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The black clothed man did not take Zhao Jinbao's words to heart, because he felt that it was impossible to do it, he closed his eyes and waited for the poison to kill him.

However, after he waited for a while, he realized that his body did not seem to have the reaction that a poison should have. According to the time, the poison had also started acting up.

Opening his eyes, he looked at Zhao Jinbao, and Zhao Jinbao was also smiling at him. Seeing the other party open his eyes, Zhao Jinbao said: "You didn't die from the poison, does this mean that I won the bet?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" The black clothed man was shocked. He was very confident in his poison. This was the strongest poison in the organization. No one could survive without the antidote. Even the people in the organisation could not do that.

Zhao Jinbao stood up, and said smilingly: "There is nothing that is impossible, you should be clear about whether the poison will be resolved or not."

"Who are you? How did you do it? " The black clothed man suddenly crawled up from the ground, as he looked at Zhao Jinbao with complete vigilance.

Zhao Jinbao looked at him, and instead of answering, he asked. "It seems like I should be the one who asks you a question, right? If you think of yourself as a man, you should be telling me who sent you to kill me! "

"You …"

"You want to go back on your word?" Zhao Jinbao's gaze turned cold and the black clothed man's body trembled uncontrollably.

"As a hitman, it is my duty to protect the customer's information. I order you to take it. As for who the employer is, I will not tell you." The black clothed man still did not intend to tell Zhao Jinbao.

A person who wasn't afraid of death was the scariest, because you couldn't use your life to threaten him. He really had the urge to strangle the black-clothed man to death, but reason told him that he couldn't do that.

"Do you think you're still a killer? Do you think you can still wield a blade after the meridians in your right hand have been crippled? Do you think you can still kill people? "

"It's my business."

"Hur hur, actually, I'm really curious. How much money can that employer give you that is worth your life's effort?"

"This is my professional ethics."

Zhao Jinbao saw that he could not get anything out of her, so he said: "Alright, since you insist, then I will not force you, you can go."

"You want to let me go?" The black clothed man was startled. He thought that Zhao Jinbao would try to kill him if he didn't say it, but he never expected that Zhao Jinbao would actually wait for him to say those words.

"Or what? I just want to know who wants to harm me so that I can be on guard. Since you don't say it, then I will just raise my guard a little. With my skills, do you think that I will care about assassins trying to harm me? " Zhao Jinbao smiled confidently, then walked down the mountain.

The black-clothed man stood on the spot, his eyes dull as he looked at Zhao Jinbao's back figure. Within the organization, assassinations that failed were all considered deaths, yet he became an exception. Not only did Zhao Jinbao not kill him, he even saved his life. To his knowledge, this was simply impossible.

After Zhao Jinbao went down the mountain, after making sure that the black-clothed man was not following him, he threw the poisonous dagger and short blade into the bushes beside him and buried them. This thing will harm people, so as not to be discovered by others, thus causing unnecessary accidents.

The black-clothed man stood at the top of the mountain for a long time with a complex look in his eyes. As an assassin, his right arm vein had been destroyed, meaning that he no longer had any value in this business.

The next morning, Zhao Jinbao rode his bicycle to Wang Xueqin's hotel and waited for him. Wang Xueqin had already been waiting inside the hotel since a long time ago.

"Jin'Bao, are you sure I can go back now? Will those people let us go so easily? " Wang Xueqin said a little nervously.

"Don't worry Teacher Wang, how would I lie to you? It's okay, don't worry!" Zhao Jinbao laughed faintly, his face had a look of confidence.

Looking at Zhao Jinbao, Wang Xueqin felt a lot more at ease. From a certain angle, she had already relied on Zhao Jinbao on him on the spot.

When the two of them went to the hotel lobby to check out, the waitress smiled at the two of them. These few days, Zhao Jinbao was busy heading towards the hotel, but Wang Xueqin did not seem to be in a good mood, so the waitress misunderstood without a doubt. Seeing the two of them checking out of the hotel, she said: "It's unavoidable for the couple to fight, but it's good as long as we make up."

Wang Xueqin's face immediately turned red, she originally wanted to explain, but when he saw that Wang Xueqin did not seem to care, she swallowed her words back.

After completing the check-out procedures, Zhao Jinbao and Wang Xueqin rode towards the old building area together. Perhaps it was because of the hot weather, but the blush on Wang Xueqin's face had not disappeared. As Zhao Jinbao watched from the side, he could not help but say: "Teacher Wang, you misunderstood the waiter just now, why did you not explain yourself?"

"Then why don't you explain?" Wang Xueqin said.

"Hehe, Teacher Wang is so beautiful, that's what I wish for."

Wang Xueqin's face flushed red again, but her tone was a little serious as she said: "Zhao Jinbao, I'm your class teacher, how can you be so humble."

Although Wang Xueqin's tone had changed, Zhao Jinbao knew that she wasn't really angry. She said: "I'm leaving school now, so I won't be your teacher anymore. Also, who said that teachers can't fall in love with students anymore."

"Zhao Jinbao, you... "Ahhh!" Wang Xueqin did not expect Zhao Jinbao to say that, so she pointed at him angrily. However, the wheel of the carriage in front of her had suddenly smashed into a rock, causing her dragon head to instantly become unbalanced, and she crashed into a flower terrace beside the road.

Wang Xueqin was so shocked that her face lost its color. She was about to crash into the flower terrace, but she was unable to control her hand to turn the dragon head, so seeing that, Zhao Jinbao immediately grabbed onto one of Wang Xueqin's arm. Just as the carriage was about to crash into the flower terrace, he pulled forcefully, causing Wang Xueqin to be pulled towards him.

Zhao Jinbao rode a bicycle with a horizontal bar at the front, so he sat on it. The two of them leaned so close to each other that Zhao Jinbao could clearly smell the fragrance coming from Wang Xueqin's body.

"Teacher Wang, are you alright?" Zhao Jinbao asked softly. When the hot air at the corner of his mouth hit Wang Xueqin's ears, instantly, a hint of red invaded.