Chapter 362 - Selling Information (2)
"What are you guys doing?"
Qiu Jinzhi kicked the lid off the well. "Are you stupid? Hurry and grab that sack! " There were so many sacks by the well, even Qiu Jinzhi himself did not know which one to use.
"He's a informant!" Qiu Jinzhi threw the umbrella in his hand over to grab the sack that he just threw out.
"Of course Manager would be the first one to disagree. "Is there something wrong with you? I'm going to put the water down to clear it up. How can someone like you be so unreasonable?" As he spoke, he stepped forward to tell Qiu Jinzhi not to dawdle.
Ning Shi frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"He's an intelligence agent who sells information everywhere!" Before Qiu Jinzhi could finish, he was pushed to the side by the Manager. Ning Shi also realized that the well was not as simple as it looked.
"Then you stop him, I'll pull it up." Ning Shi stopped holding up his umbrella by the side, he was also pulling the sack that Manager put down a moment ago in the torrential rain.
When he pulled it up, it was surprisingly heavy.
also felt that the two of them were serious. "Apologies!"
Right after he finished speaking, he immediately gave Qiu Jinzhi a kick and attacked towards Ning Shi's direction.
Ning Shi always thought that the Manager was hiding their culprits in the well, but he never thought that this person was actually a informant, and had even snuck into this inn. Speaking of strength, the people here were all his men, killing him was too easy.
Qiu Jinzhi held onto Manager tightly. The kick just now had made Qiu Jinzhi's stomach ache so much that it had started to numb. There was still a lot of mud on his body, but the strength in his hands did not decrease at all.
Qiu Jinzhi grabbed onto his leg and said to Ning Shi: "Praise me to come up."
Manager was also enraged by Qiu Jinzhi's actions, he did not know what was underneath the well that he was hiding, and in the end, he took out the dagger s from his waist and stabbed towards Qiu Jinzhi.
How could Qiu Jinzhi allow this blade to hit him? He knelt on the ground and moved backwards, but because he was holding onto Manager, his strength was extremely strong. Using this point, Qiu Jinzhi successfully broke apart Manager's body and smashed his onto the ground.
As for the things over at the well, it was entirely's responsibility.
Ning Shi pulled out the gunny sack and opened it. There was a bag of charcoal inside. He even started to doubt whether what Qiu Jinzhi said was true or not, but seeing how serious Qiu Jinzhi was, he decided to not doubt it. He continued to salvage the second sack.
It could be seen that they were serious.
"Qiu Jinzhi, who was lying on the ground covered in mud, was rather afraid of what was in Manager's hands, but he was especially interested in the life of a person who had experienced a few life and death battles on the battlefield. "Sssii!" He would be injured no matter how much he looked at it.
Right now, all of this was as fleeting as the clouds in the sky. He must be stopped from spreading the news. Although their discussion and decision had collapsed and was transferred away by someone, it was still uncertain what kind of disaster State Beizhou would face then.
"Why are you making things difficult for a commoner like me!?" The dagger stabbed into Qiu Jinzhi's shoulder forcefully, but was pulled out by the Manager. He raised his leg and kicked Qiu Jinzhi away.
Rain covered the sky, falling on Qiu Jinzhi's face, he saw that the sky was gray. If you fell, you'd probably sleep on the dirty ground. After a parabolic leap through the air, he did not meet a cold pool but a warm embrace.
Qiu Jinzhi raised his head and saw a familiar person, he opened his mouth with much difficulty: "Thank you."
"If you can't beat him, then don't take him. After all, there are people who can." Bai Ze said. Qiu Jinzhi followed Bai Ze's gaze and saw that Ning Shi was unarmed as she fought against the Manager with the dagger in his hands. Furthermore, he had already opened the second sack.
Qiu Jinzhi held onto his wound, which was bleeding profusely. But it was still useless. If he could predict, Qiu Jinzhi would run faster, his wound wouldn't be this deep, and he wouldn't be kicked in the stomach for no reason.
Bai Ze looked at the wound which was mixed with blood and mud. You may have to bear with it. "
Qiu Jinzhi tilted his head and asked: "What do you mean by that?"
"It means …" Bai Ze thought for a while and said, "If you want to protect yourself, I still need to take care of one more person."
Qiu Jinzhi turned pale with fright. Who else? "
"The store's Lady Boss!" Just as his voice fell, there was the sound of wood colliding with wood.
Qiu Jinzhi was right in Bai Ze's embrace, and his eyes were wide opened, as he had no idea what had just happened. " Hey, hey! What was going on? "Oh my god!" After a short moment of hugging, Bai Ze pushed Qiu Jinzhi away. Who knows where she took out folding fan s and started fighting.
Qiu Jinzhi touched his waist in shock. When did he touch the folding fan and took it away? " He clearly remembered that he had hidden himself very well and he was able to find the folding fan after just a short moment of contact.
Qiu Jinzhi held onto his own wound and looked at Bai Ze: "Can you withstand it?"
Bai Ze: "Yes. "Hurry up and go."
Qiu Jinzhi covered his wound and quickly returned to his room. However, if he walked down the corridor, he would definitely leave a footprint. Then, he would definitely just sit there and wait for death. Thus, he ran straight into the rain, ran in the rain, and then circled around again. Find a slightly higher place and return to the room.
Qiu Jinzhi entered his room on the first floor. He also wanted to find a place to change into a fresh and clean set of clothes, but he heard that there were a lot of people walking around outside, as if they were reinforcements. Qiu Jinzhi quickly hid in the closet, and after the people outside had left, he went out to find a cloth strip to treat his wounds, put on the Golden Sore Medicine, and then used a cloth strip to bandage his wounds.
Behind a pile of bloodstained white cloth strips on the ground. Qiu Jinzhi cleaned up simply, then went to find a set of clean and fresh clothes to change into. Since the Manager in the tavern was selling information, who on earth wanted to buy information? Is it Zheng Li?
The more Qiu Jinzhi thought about it, the more scared he became.