Dimension Paradise, I am a summoning apostle

Chapter 413 The Ghost Face Society: Top-notch Debt Collectors!
"On a mission? I just got back?" He Xiao said with dissatisfaction.

I just got back, why am I assigning him an assassination mission again? Doesn't he know that because of the Heavenly Ring, the number of spies in the Heavenly Palace is terrifyingly high?

As a Class A assassin of the Ghost Face Society, he does have a heavy workload on a daily basis, but it shouldn't be this heavy.

Of course, this time his dissatisfaction did not stem from the mission itself, but from the fact that in the previous mission, he had embezzled a top-tier cultivation technique and the corresponding cultivation treasures.

Moreover, its cultivation method was highly compatible with his own, and he thought he should switch to it as soon as possible.

After all, Tianfu is extremely dangerous because of the Heavenly Ring.

Leaving is definitely not an option, so the only thing to do is to strengthen myself and protect myself as much as possible.

"Alright, this is the last order tonight." The masked man at the counter handed him the order before he could refuse. "I know I've been busy lately, but once you finish this order, I'll give you three days off."

Upon hearing that he would be taking a three-day break, He Xiao's dissatisfaction slowly faded.

Three days is enough time for him to completely transform his true energy.

Therefore, he could only accept it: "Okay, I understand."

He carefully examined the contents of the list, then frowned: "Capture alive?"

"How many taels did you ask for?" He Xiao asked.

"Three thousand taels," the other party said casually. "I'll give you one thousand taels."

Killing someone is easy, but capturing them alive is not.

Especially now, there are spies everywhere.

Upon hearing the price, He Xiao's brow relaxed; one thousand taels was indeed a reasonable amount.

Normally, the unit price wouldn't be that high, but things are different now.

Special prices during special times.

"Come back in half an hour to complete the transaction." After saying that, He Xiao put down the order form.

For him, it was just a rich young master and a bodyguard with some martial arts skills; it wasn't a difficult matter.

The real challenge was getting that rich young master to the designated location.

Following the information on the list, he quickly arrived at the inn.

The inn only had one waiter, a waiter, who was sleeping in the lobby on the first floor.

With his light-footed skills, he easily entered the house and went upstairs.

"Room number 15, the best room." He looked at the room sign and confirmed his target.

He used his inner energy to break the inner lock and then pushed the door open to enter.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a large expanse of blood-red shadow.

A terrifying aura instantly froze the internal energy circulating within him.

Looking up, he saw the other person looking down at him.

He couldn't help but swallow hard, then turned to run away.

He was grabbed and pulled back before he could even take two steps.

He Xiao knew he was in trouble.

The bastard who ordered the ghost mask tricked him.

What does it mean to be a bodyguard with some martial arts skills? This guy is a top-tier martial arts master.

Not to mention him, there isn't such a master even in the Ghost Face Society.

So here's the question: Could the person protected by such a master be a rich young master?

Unless the wealthy family is extremely rich, spanning several counties, they simply cannot afford to hire such a master.

Such people are not people that the Ghost Face Society can afford to offend.

If they really killed that young master, I'm afraid that if a bounty were issued, all the assassins of the Ghost Face Society would lose their heads.

"It's a misunderstanding," He Xiao forced a smile.

He knew these words were weak and unconvincing, but he had to try.

Then he was dragged in front of the rich young man.

Chu Danqing looked the other person up and down: "I remember we have no grudge against each other."

Upon hearing this, He Xiao quickly replied, "Young master, I was merely following orders."

"Of course I know you're acting under orders, but whose orders are you on?" Chu Danqing wasn't stupid; why would someone want to kill him for no reason?

"I don't know. I'm an assassin under the Ghost Face Society. Someone places an order and pays me, so the society assigns me." He Xiao betrayed the Ghost Face Society without hesitation.

The Ghost Face Society is probably similar to the Blood-Clad Tower, but it's a low-level, unorthodox organization.

Chu Danqing had no recollection of it, indicating that it wasn't a major force.

Moreover, their intelligence capabilities are probably not very good either; otherwise, knowing that Da Bao was by Chu Danqing's side, they definitely wouldn't have dared to take this job.

Even if they dared to accept the task, they wouldn't possibly send someone who's at best a third-rate figure in the martial arts world to do it.

This isn't an assassination attempt; this is suicide.

“Young master, I can show you the way, I can definitely help you.” He Xiao chose to lead the way for Chu Danqing.

But Chu Danqing shook his head: "That's too troublesome."

He knew the rules of the assassin organization: if an assassin failed, they would seek compensation from their employer.

That's right, it's not that after an assassination attempt fails, the assassin organization will continue to send assassins to kill the target and then fight them to the death.

The assassin organization is not a sect or aristocratic family; it is a commercial force.

As the employer, the information you provided was incorrect, causing us to lose an assassin. Therefore, the employer should definitely compensate us. Assassins are expendable resources for assassin organizations; even after they die, their maximum value must be extracted.

As for the employer not being able to pay compensation, then kill the employer and take whatever amount you can get, including the house and land deeds.

The assassin organization's ability to establish itself is naturally inseparable from its relationship with the local government.

Of course, there is another scenario: the employer does not provide intelligence and instead pays extra to have the assassin organization investigate and carry it out themselves.

If something goes wrong, the assassin organization can only pocket the commission and has no way to seek revenge on the employer.

However, the employer will also be informed that the assassination attempt failed and that additional money will be required for another attempt.

However, if the person to be assassinated is too powerful or of too high a status, they will not carry out the assassination and will refuse to refund the money once they learn of it.

They are indeed a commercial force, but they are not a legitimate organization.

They have the right to interpret the rules in a double standard.

"Wait, young master, you can't kill me. I'm a Class A assassin, I..." He Xiao understood Chu Danqing's intention and hurriedly said.

"You mean the Ghost Face Society will avenge you and then fight me to the death?" Chu Danqing was somewhat surprised. This assassin organization must be crazy.

He Xiao shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum, and hurriedly explained, "No, no, no, that's not what I meant."

"I am a Class A assassin, I can serve as your dog, young master, as long as you spare my life."

He knew exactly what kind of people the Ghost Face Society was. Not to mention that threatening them with his background was completely useless and would only lead to his own demise.

Surrender is the only way to survive.

Chu Danqing looked slightly disappointed; he had thought he might actually encounter someone stubborn.

"Sorry, I don't keep dogs," Chu Danqing said regretfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, Da Bao pierced He Xiao's brain with a single claw, and the power of his blood rage twisted it, killing him instantly.

Because the opponent was weak, the death was not painful.

After searching, Chu Danqing found what he was looking for on the corpse: an earth-attribute true qi cultivation technique and its accompanying equipment.

With this, the complete set of the Level 9 Myriad Power Technique is now assembled.

"It's a pity that the Dragon Soaring Ten Thousand Feet Technique and its matching equipment are not available, otherwise we could sell another set." Chu Danqing could recite it from memory, but it would need to be notarized.

Copying and disseminating skill books can be expensive.

It doesn't seem like the resources provided by allies are being charged at cost price.

If it can't be distributed and can only be used by oneself, then the price is cheap, but it's useless to Chu Danqing.

He originally wanted to exchange for resource points, but if it's notarized, he won't make any money.

"Just throw him outside, someone will come and take care of him," Chu Danqing said.

Da Bao nodded, then dragged the corpse out the window and threw it out, and that was it.

The Ghost Face Society dared not retaliate against him; they only dared to seek revenge against their employer.

Without going into too much detail, the fact that the other party claims to be a Class A assassin confirms that they must be a key figure in the Ghost Face Society.

Chu Danqing did not believe that there were any higher levels than the opponent, such as Heaven, Earth, Profound, or Yellow.

If such a person truly existed, it's impossible for him to be completely unknown.

For assassin organizations, reputation is of paramount importance.

If you have no reputation, who will place an order with you? It's true that good wine needs no bush, but only if the wine is good. If it has no flavor at all and is still in the alley, who will know what's going on with you?

About an hour later, a person dressed in black tiptoed out, and seeing that no one was around, quickly picked up the body.

Even though the person died, he still had to bring the body back to the Ghost Face Society to report back.

After seeing this, Da Bao said to Chu Danqing, "Xiao Chu, take the body away."

"Just take it with you, you should go to sleep," Chu Danqing said.
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"He's gone mad! He's gone mad! He's gone mad!" Kong Xiong was furious. "Three thousand taels!"

His heart was bleeding; his own father had spent a full three thousand taels of silver just to vent his anger.

He thought the maximum he could get was only a few hundred taels of silver, so he crumpled the receipt in his hand into a ball and spat it onto the newly filled soil not far away.

The old man, who was already halfway to the grave, was buried ahead of schedule with his help.

Kong Xiong's wife also had a blank look in her eyes. If the three thousand taels were left to their family of three, plus the rent, they would be set for life.

But just to vent his anger, he gave it away for nothing.

"What...what should we do next?" the wife asked, sounding slightly flustered.

"What can we do? Just wait, what else can we do?" Kong Xiong said irritably. "The Ghost Face Society has captured people, they're definitely going to send them over."

"They only look at the receipts, not the people. Luckily, this old geezer paid first, otherwise we would have been in trouble."

"As for that kid, he'll just have to keep the old codger company too." Kong Xiong's evil intentions were also rising.

Just as he finished speaking, a flash of silver light suddenly appeared in the darkness.

The silver light was so fast that Kong Xiong didn't even see it before it pierced his throat.

A sharp pain shot through him, and he instinctively clutched his throat, only to discover that it was a throwing knife.

Just as he was about to see who had done it, two more silver lights appeared, and his wife and son were covering their necks just like him.

Then, several figures wearing hideous ghost masks and dressed in night clothes emerged from the darkness and scaled the wall.

Seeing that the three of them were still alive, he threw three more throwing knives, finally ending their lives.

The three of them died without ever knowing why the Ghost Face Society wanted to kill them.

(End of this chapter)