C397 You are from the Baishang?

First, the white-clothed woman had to confirm whether or not Zhao Yiyang was really sent by Gongsun Ze Tian. After confirming this point, things would be much easier.

But they could only see the doubt and confusion in Zhao Yiyang's eyes, so how could they run over to Phoenix Creek Town? The only possibility was that it was attracted to him by someone from the Listening Rain Pavilion! As for the contact signal that could be used on the outside, she just so happened to know it, so he drew out the symbol to test Zhao Yiyang.

"Since things have already come to this, you can't be blamed for it. If I wasn't curious about your identities, I believe we would have already started working together!" Zhao Yiyang thought, he felt that if he did not recklessly bring people to look for him, there would not be such a thing, wouldn't it be fine if he just quietly waited for them to come looking for him? He had to find out who the mastermind was out there to get her, but he ended up getting himself involved.

"Since Mister Zhao has thought it through, then this little girl will not say anymore!" First, you have to recuperate your injuries and wait for the time to mature. Of course, all of these were nonsense. What he needed to do now was to let Zhao Yiyang think of a 'big show', so he wanted to get up first.

"Marshal Gongsun told me that someone would come contact with me and tell me the mission and the detailed implementation plan. Is that you?" Zhao Yiyang looked at the lady in white and asked.

"Something like that!" The woman replied with a smile. She and her sister had only decided on the spot. Originally, the one who contacted Zhao Yiyang wasn't them, but someone else. That person was assigned other tasks by the two sisters. That was why there was such a big mistake.

Of course, Gongsun Zaitian did not know about this, the plan had already been passed on, it was just that the two girls suddenly did not complete the task of transferring them, and thus they misunderstood, but it deserved Zhao Yiyang's bad luck, if he had been late by two days, he would not have ended up like this.

"You're an intelligence agent under Marshal Gongsun's command?" Zhao Yiyang suddenly asked.

"Hey, why do you talk so much!" The younger sister scolded from the side.

"Sister, don't be rude! In other words, he is currently our employer, so we will try our best to fulfill the requirements of the employer. However, we are only in charge of intelligence, and the real culprit is still your own people! " Her elder sister interrupted her sister's rude actions and explained to Zhao Yiyang.

The woman in white was very intelligent. She was able to get rid of the relationship between her and Gongsun Zaitian with ease. It was unknown to the entire world just how terrifying the Listening Rain Pavilion that Gongsun Zaitian created five years ago became. Furthermore, to date, there should not be many people who had heard of it, but even those who had heard of it would think that it was just some unknown force in a small country!

"Rumor has it that five years ago, a mysterious force rose up in the martial arts world. They were called 'Baishang' and it was said that there was no information that could not be obtained by the organization. As long as the price was reasonable, any information could be bought from the 'Baishang'. Many people coveted this mysterious power's information ability and wanted to seize it as their own. However, they had all given them a painful lesson, and many gangs were even wiped out because of this. No one dared to have any thoughts about the 'Baishang' anymore. Could it be that the two girls are from the 'Baishang'? " Zhao Yiyang thought for a while, then immediately said a name.

"Baishang" was an intelligence agency of the martial arts world. It used the trading of information as a way to make profits and five years ago, it quickly rose to prominence in the martial arts world. Its background was unknown, its founder was unknown, and its strength was unknown.

There was once a rumor in the martial arts world that 'you can't buy it, but you can't think of it'; that 'you can't buy it, and that' you can't ask about it '! The first two sentences talked about a place in the martial arts world that sold all sorts of things as its main means of business. It was called 'Treasure House', and you could buy any rare treasure, strange demon beasts, or peerless beauty there. Some people would even spend a lot of money to purchase certain things, and towards this kind of request, 'Treasure House' would similarly consider accepting them.

The last two sentences were about the 'Baishang', a mysterious intelligence agency in the martial arts world that mainly sold information. The organization was very strict, and had yet to be infiltrated by anyone from any power. At the same time, the power of the 'Baishang' could quietly infiltrate into all walks of life, even into all walks of life.

From the royalty of the country to the commoners, there was no information that they did not know, and there was no information that they could not get their hands on. Even if you wanted to know how long the emperor would be changing into a pair of underwear, or wanted to know how long a certain gang leader in the martial arts world could last, the 'Baishang' would be able to provide you with all of this information!

"Mr Zhao is indeed knowledgeable, you're right! This matter is entrusted to us by Mr. Gongsun, so we will fully cooperate with you to a certain extent! You only need to follow the information we provide and execute it! We will not participate in your affairs, but we will give you some basic guarantees. Of course, we will not decline any other request, but depending on the circumstances, you will have to increase your money! I hope Mr. Zhao is clear on this point. " The big sister said to Zhao Yiyang with a businesslike tone.

"Thank you for your help, I hope this cooperation will be a pleasure!" Zhao Yiyang finally calmed down a bit, the rumors said that the reputation of the 'Baishang' was still very high. Normally, after receiving a commission, the envoys of the envoys would not accept any more orders, in order to prevent conflicts between the two, making it difficult for the 'Baishang' to stay in the middle.

"Since there is nothing else, we will take our leave first!" Her elder sister said to Zhao Yiyang who was on the bed as she pulled her sister and walked out.

"This ?" Can I ask you something? " Zhao Yiyang's face suddenly flushed red, he stammered, and was a little embarrassed, as though he had something important to say, and asked Zhao Yiyang.

"Oh? Is there anything else, Mr. Zhao? " Her sister turned and looked at Zhao Yiyang, seeing that his face was even redder, she asked in a different tone.

"This ? Below me, that is the place where I was injured before and after. Who was it? When Zhao Yiyang heard the white clothed female's question, his face was already as red as a red apple. However, if he did not clarify this matter, he would feel uneasy in his heart, so he could only bite the bullet and stutter out a question.

"Hmph. Big pervert, you're stuttering when you speak. I personally gave you the medicine. I saw it clearly from the start to the end. Am I right about the mole on your left buttock?" Her little sister spoke out from the side, as though she had swallowed medicine, and pointed at Zhao Yiyang.

"..." At this time, Zhao Yiyang wanted to find a hole to hide in. His heart was like a torrential river, rolling over and over like the Yellow River breaking its banks, tears flowing like the tide. Hearing the words of the woman in the light purple dress, Zhao Yiyang was already on the verge of death due to his grief. The other party was still able to clearly identify the mole on his buttocks, causing Zhao Yiyang to immediately want to seek fault.

"Mr. Zhao, don't listen to my sister's nonsense. I asked the laborer in the building to apply medicine on you. At that time, the doctor was beside you!" Her elder sister pulled at her younger sister, then explained to Zhao Yiyang in a comforting manner.

"Oh, that's good! "Wait ?" But how did your sister know, that on my left buttock. The mole? " Hearing the white clothed female's words, Zhao Yiyang's heart really eased up a lot, but after thinking about it again, he felt that something wasn't right, so he weakly asked.

"Oh, my sister is that doctor. She is well versed in medicine and was personally taught by a doctor. Sir, please rest assured!" His sister explained in all seriousness.

"..." He might as well not explain or comfort her. In the end, wasn't this girl looking at him? Zhao Yiyang continued to cry ? Continue wanting to die...

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It was already the third day since Shi Haowen and the rest arrived there. In these two days, other than relying on She Qi's method of living to half full and finding an old and broken temple to spend their painful nights together, they did not earn any other income. It was not that they did not want to, but they could do nothing about it.

Initially, they were complacent, believing that relying on Lu Baihuan's wife's beauty to hang in a brothel would be enough to support them in eating and drinking. But a dream is still a dream, reality is still a cruel reality.

Other than the Purple Clouds Pavilion they found on the first day, although the price they offered was not ideal, it was still as the old procuress had said, the highest price in the entire town. After leaving the brothel, Shi Haowen ran continuously for a few days. Forget about the blisters on the soles of his feet, even his tongue was almost tied, but no matter what he said, the price would not decrease at all.

In the end, they forced Shi Haowen to use violence to force the other party to accept his offer. But who would have thought that the other party would suddenly jump out with two or three hundred men holding sharp blades.

He took out all his remaining silver coins to compensate for the other party's frightened and fragile heart, but even so, they were still beaten up. Luckily he did not bring Lu Baihuan's wife along this time, in order to use force, otherwise, they would have forcefully held his down, turning her into a true 'chicken'.

After going through all that, Shi Haowen no longer dared to continue acting B, although the prices given by the brothels were still very low, but Shi Haowen no longer dared to use his blade to threaten them!

A good person would be bullied, a good horse would be ridden, horizontally, blankly afraid of losing his life, no matter how rude and unreasonable Shi Haowen and the others were, when facing such a large group of people who did not care about their lives, they could only lower their heads.