, "It's okay to let her go too much?"

"Don't worry, the only thing she won't do now is to ruin my reputation and Xiang's reputation and damage my interests. Jingyu said confidently, "That's fine." "

But the Mo family or other sects may have been counted by her. Duanmu Rong had such worries, but she didn't say it after all. She knew in her heart that she was already more than just a medical immortal of the Mo family.

The two went all the way out of the city, and soon arrived at the secret retreat of the Mo family. Before they came, they had already given notice to the Mo family, so all the leaders were waiting in the hall of the meeting. It's just that to Jingyu's surprise, the old man of the short dun dun will be waiting for him in the courtyard.

"Hehe..." As soon as he saw him, the old man smiled proudly, "My old man only thought that there was no genius in the world except for you." But now, I've really found one. He took out a Shang Tong ink recipe from his right hand, "Three days, it only took three days for him to restore this ink square... Tsk, I think it took three months for my old man's first time. He threw Mo Fang to his left hand and clamped it, and shook his head with his right hand on his beard.

Jingyu's dark eyes narrowed, "Are you here to show off to me?"

"I didn't mean that. The old man said this, and his expression was clearly different. Moreover, he took the ink cube in his right hand and turned it a dozen times at will, which had already disrupted the order.

It's obvious... When Jingyu got the ink square, he threw it directly into the lake, and he couldn't make the old man so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"Hmph!" Jing Yu snatched the ink square, restored it in a few seconds with one hand, and sneered as he spun his fingertips, "Is it difficult?" He could guess that the other person who turned out of the ink square was Jing Tianming.

"Uh..." The old man's facial expression stiffened, and a pair of small eyes widened to the maximum, and he rubbed it, afraid that he was mistaken. Finally, he looked at Jingyu's gaze, and there was some very familiar resentment. That is undoubtedly to say, 'Since you are so powerful, why are you unwilling to inherit the Mo family's tricks?'

Jingyu threw the ink fang back to him, and pulled Duanmu Rong, who was surprised, to walk towards the council hall together.

"Actually, I've played quietly before, you can't tell anyone. Jingyu winked at her.

Duanmu Rong smiled, "You, you have to be naughty!"

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