At the deepest end of the small town alley, there is a wall. Below the wall, two master and disciple are discussing files in low voices.
However, in a certain house behind the wall, there are constant sounds of quarreling.
It seems to be a young couple.
The man said, "Tell me! Whose child is it?!"
The woman replied, "It was clearly when your father was sick for a whole year. You said you wanted a child to liven up the old man. Look, the day before yesterday, how happy the old man was looking at the child. This is good, isn't it?"
"You're a good banana!"
"Don't get angry. I just made a mistake that all women would make."
Zhang San and Wang Xiaoer couldn't help but glance at the enclosing wall.
Do young people these days discuss such profound ethical issues at home?
Shaking his head.
After all, it's none of their business, leave it be.
Better pay attention to one's own affairs, Wang Xiaoer said, "Master, with what you said, I think I can understand the wonders of your method."
In short it’s just taking jobs from high-paying assassin groups, then giving jobs to low-paying groups.
Of course, when giving jobs to assassin groups, you have to pay half the deposit first. And the low-cost assassin groups must correspond to weaker strength.
But for Master, this is completely irrelevant.
If the mission succeeds, everyone celebrates.
If the mission fails, the master can observe the target in secret, to see if he is bluffing. After comparing the strength between the enemy and us, he can decide whether to take action.
And most importantly, according to the rules of the Jianghu, the deposit must be returned after a failed mission.
Although it’s risk-free profit, Wang Xiaoer keenly noticed a problem after understanding the principle...
Wang Xiaoer asked doubtfully: "Master, after all, it's just a human-level mission. No matter how big the price difference, it shouldn't exceed twenty taels. Doing this double-dealing of missions... can you make money?"
Zhang San said with feeling: "As long as you calculate accurately, you will definitely not lose money, but you won't make much either. Basically, you can make four or five taels per order. If you're lucky, you can make eight or nine taels. But the good thing about this method is... stability!"
The conversation took a turn, and Zhang San said again: "Do you still remember the Three Kills of the Underworld that I taught you? Do you know why on the first day I taught you, I taught you the Three Kills first?"
Wang Xiaoer said: "Because these three moves... are stable?"
"That's right! In fact, although the Three Kills of the Underworld are simple in technique, they contain the three great realms of stability."
Wang Xiaoer became more doubtful: "Poisoning, sneak attack, and lime powder? Can they be divided into three realms?"
Zhang San explained: "This is where you don't understand. Let me teach you, the so-called Three Kills of the Underworld, have an inherent order. First poisoning, if poisoning fails, then sneak attack. If sneak attack fails, then sprinkle lime powder."
After listening, Wang Xiaoer still shook his head.
Still unable to understand.
Zhang San sighed. He knew it wasn't because Wang Xiaoer was not smart enough to understand, but because Wang Xiaoer's pursuit of "stability" had not yet reached his level.
So Zhang San continued to explain: "In fact, there is no need to stick to the method. For example, poisoning, as the highest realm of stability, poisoning itself is just a technique. What I want to tell you is the meaning embodied by the act of poisoning itself.
What is poisoning? It is to unknowingly administer a lethal poison into his body, in order to achieve the goal of killing him."
Holding up his index finger, Zhang San said: "That is to say, poisoning is an indirect murder method! It is also the highest realm of stability! Of course, we don't have to stick to poisoning. In fact, traps and mechanisms are similar. The point is that you must understand that 'indirect murder' is the best and most stable method."
The advantage of this method is that you don't need to engage in dangerous combat with the enemy, and you can solve the target.
If it fails, you can just turn around and run. It's extremely stable!
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaoer immediately understood.
Wang Xiaoer made an analogy and said: "I think I understand Master. That is to say, after poisoning, the sneak attack and lime powder that follow represent two kinds of 'direct murder methods'.
Among them, sneak attack comes first, because sneak attack represents the enemy being unprepared, with a high success rate and low risk, and is regarded as the second realm of stability. The subsequent lime powder represents that the enemy is already prepared, so we can only find other means, which is the third realm of stability."
Zhang San nodded satisfactorily.
He never doubted Wang Xiaoer's intelligence.
However, there should be no doubt about Zhang San's pursuit of stability as a stable killer.
"So Master, you developed this remote murder method that transcends the highest realm of 'indirect murder'?"
Zhang San nodded and said, "Right! The only thing that can transcend indirect murder is remote murder! It can also be called... hired murder!"
You must not think that a killer hiring a killer is the ultimate absurdity.
For Zhang San:
Now I don't even need to poison!
Whether it's poisoning or setting traps, you need to spend a lot of time observing the target's lifestyle habits. That is to say, you have to get close to the target first and lurk in his life.
Do you think there is no risk in this kind of behavior?
But now, I just need to issue a mission, the risk is all theirs, and I can still make a little commission from it.
Isn’t it wonderful?
Wang Xiaoer wondered: "But this way... wouldn't it be too slow to make money? But it is indeed stable. If you accumulate little by little, expand the business, maybe you can make money."
Upon hearing this, Zhang San said with feeling: "That's what I thought at the time."
Wang Xiaoer was even more confused now. He looked at Master's plain clothes, and touched his own empty belly.
Wang Xiaoer couldn't help but ask: "Then what happened? Master, you don't seem to have gotten rich."
Zhang San spread his hands helplessly and said, "I did make a lot of money at the beginning when I started to expand the business, but..."
"Later, just because I expanded the business too much, it was exposed, and I was chased by the underworld of Nan Commandery for half a year."
"......" Wang Xiaoer spread his hands, indicating this was normal.
If it were me, I would issue kill orders across the Jianghu too.
Zhang San sighed softly, and then said, "Those people, they were really excessive. Fortunately, my disguise and voice changing skills had achieved mastery at that time, otherwise I might have really been killed by them."
Wang Xiaoer thought: This time... I stand with those gang members. Master, doing this, you must be chased.
But of course such words could not be said.
So Wang Xiaoer just perfunctorily comforted: "Master, don't be too sad."
Zhang San said angrily: "What do you know? I must be sad! These robbers! Bandits! Shameless scoundrels!"
Wang Xiaoer's mouth twitched.
Hmm.
Their fault...?
Seeing Wang Xiaoer's expression from the corner of his eye, Zhang San sneered: "It seems you still don't think they were wrong. Then I have to tell you."
"Uh... Master, please go ahead."
Zhang San said, "It may not seem ethical on the surface, but think about it. First, did the person the client wanted to kill end up dead or not?"
If the mission succeeds, the client's purpose must have been achieved.
So Wang Xiaoer nodded.
Zhang San went on, "Secondly, nowadays, being in the underworld and running a shop are both for making money. In the end, didn't we all make money? Originally it was one organization and one assassin making money, now it has become two assassins and two organizations, and I took the least. Did I say anything?"
Wang Xiaoer nodded again.
Zhang San finally said, "Besides, that year I went to collect missions from various manors one day and distribute missions across counties the next. To be honest, I ran around so much that my legs almost broke. I did make contributions, didn't I? So since I contributed too, it's only natural that I got some rewards, right?"
After hearing this, Wang Xiaoer nodded again.
That's how things were.
After listening to master's explanation, Wang Xiaoer thought: According to master's words, it seems he didn't do anything wrong and at least shouldn't have been hunted down by the entire underworld, right?
The organization wanted to make money and the clients wanted to kill people - didn't they all get what they wanted in the end?
Does it really matter if I wasn't the one who personally killed them?
Since the goals were achieved, why bother arguing over the process?
Although Wang Xiaoer really wanted to refute his master's words, he couldn't find the right words for the moment.
But Wang Xiaoer felt something was not quite right in his heart. He sensed that if he could figure out the source of this feeling, he would know how to refute his master.
But how could he verbalize this feeling?
At the same time, the argument between the young man and woman in that household was also coming to an end.
The man said increasingly angrily, "If you don't explain clearly to me today, don't even think about stepping out of this door."
The woman cried loudly, "You just wanted a child to make your dad happy, didn't you? Tell me, didn't your dad get out of his sickbed the day before yesterday? Didn't you already achieve your goal?"
"Does it matter if the child is biologically yours?"
Since the goal was achieved already, why bother arguing over the process?
"Besides, I already married you. How could you still care about whether the child is yours?"
What a scumbag!
As she spoke, the woman wailed loudly.
Obviously she felt wronged!
The conversation inside the room left the master and disciple outside the wall dumbfounded.
Zhang San thought: Damn...potential clients! But bumping into them so easily, that rumor in the jianghu must be true.
Nowadays, the fact that the killer business could become the fourth largest industry of the underworld must have a causal relationship with this era where mothers are definite but fathers are not.
There were even rumors in the jianghu that up to 50% of individual clients in the underworld's killer business chose this service due to family disputes.
As for Wang Xiaoer beside him, he suddenly burst into loud laughter!
"Hahaha...That's right, now I know what felt wrong - this feeling!"
No one knew what he had figured out.