"Mr. Ji, what's wrong, you."
A low voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I need you guys to do something for me."
Ji Wuwang said to the phone.
Then Ji Wuwang turned to the phone call with the task assigned by Mr. Wang, and told the phone: "No matter what happens, Jin Chuji must die."
"Okay, Mr. Ji, we know."
After the phone was hung up, the man took out the phone card and destroyed it, and said to the person who was drinking and playing cards in the room: "Okay, stop playing, the task is here."
“What mission?
Boss, you can do it!"
The people in the room said to the person who had just called.
"Mr. Ji just called and asked us to kill Chu Ji. I know that many of you were Chu Ji's subordinates before, but we are all dissatisfied with Mr. Wang. If anyone dares to leak the news and let Chu Ji know this time, then I'm sorry, I won't show mercy."
After finishing, he glanced at the people in the room and added again: "If you want to live a glorious life, now is an opportunity. As long as we can help Mr. Ji complete the tasks assigned by Mr. Wang, then Mr. Ji can gain a foothold in the intelligence department, and we will slowly be activated by Mr. Ji in the future.
Believe in this, now all the people in the intelligence department are Chu Ji's people. If Mr. Ji wants to completely control the intelligence department, we are indispensable."
After that, the people in the room were all shiny. If they could enter the intelligence department, then they would be very glorious in the future, and there was almost no need to consider it.
"Okay, let's go with the boss and destroy Chu Ji!"
"Yes, kill Chu Ji! Then control the intelligence department!"
"As long as we control the intelligence department, we will feel satisfied in the future."
The crowd below was excited and wanted to kill Chu Ji now.
"Okay, let's make a plan, so that Chu Ji will not be killed by then, but we will be in trouble."
Then the people in the room gathered together and began to discuss it in a slight manner.
The people who can be in this room are all leaders, and they control more people under their command.
At around 10 o'clock in the evening, there were already many figures gathering around the temple where Chu Ji was. They were waiting quietly. When the time reached 11 o'clock, they would go out directly.
At this time, Chu Ji was in the backyard of the temple, and was tasting tea with an old monk, not knowing that danger was coming.
Soon, the agreed time came, and Ji Wuwang's subordinates quietly surrounded the temple, and then three ancient warriors climbed over the wall and entered the temple.
This temple is not big, there is only the hall where the Buddha is worshipped in front and the courtyard where people live in the back. Moreover, in this temple, there is only an old monk, a monk.
When Ji Wuwang's men climbed over the wall and came in, they saw Chu Ji sitting in the yard and drinking tea, and then they surrounded Chu Ji directly.
The old monk was obviously also an ancient martial artist, but the old monk cultivated his heart, so his combat power was not very high. However, when the old monk saw those killers wearing masks, he took the initiative to stand up to protect Chu Ji.
"Amitabha, Master Chu, please leave quickly, I can't stop them for long."
The old monk chanted the Buddha's name and said to Chu Ji.
Chu Ji smiled and shook his head at the old monk, "Since they have all found this place, it is clear that they have prepared a long time ago. Now their people have surrounded this temple. Even if I want to escape, I can't escape."
After that, Chu Ji glanced at the three people who surrounded him and said to the old monk: "Master, don't worry about me. It's better to leave first if you can leave. I am an ordinary person and I can't leave tonight."
The old monk shook his head with a wry smile and said to Chu Ji: "Since the donor is my guest, I have to consider the donor's safety."
After the old monk finished, the three Ji Wuwang's subordinates rushed towards the old monk and Chu Ji. The old monk fought against three, and was no match for the three people at all. He was quickly beaten to vomit blood and retreated.
"Old monk, please meddle in other people's business. The purpose of our coming here is Chu Ji, it has nothing to do with you. If you move out of the way now, we will leave after killing Chu Ji, and we will guarantee that we will not touch you at all."
But the old monk shook his head and said firmly: "Mr. Chu is my guest, so Mr. Chu's safety is my safety. If I don't die, don't you think about hurting Mr. Chu!"
The old monk was very persistent and still vowed to protect Chu Ji. After hearing this, the three assassins in masks stopped talking nonsense and rushed towards the old monk.
At this moment, the old monk used his unique skills, and the golden patterns appeared on the old monk's body, making the old monk's shriveled muscles seem to have shined again.
The attacks of the three killers all fell on the old monk, but the old monk seemed to have nothing to do and could not break the old monk's defense at all.
After seeing this scene, the three killers were a little surprised. Unexpectedly, this old monk with poor skills was so strong. Of course, they meant defense.
After a long time, the three of them were anxious and used their unique skills one after another. Suddenly, the old monk's pressure suddenly increased by more than three times.
The old monk squirted out blood, and the light golden patterns on his body dimmed, but the three of them attacked so wildly that they did not break through the old monk's defense.
At this time, another person came into the yard, and this person was their boss.
After the man came in, he said in a deep voice: "What are you doing?
Why did it take so long?”
After the three of them stopped the attack, they said to their old avenue: "Boss, the old monk has a high defense. With that old monk protecting Chu Ji, we have nothing to do!"
"Barewell, won't you just ignore the old monk and kill Chu Ji?"
The boss scolded him so arrogantly.
After hearing the words of their boss, they couldn't hold back their faces. They didn't think of this just now, so they all lowered their heads in shame.
Then the boss glanced at the old monk who was already seriously injured, and smiled and said to the old monk: "Stinky bald donkey, you are looking for death by yourself, but you can't blame us!"
Chapter completed!