I'm a killer with no emotions

Chapter 109 You've Got the Wrong Person

Wang Bucheng laughed out loud, and tapped on the table with his finger, "What are you afraid of, they won't eat you."

Ning Zhe lowered his head nervously, cowering silently.

Seeing this, Wang Busheng waved to the two young masters leaning on Ning Zhe.

Love Ci and Fu Ya can securely sit on the top spot in Zuiqing Building, so they are also people with sense of taste. They both chuckled, let go of Ning Zhe obediently, and stood behind him.

Only then did Ning Zhe's tense body relax.

Wang Busheng leaned over and was next to him.

An unbelievable momentum immediately locked Ning Zhe firmly.

Ning Zhe's eyes flickered, his fingertips moved unconsciously, and a cold light flashed away without anyone noticing.

Wang Bucheng didn't seem to notice it, he just stared at Ning Zhe's hideous and ugly face, his eyes filled with distress and regret, "Hey, little beauty, I haven't seen you for a few days, what's the matter with your face? Could it be Lin Feishuang? What did you do?"

"No... no, it's me..." Ning Zhe avoided his sight, his head almost dropped to the ground.

"It's such a pity, such a beautiful face." Wang Bucheng sighed, and said again: "But don't worry, as long as you follow me, I will keep your face intact, how about it?"

Ning Zhe took a careful look at him, then quickly lowered his head, and shook his head firmly.

Wang Buzheng narrowed his eyes, stared at him for a while, then suddenly leaned over and asked him in a low voice, "Why don't you want to, what can Lin Feishuang give you? Am I not more valuable than him?"

Ning Zhe was stunned.

Wang Bucheng smiled, "I know who you are, but Ning Zhe, if you want to use Lin Feishuang to do something, I will definitely make your life worse than death."

Ning Zhe suddenly looked up at him.

But Wang Bucheng laughed loudly, his greasy face was covered with thick flesh, and the fat that could not be wrapped around his body trembled with his laughter wave after wave.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just joking with you."

He winked narrowly at Ning, his mung bean eyes, which were not that big, were squeezed like this, let alone invisible.

Ning Zhe stared at him closely, not daring to underestimate this man.

Wang Buling patted him on the shoulder, stood up and opened the window and shouted downstairs, "Tonight is a treat to the Wang family, everyone, you guys have a good drink, and I hope you will support me in the Demon Sealing Conference in a few days' time!"

There was a moment of silence downstairs, and then there was a burst of noise. Ning Zhe heard a few words, most of which were flattering words.

The Wang clan has a very high reputation in the Tianqi Dynasty, and as Wang Bushi is the son of the Wang family, he naturally deserves the flattery of these people.

"Little beauty, you can have fun here, young master, I still have important things to do."

As Wang Bucheng said, he hugged Fu Ya casually, squeezed his soft waist with a pair of big hands, and smiled lewdly on his face.

With a lecherous look of winking, people can tell what the "important matter" he is talking about is at a glance.

However, no one knows whether he is really as useless and lustful as he appears on the surface.

At least, he was not joking when he said that life is better than death.

Ning Zhe stared at Wang Bucheng's back, his clear and quiet eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The young man in green clothes walked slowly, put his hands on his shoulders, put his warm chest on Ning Zhe's back, and breathed ambiguously on his neck.

Ning Zhe didn't move.

Qingci then stretched out her slender fingers and probed into the skirt of his clothes.

Ning Zhe grabbed his wrist and turned to look at him.

Qingci let out a low laugh, her appearance was like a bamboo, her temperament was like a fairy, and her eyes were dazed.

"Don't you want me to serve you? I will make you comfortable, either above or below..."

The tip of his nose was almost touching Ning Zhe's, and he blew on Ning Zhe's face, even the breath carried a lingering fragrance of bamboo.

Ning Zhe didn't move his eyebrows, his eyes were as silent as an abyss, "Your companion was taken away."

"It is Fuya's blessing to be favored by the prince."

Qingci raised her beautiful eyebrows, her eyebrows were full, and her voice was gentle, "Do you like Fuya more, little brother?"

Ning Zhe shook his head.

Love Ci smiled again, picked Ning Zhe up and put him on the couch.

Ning Zhe is much smaller than him, not even reaching his chest.

Qingci touched his soft black hair, "You are so young, it seems that you can only be the one below."

He kissed Ning Zhe's forehead, and asked with a smile, "Would you like to?"

Ning Zhe stared at him without making a sound.

Love words bento when he agreed.

He picked up the tent hook, unbuttoned his clothes, knelt on the couch with one knee, and slowly covered Ning Zhe's body.

The hibiscus tent was slowly lowered, the shadows of people in the tent swayed, and the fragrance wafted in, which cut off the prying eyes of the outside world.

There was a rustling sound, occasionally mixed with a few heavy gasps.

The eyebrows and eyes of the person standing outside the window suddenly turned cold, and the figure rushed into the room like the wind, and lifted the heavy curtain——

……

"Go back."

Not long after leaving the door, Wang Bucheng pushed the person in his arms away.

His expression was cold and solemn, and there was no hint of lust just now.

Fu Ya didn't say anything, she bowed her head respectfully and said yes, and left.

"Where is Your Highness?"

The guard took a step forward, "My lord, please."

Wang Bucheng walked to a wing room, straightened his clothes, and with a slight movement of his eyebrows and eyes, he put on a cynical smile, opened the door and walked in.

"Second Highness has been waiting for a long time."

The fifth mausoleum was playing with the beauty. Seeing him coming in, he waved nonchalantly: "Why are you so slow? Come quickly and help me find someone."

Wang Buyu raised his eyebrows and walked over, "Your Highness contacted me this time just to find someone? You have been playing outside for so long, and the Demon Sealing Conference will be held soon. It is completely in his hands, do you think you want this country or not?"

"Father has made his own decision on this matter, it's not your turn to worry about it!" Fifth Ling ignored him, pointed to the scroll in his hand and said, "It's him!"

Wang Bucheng looked at the lifelike and stunning young man in his words, his eyes flickered slightly, but there was a smile of interest on his face, "This young man is born well."

Fifth Ling looked at him warily, "This is the person I want, don't make any plans for him."

"Who is this young man, worthy of His Highness's attention?"

who?Naturally, someone who can be used to contain Qingluan.

Fifth Ling sneered, "You just need to find him."

Wang Busheng smiled meaningfully, "Okay, it's just that when His Highness sees him, whether he is dead or alive, but it's not certain..."

……

Huo Chen stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

The boy held the man under him with one hand, and stabbed his right hand straight into his body.

The man's eyes were wide open, and his whole body twitched. A blood-stained dagger slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Huo Chen's throat was dry, and he struggled to speak: "The emperor...the emperor..."

Ning Zhe glanced at him expressionlessly, and pulled out his right hand from the man's body.

The blood splashed in an instant, dripping onto the boy's face, turning him into a bloody man.

Love Ci covered her abdomen, spit out a mouthful of blood, and was extremely weak, "You... how did you find out..."

He is the number one card of Zuiqinglou, used to attract benefactors from all walks of life, and is also a rare and poisonous body, secretly assassinating targets for Zuiqinglou.

Anyone who has sex with him will leave his poison in his body, and he will die soon after.

Many people are fascinated by his beauty and enjoy him to their heart's content, but they don't know that behind this feast, there is a deadly poison.

But today, the feast he put up with all his efforts was seen through.

Still an unknown boy.

There was a hint of resignation in Qingci's beautiful eyes.

Ning Zhe also raised his lips, imitating what he had done to him just now, leaned close to his eyes, put the tip of his nose against him, and exhaled lightly on his face: "I don't want to be below."

Qingci froze for a moment, only to realize that he was answering his previous question.

Ning Zhe stopped looking at him, straightened up, and walked to the bed barefoot.

"Stop!" Qing Ci shouted, with a cold expression, "Kill me!"

He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth while enduring the severe pain, and said, "Even if you don't kill me, Zuiqinglou won't let me go! I don't need your kindness. Rather than being humiliated to death by them, I'd rather die with you now." hand!"

Ning Zhe didn't pay attention.

He looked at the man in front of him blocking his way, raised his head and stared at him calmly, "Get out of the way."

"Why not kill him."

Ning Zhe was silent.

Huo Chen took another step forward, staring closely into his eyes: "Because you can't bear it, can you, Your Majesty?"

Ning Zhe lowered his eyes and said in a calm voice, "You've got the wrong person."

"There is a soul-inducing needle buried by the minister in the emperor's body, even if it turns to ashes, the minister will not admit his mistake."

Huo Chen's eyes were deep, and the dark tide surged, "You hate me, why I didn't save you back then, why I tortured you."

"You got the wrong person."

Ning Zhe stared into his eyes and repeated, stretched out his hand to push him away, and walked out the door barefoot.

Huo Chen looked at the weak love words on the couch.

If Ning Zhe hadn't made a move just now, this person would be dead by now.

The delusion is intermingling with the divine veins, but he doesn't see if his body can bear it.

"Tell that master of yours, if you dare to think of him again, don't blame me for being rude to him!"

Huo Chen walked away coldly, following Ning Zhe, his expression gradually softened.

Ning Zhe didn't look back, he knew that Huo Chen was taking care of him, but he didn't care.

As No. 67 said, Huo Chen was useless to him.

Huo Chen walked up to him in a few steps, grabbed his bloody right hand, and carefully wiped each one with a brocade handkerchief.

Ning Zhe let him move without stopping him.

"You used to dare not even kill a small animal, but now you can do such a thing without changing your face."

Huo Chen stroked his cold fingertips, his throat was dry and his voice trembled, "You...what have you been through these days..."

Ning Zhe remained silent.

He learned to kill a long time ago, but Huo Chen didn't know it.

Ning Zhe walked out of Zuiqing Tower barefoot all the way, Huo Chen frowned, and suddenly reached out to hug him.

Ning Zhe turned his head and stared at him coldly, with the word "let go" clearly written in his eyes.

Huo Chen didn't care at all, bowed his head and kissed his ferocious face, "Where is the emperor going, I will see you off."