(Translation) Maximum Level Boss Really Doesn't Want to Be Green Tea Again

(Translation) Maximum Level Boss Really Doesn't Want to Be Green Tea Again
Chapter 17 I am not selling my body but my artwork!



Nangong Fujier asked: "How do you recognize me?"


  He was a murderer. The people who knew him, except his friends and master, were all dead. 


  How could Wen Moyan, a woman from a wealthy family, confirm her identity at a glance? Not to mention he was still wearing a mask at the moment!


  Wen Moyan knew that Nangong Fujian would not let go unless she explained clearly.


  He helplessly extended his hand and pointed to Nangong Fuji's waist.


  Nangong Fujian followed Wen Moyan's direction and looked at himself.


  His eyes were fixed on his belt.


  Each of the assassins in the Shadow Tower had a corset with a jade plaque encrusted on it, with a number engraved on it.


  The numbers represent their rank in the Shadow Tower.


  Nangong Fuji jade plaque has the inscription "two" engraved on it.


  It turned out that Wen Moyan knew of this jade plaque, so she guessed his identity.


  Nangong Fujier asked puzzledly: "Why do you recognize the Shadow Tower jade plaque?" Although the Shadow Tower's jade plaque was no secret, only the people of the world knew about it, and Wen Moyan's identity should not know much.


  “I heard my father talk about it!" Wen Moyan said without thinking.


  "Your father? Wen Changshan, Minister of War? "Nangong Fujier expressed his doubts.


  Wen Moyan nodded and said, "Uh, yes, if you don't believe me, ask her. "


  Nangong Fujier did not believe it, but he did not plan to ask. There's something else he has to do.


  He looked at Wen Moyan from top to bottom and discovered that she was not dressed like a general lady, but rather like a servant dress.


  And he's got a little trunk behind him.


  This view...


  "You want to escape from the general's house? Where should I go? Out of town? "Nangong Fuji asked with interest.


  Wen Moyan looked at him and said confusedly: "You? Why are you asking these questions?" Is there a killer so curious?


  Nangong Buer thought for a moment, then suddenly raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Wen Moyan.


  Wen Moyan subconsciously took two steps back and said helplessly: "Good people talk but do nothing! What's wrong with you always scaring me? "Nangong Fujian said coldly:" Someone spent money to buy your life. I, Nangong Don don't kill innocent people with your hands. I've been investigating you and it looks like you didn't do anything dangerous, so now I'm giving you a chance to buy your life back!" Wen Moyan looked at him with wide-eyed eyes.


  Nangong Fujier thought he heard wrong.


  He pointed to his nose and said in surprise: "Buy my life? You see clearly, I am Wen Moyan, the third woman from the General House, an ordinary little concubine. Who will buy my life? "Nangong Fujier He replied coldly: "His world rules are the identity of the employer should not be disclosed. All you have to say is buy or not. If you don't buy, I'll send you off right away! "Wen Moyan was silent for a moment. Does he have a choice? Of course he wanted to buy it, but did he have any money?


  Wen Moyan carefully recalled the contents of the original work, after thinking about it, she was unable to find the plot in front of her!


  But it's good to think about it. In the original book, right now, he was still in prison for poisoning Shuang Feichen, waiting for Prince Shuang Yuanxiu to heroically save his beauty.


  Now she reads books and changes some plots, which naturally affect the whole body.


  The direction of the plot was different from before, that was what he wanted.


  But being killed was not what he wanted.


  Who wants to kill him?


  Shuang Feichen's? Obviously not. If Shuang Feichen wanted to kill him, he would not let him leave the palace of Prince Qin.


  Prince Shuang Yuanxiu? Probably not, Shuang Yuanxiu was still thinking of making use of it.


  Who'sis that?


  Since she knew that she was going to marry into Prince Qin's palace, Wen Mowan wanted to kill her and remove her obstacles?


  That's not true. In the original work, isn't he also married? Wen Mohan had never taken it seriously and had not bothered with this little concubine at all.


  Who'sis that?


  "Have you thought about it clearly? Do you want to buy it? "goo Nangong Fujier.


  Wen Moyan regained her senses and asked helplessly: "Then?"


  Nangong Fujian exclaimed: "Thousand taels!"


  "Thousand taels?" Wen Moyan looked at the person in front of her she was shocked, then Kou Sheng said helplessly: "Forget it, you have to kill me. I only have five taels of silver each month. Where can I give you a thousand taels of silver? "Nangong Fujie said calmly and indifferently:" As a small concubine, the advantages won't be much. I can give you a chance to get it yourself."


  Wen Moyan frowned and looked at the person in front of her, always feeling that she was a little strange.


  He didn't seem to want to kill her at all, he just wanted to make money.


  Thinking of this, Wen Moyan subconsciously embraced herself with both hands and said cautiously: "I am an artist but not a human!"


  The corner of Nangong Fujian's mouth behind the mask twitched and followed Wen Moyan's words and asked: "What talent do you have? got any?" Can I get a thousand taels of silver with my body?"


  Wen Moyan thought about it carefully, she actually produced a thousand silver taels using a recipe at Zhenxiu Restaurant two days ago.


  But at the moment no patient can make him repeat his old tricks!


  Wen Moyan looked at Nangong Fujian carefully and asked, “If I.... did not give you money, would you definitely kill me?” Nangong Fujian nodded and said indifferently: “People die for money and birds die for food.


  Wen Moyan inevitably let out a heavy sigh. He thought about it and finally thought of a way out for himself before Nangong Fuji's patience ran out.


  "okay! I promise, a thousand taels will buy my life. But I have conditions! "Wen Moyan looked at Nangong Fujian with his hands on his hips.


  Nangong Fuji felt that this girl in front of him was very strange, she was a child concubine, yet she was very brave, despite the fear in her eyes when she just mentioned that she wanted to kill him.


  But what's more, it's a calculation.


  Right, he wasn't afraid at all, he was just counting.


  Nangong Buer sneered: “What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms?"


  Wen Moyan pursed her lips and said: "You didn't speak to death just by talking. Listen to what I have to say, and you won't refuse any more. It's too late, isn't it? You won't have any friends if you talk like this!"


  "I don't need friends!" Reply Nangong Fujie.


  Wen Moyan ignored her refusal and said directly: "Buy my life for a thousand taels. I'll give you another thousand taels. How about you send me out of the capital? " There is a curfew in the capital, and the city gates are closed before dawn.


  It won't open.


  Wen Moyan originally wanted to escape to the city gate for the night and leave after dawn.


  Right now, it seemed that it was best to escape at night.


  Nangong Fuji's martial arts were extremely powerful, so he had to be very fast when he invited him to run.


  This way, by the time the people in the General House found out that he was missing, he would have already left the capital.


  Nangong Buer looked at him steadily, and after a while, he nodded and said, "OK, I promise. Not only do I promise you, I can also show you a clear path to making money every day. "Wen Moyan asked curiously


  He said: "What street is clear?"


  Nangong Fujian looked to the southwest and said: "Judi Sihai's House!"


  (Late this chapter)