Sixth Hall Bian Cheng Wang!

The entire Hell’s Gate has no door, the most unique and individualistic, also the most fierce and most evil Yanluo. He doesn’t allow other Yanluo to kill indiscriminately, claiming that anyone who kills must earn money… yet he himself frequently slaughters entire families! The most perverse thing is that he not only kills his targets and their entire families, but he also kills fellow Yanluo from the same organization without hesitation! It’s said that more than half of the early period Yanluo who fell were killed by him.

He even sends his pet, a Yan Xiao born from pure evil, to supervise within the organization and carry out his quirks. To the extent that his quirks have become a kind of rule, strangely continuing within the organization of Hell’s Gate.

The old Yanluo are already accustomed to this. Although the newly arrived Yanluo are dissatisfied, they all know to endure until they understand the situation better. But Bian Cheng Wang extremely rarely goes on missions, making his reality too difficult to fathom! Only that ultimate evil pet of his, the undead head, constantly describes his terror.

Now in Hell’s Gate, to become a Yanluo, the threshold is already God Arrival realm. After all, Bian Cheng Wang’s pet has God Arrival combat power, and those outside the main structure really can’t blend in. Even if they did blend in, they would quickly be eliminated in the abnormally cruel missions.

Like the previous Tai Shan Wang and City Wang, they were not simple characters either, each with a life story, and could be considered among the few experts in the outer structure realm… they also fell very straightforwardly. If the Ten Halls Wheel King hadn’t broken through to God Arrival at a critical moment, it would have been impossible for him to persist until now. But his Mohist inheritance is also considered exposed, and now many people are guessing exactly which Mohist he is. The former Song Emperor, that evil gentleman of the God Arrival realm, also died in a major escape and kill because his escape skills weren’t up to par.

Serving in Hell’s Gate indeed yields considerable rewards, but the death rate also remains high. The newly appointed Song Emperor wants to raise the treatment a bit, which can be considered a normal human emotion. Bian Cheng Wang can understand, but he doesn’t know if Qin Guang Wang is willing to understand!

The moment Bian Cheng Wang appeared, the Great Wheel King who was sleeping on the ground, the Equality King who was sitting in the corner in a daze, and the Yanluo Wang who was playing dice casually without a care… these Yanluo with a bit of seniority, all sat up straight. With Bian Cheng Wang participating, this mission was simply not ordinary.

The organization elder, Wu Guan Wang, even rubbed the ground to stand up, his borrowed body unable to hide his shock: “Bian Cheng Wang! You—”

Bian Cheng Wang outside the tent lifted his eyes: “Me?”

“I’ll save you a seat! Come over and sit quickly.” Wu Guan Wang quickly wiped off the shock and laughed humbly. His hoarse voice fawning had a kind of disgusting feeling, as if he was going to torture someone to death.

The newly appointed Song Emperor, noticing all this, involuntarily adjusted his posture and observed this notorious Yanluo outside the tent with eyes that tried not to offend. But as soon as his gaze lifted, it was caught. He saw a pair of cold eyes, which crushed his line of sight and then firmly pushed back, like eternal, unmelting ice, making his whole body cold.

“I support your idea.” Bian Cheng Wang slowly walked into the tent and emphasized to the Song Emperor, who seemed frozen there, adding: “Just mention it to Qin Guang Wang later.”

“This…” Song Emperor’s current state was even stiffer than Wu Guan Wang’s borrowed body. He hesitated for a moment, not understanding what stance this Bian Cheng Wang was taking. Was it true? Was it false? Or was he fishing?

“If you have an opinion, just mention it. Why not? What are you hesitating about?” Bian Cheng Wang said coldly: “You mention it, and I will protect your life. If you don’t, I will kill you now.”

The atmosphere in the tent suddenly turned cold. Song Emperor couldn’t see through Bian Cheng Wang’s cultivation at all, but he completely believed the other side had the ability to kill him and was a cold character who would do as he said. But what kind of kind-hearted good thing was Qin Guang Wang?

Initially, the first business of Hell’s Gate when it was established was to assassinate a border general of Qu Country, thus gaining fame. He, the Tai Wei of Qu Country, was still responsible for suppressing bandits, but he never found the people from beginning to end. Qu Country completely lacked outward influence, and they basically escaped Qu Country, so they were unrelated to them. Now, however, they have found the people and even meet with the leader from time to time. But he himself has also become a member of the bandits, and this broken organization has also expanded into a massive entity. He almost personally watched Qin Guang Wang grow up. Without more people’s support, how dare he open his mouth to negotiate?

Bian Cheng Wang said he would protect his life, but would he truly protect it? Would he protect his life and cultivation, or would he protect his limbs intact? He looked around for a moment, but none of the Yanluo in the tent caught his eye. Before joining Hell’s Gate, Kuang Yu Xin never thought that being a killer would be so difficult!

Fortunately, a familiar voice rang out, rescuing him from his predicament: “Do you want to play this big or not?” The only Yanluo in Hell’s Gate who didn’t wear a mask descended into the tent at this moment.

Qin Guang Wang, with his long hair hanging over his shoulders, truly looked like the most benevolent one in Hell’s Gate. He had a faint smile on his face: “Two Yanluo, calm down a bit. This is your first meeting, and I really don’t hope it’s the last.”

Song Emperor said: “…I’m quite calm, boss.”

Bian Cheng Wang, on the other hand, had no emotional fluctuations whatsoever: “I think what he said is quite reasonable. As the organization’s scale expands, your treatment should also follow suit.”

“Hell’s Gate’s treatment is definitely the top in the industry. Go out and ask, which killer organization’s members earn as much as ours?” Qin Guang Wang smiled and reasoned: “Maintaining such a large organization costs money, right? Pre-mission intelligence, post-mission cleanup, route planning, member equipment, various magic tools, organizational response… every aspect, which one isn’t an expense? Yanluo only need to focus on killing, and a fifty-fifty split is very reasonable. If you don’t believe me, I can show you the account book.”

“I’m too lazy to look.” Bian Cheng Wang’s voice was cold: “I only know that the Yanluo currently risking their lives on the front lines are already dissatisfied with the treatment. As a qualified organizational leader, you must consider the feelings of your members. Don’t talk about those useless things.”

“Is that so?” Qin Guang Wang seemed a bit troubled: “…Then I’ll just kill him.”

Song Emperor suddenly took a step back, his back almost sticking to the tent wall!

“Hahaha, just kidding with you.” Qin Guang Wang smiled and looked at Song Emperor: “I’m not like Bian Cheng Wang, that kind of vile personality who kills for fun. My fee for taking action is very expensive! Right, what did you want to tell me earlier?”

“Nothing. I feel this organization is very warm.” Song Emperor said.

“You’ll know as you stay down for a while, everyone is very kind and easy to get along with…” Qin Guang Wang waved his hand: “Sit down.”

The former Tai Wei of Qu Country sat down with his hands pressed on his knees, maintaining a very humble but ready to exert force and escape posture at any time. Bian Cheng Wang, however, had long since stopped paying attention to them and walked directly towards Wu Guan Wang: “Long time no see, Wu Guan. Many Yanluo have changed shifts, but you’re still here, truly a thousand-year-old scourge.”

Wu Guan Wang laughed unpleasantly: “Thanks to your auspicious words.”

Bian Cheng Wang sat down in the position he had yielded, reached out to warm himself by the fire, and said leisurely: “Much more sensible now, aren’t you? Let me test you – this time, who are you teaming up with?”

You are repaying kindness with enmity! Wu Guan Wang didn’t dare to say the words in his heart. He deliberated again and again, and finally said: “Of course I also really want to team up with you. But I feel that Song Emperor has just joined the organization not long ago and needs to follow you more to learn experience.”

Song Emperor suddenly turned his head, almost wanting to shout at Wu Guan Wang to go out and have a one-on-one fight. “Are you sick? Bian Cheng Wang is talking to you, why are you dragging me into this?” I am the dignified Tai Wei of Qu Country, I can’t beat Qin Guang Wang, and I don’t dare to provoke Bian Cheng Wang, but I can’t handle you, Wu Guan Wang? All day long, manipulating a corpse and pretending to be a god and a ghost!

Wu Guan Wang laughed sinisterly: “Bian Cheng Wang, he doesn’t seem willing to team up with you.”

In an instant, right before everyone’s eyes, Wu Guan Wang’s entire person, from top to bottom, suddenly became empty and disappeared without a ripple by the campfire! Song Emperor was speechless for a moment. Just now, he seemed to see a sword suddenly crush Wu Guan Wang from the void, from top to bottom… but there was nothing in his vision. It was clearly just a God Arrival realm aura. But, does such a God Arrival really exist in the world?

The entire tent was quiet, and the crackling sound of the fire was very clear. Bian Cheng Wang lightly patted his hands: “Don’t play little tricks in front of me. If there’s a next time, I won’t just chop a corpse.”

A blood-colored coffin opened in the void, and Wu Guan Wang jumped out of it, lowering his head and bowing his body, extremely humble: “I have heard your teachings, and I will definitely engrave them in my heart and never forget.”

“Everyone seems unwilling to team up with me?” Bian Cheng Wang said blandly: “Am I not isolated?”

“How is that possible?” Wu Guan Wang suddenly raised his head and even cried out in a false voice.

Song Emperor denied: “No, absolutely not.”

Even Wheel King, who usually didn’t say much, rarely opened his mouth: “Our organization is very united, everyone is enthusiastic and friendly, there is no such thing as isolation.” His voice now sounded like accompanying gear turning, with a very solid feeling.

“We all respect you.” Equality King, who had become silent after joining Hell’s Gate, said.

“Oh! Then who will team up with me?” Bian Cheng Wang asked.

The tent quieted down again, even the sound of heartbeats was suppressed. Several Yanluo were like mud sculptures and wooden statues, completely silent. Qin Guang Wang happily laughed.

Bian Cheng Wang glanced at him faintly, and then said coldly: “You don’t need to be so tense. I will go by myself this time.” He raised a slender index finger, and black substance flowed into a small, tailless Yan, resting on the back of his finger: “Yan Xiao will go with me.”

“Good!” Qin Guang Wang clapped his hands, attracting the attention of the crowd of Yanluo: “Still the old rule, those who are unwilling to participate in the mission can leave in advance, our organization is very free – since Bian Cheng Wang has arrived, the importance of the mission has been established. Everyone present at this moment is considered to have agreed to participate in this mission. Below, I will talk about some action details…”

The Jing Hai Plan was something Yin Guan initially heard about from some existence in the One True Dao. It is said to have been formulated by the Prime Minister of Jing Country, Lu Qiu Wen Yue. The giant turtle in You Country is one link in Jing Country’s plan to pacify the vast sea – and it’s unknown whether Jing Country’s plan will still proceed based on the current situation in the secret realm. To further understand the truth of the Jing Hai Plan, Ji Yan Yue, who personally led the Ba Xia Plan, is obviously the key location.

From the perspective of Yin Guan’s personal hatred, after killing Zhao Cang and overturning the giant turtle, Ji Yan Yue is also a target he must kill quickly. The Yanluo’s foothold is in the grassland, and Ji Yan Yue, as a representative of the Jing Country royal family, is now in Sheng Country… Once the personnel began to assemble, the action was not far off. Every Yanluo was an existence that could continuously bring wealth to the organization and should not waste time here.

Entering Sheng from the grassland and then heading towards Jing, Chu Jiang Wang’s planned route was already as hidden as possible. Killers are like poisonous snakes swimming in dense grass, quietly swimming towards their target, waiting only for the moment to show their fangs to announce the final result. Wu Guan Wang obviously wouldn’t forget this route, but he also didn’t have a chance to review it. This time, each acted alone.

Flying fast under the vast starry sky, the huge, tailless Yan spread its wings. Bian Cheng Wang wore a black robe, standing on the Yan’s spine with his hands behind his back. In this Hell’s Gate action, he was responsible for suppressing the array and did not do specific things, so he didn’t need to travel with any Yanluo… he temporarily traveled with Qin Guang Wang.

“Ji Yan Yue’s visit to Sheng is not a public itinerary, how did you get her whereabouts?” He asked in the night sky. Qin Guang Wang was beside Yan Xiao, flying with the wind, not speaking, only writing a “one” in the air with his horizontal finger.

“Did you want to find Ji Yan Yue, so you found them for intelligence? Or did they hire you to kill Ji Yan Yue?” Bian Cheng Wang asked.

“We never actively contact clients. As Hell’s Gate, we shouldn’t even know who the clients are or what they can do.” Qin Guang Wang said: “Isn’t it a coincidence? It’s the latter.”

Bian Cheng Wang said: “You never cover yourself, everyone knows Qin Guang Wang is Yin Guan, and your connection with You Country is not a secret. Is this a coincidence?”

Qin Guang Wang said calmly: “Anyway, things still need to be done. Now we can take an extra reward, why not? No need to care about other things.”

“Seeking skin from a tiger.” Bian Cheng Wang made a concise evaluation.

“The spring cold is sharp, even more so than the winter frost. If we don’t seek this skin, we will surely freeze to death in this spring.” Qin Guang Wang’s voice had a touch of coolness in the night: “My whole life to this point has been like this.”

Bian Cheng Wang was silent for a moment, then asked again: “How many businesses have you cooperated with them on these years?”

Qin Guang Wang said: “Occasionally cooperate.”

“I know the last person who cooperated with them was Zhuang Gao Xian.” Bian Cheng Wang said coldly: “Zhuang Gao Xian kept calling until he died, but no one responded to him. Do you think your end will be a little better?”

“I don’t hope they can respond to me either.” Qin Guang Wang smiled: “So didn’t I invite you out of seclusion?”

“Why do they want Ji Yan Yue to die?” Bian Cheng Wang asked.

“This I don’t know.” Qin Guang Wang said: “Have you forgotten my professional ethics?”

Bian Cheng Wang turned his head to look at him. He smiled: “Each takes what they need, why should I ask? I still need to spend time guessing if they are telling the truth or lies. Furthermore, it’s better not to know the secrets of such evil organizations… What are you looking at me for? What kind of eyes are those? Hell’s Gate is an organization that does proper business, we are clear about money and goods, honest with young and old, we don’t open black shops, and we cannot tolerate your slander!”

“Have you thought about the aftermath of killing Ji Yan Yue?” Bian Cheng Wang said: “She is not like You Que in that kind of family decline situation, she is a real imperial family member. If she is assassinated, what will Jing Country’s reaction be?”

“What, do you think I am that kind of crazy person who acts without thinking?” Qin Guang Wang laughed: “I may not be as impulsive as you.”

Under the night wind, his long hair grew wildly, dancing in the air— “I thought it over, and then I went crazy!”

His figure had long gone far in the long night, its trace hidden. But his voice remained. “Probably will have to change a batch of Yanluo again.” “Perhaps that includes me too.” “After this time, there will be no Bian Cheng Wang in the world anymore.”

Thanks to book friend “Today Paint Lantern Meeting” for becoming the alliance master of this book. This is the 652nd alliance for Red Heart Patrol Heaven.