HiLittle Wife

Chapter 727 Ghost Killer Qingjue

The reason why they are called the Three Emperors is that their status in the assassin world is comparable to that of emperors. One day when Qingquemen is there, other assassin organizations will not be able to get ahead.

However, the relationship between these three people is not good. Although they are in the same organization, they do not like each other, and they are at odds with each other. In the past few years, the Qingque Gate has to be split up, and they have become opposites.

As a result, the Asian killer world can be said to be divided into three by them, and all forces are trying to win over them.

As one of the hall masters, Qing Jue has an extremely secretive identity. Unlike the other two big bosses, he is happy to take on tasks personally.

"Unexpectedly, a big shot was caught!" The bodyguards beside him couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hmph." Prison Jinsi bared coldly, read through the documents, and then walked into the inner room.

The two killers collapsed on the chairs, their faces were covered with blood, the bodyguards backed away, and the Secretary of Prison Jin threw the data sheet on the table.

The short-haired man glanced at the table, his eyes froze suddenly, and finally there was a little emotional change.

"You..." He obviously didn't expect that the prison Jinsi would be able to find out this, and indeed the prison's ability should not be underestimated.

"Surprised?" Prison Jinsi's tall body stood steadily, with one hand in his pocket, "I said, I can find out if you don't tell me!..."

He put his hands on his eyes, leaned down slowly, and stared at him condescendingly: "Qing Jue, one of the masters of the Qingque Gate, is elusive and known as a killer of ghosts. Unexpectedly, today is the day. Have you ever thought that you will be arrested? "

Hearing this, the short-haired man pulled his lips coldly: "I never thought I was so good, of course, this time I was convinced to lose!"

He indirectly admitted his identity. This short-haired man was indeed Qing Jue, the hall master of Qingquemen. He was 27 years old, so young and promising.

With his hands tied behind his back, he stood up slowly, and looked at Ji Jinsi. His height was also nearly one hundred and ninety-nine. As a killer with such a height, he was quite outstanding.

"Young Marshal of the Empire, I will only talk to the person who caught me. As for you, don't waste time!" He straightened his back, and only then did Prison Jinsi notice that the man's shoulders were soaked and reflected under the light. There was a lot of blood.

"You want to talk to her?" Prison Jinsi narrowed his eyes.

"Yes." Qing Jue said firmly, "Except for my captors, no one else is qualified to interrogate me!"

Lu Bei, who was standing by the door, immediately stepped forward when he heard the words.

"Young commander, look..."

Prison Jinsi raised his hand, was silent for a moment, then turned and left.

Xu Yi had two serious injuries, and Prison Jin Si naturally wouldn't let her come for interrogation, and didn't even mention this matter in front of her.

At night, Xu Yi threw up her dinner again, but even so, she was in good spirits and was not affected by morning sickness.

Prison Jin Si re-prepared her a birthday present, besides the pistol, there are many things used in the army, of course Xu Yi will like it, and at the same time he is in a good mood.

The man sending these things has already shown that he will not object to her staying in the army...

The day of Xu Yi's 24th birthday was the most impressive day in his life. Not only was his identity exposed, but he also gained the understanding and support of the people he cared about the most. This was more important than anything else.

She will always remember this day...

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Xu Yi recuperated for a week, and spent almost twenty hours lying in bed this week. Prison Jinsi and Mrs. Mei were overbearing and did not allow her to get out of bed.

Her range of activities is limited to this super big bed.

After all, it was Third Young Master Xu, so he must not be idle.

(End of this chapter)