"You want to kill me..."

The Prime Minister of the East China Sea Turtle looked indifferent, as if he didn't take Wang Jingzhe's words at all. He stretched out his greasy hand and claws and picked up a piece of chicken breast and stuffed it into his mouth, vaguely: "Young man, don't make the situation so nervous just now. It's not that obvious whether it's an enemy or a friend. I just fed the bottle of Erguotou and a chicken leg into the dog's belly? He eats people with short mouths. Don't you know this?"

Wang Jingzhe narrowed his eyes. Although he didn't start in this car on the spot, he really didn't mind waiting for the other party to get off the car and followed him out and solve him outside. Wang Jingzhe no longer cared about the secret of the Eight Characters' life. What he cared more about was that prescription. Tang Hexiang knew that it didn't matter, after all, he wanted to ask others for help, but if others knew, Wang Jingzhe really wanted to silence him.

There are not many herbs left in the world, and the reason why the three monks don’t have water to eat is too obvious.

"Ba, bha" Prime Minister Gui clapped his hands after finishing his meal, then suddenly stretched his neck and said, "What's more, you may not be able to kill me too?"

"Even if I can't kill you, I still have the intention to save you half of my life. This is not a scare or a brag. I can really bear to sacrifice myself to pull you off!" Wang Jingzhe said confidently.

Prime Minister Turtle frowned, looking at Wang Jingzhe who was serious and indeed murderous. He suddenly smiled and rubbed his hands on the quilt, then reached out and said, "Don't be so kind to you. At this point, I'm actually better than Han Guanshan. He is young and energetic and has gone smoothly and never encountered any bumps. He couldn't tell the situation. He felt that eating imperial grain would be the biggest in the world. I'm a little better than him. I ate more salt than he ate rice, and I suffered even more losses. I know one truth deeply, that is, one more friend is always better than one more enemy, not to mention that this enemy is still a kitchen knife seller. My name is Huang Jiulang. The special affairs handling agency before Han Guanshan was built by me."

Wang Jingzhe was stunned immediately, and the person became nervous in an instant. The title of Prime Minister Turtle calmed him down.

The first generation leader of the Special Affairs Office is equivalent to a generation of masters who started the sect. Not to mention the strength he has in the eyes of the upper class, just talking about the establishment of this office, he can't play with it without a few tricks and abilities. Wang Jingzhe thought that people like Huang Jiulang might not be much worse than Wang Xianzhi.

Although he had never seen his father take action.

Wang Jingzhe suddenly had goose bumps from the back of his neck to the under his feet, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Just now, I might have been a little bragging, but Huang Jiulang absolutely did not. He might not have the means to kill him, but the other party has the capital to suppress him.

"Swish" Huang Jiulang suddenly pulled down the curtains of the soft lying window, and the outline and lights of the city were already exposed outside. He said, "Don't be so swaying to the enemy. I said, I am different from Han Guanshan. He first brought people to the hostile direction. I started with friends."

Wang Jingzhe frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Huang Jiulang turned his head and said, "At the beginning, Han Guanshan had no sincerity to throw an olive branch to you in Tomb Cliff Village, which led to the war between you and him, but I happened to be the opposite of him, and I was very sincere."

"Boom" the train changed tracks and began to drive towards the platform.

Huang Jiulang put down the curtains, casually collected the garbage on the table and threw it into the bucket below, and said, "Are you thinking that I want to bring peace to you?"

In fact, to be honest, Wang Jingzhe did not feel any hostility from the other party. Once a person has a murderous intention, no matter how you hide his murderous intention, it will leak a little. Just like he did just now, people already saw that he had the intention to start.

But Huang Jiulang's speech was always peaceful from beginning to end. Unless he had returned to nature and had a murderous intention without leaking it, Wang Jingzhe would really not be able to see it.

"If you don't do it, that's going to attract help?" Wang Jingzhe asked back.

"Haha, I got it with one move, no one cares. Liu Bei had to visit Zhuge Liang three times when he went to invite Zhuge Liang. If he really went to Wolong Mountain once, he could let Zhuge Liang come out for his use. Then his value and importance in the Shu army would not have that status. If you can refuse Han Guanshan, you will also reject me. So this time I met you, I didn't think about calling you, but it's hard to say in the future."

The train entered the platform at this time and gradually stopped.

Wang Jingzhe frowned, not very understanding the other party's meaning.

Huang Jiulang picked up the bag beside the bed and said, "I came to see you this time. I got off the bus and returned when I arrived at the station. Before I left, I still said the same thing. I started with my friends. Since I said I was a friend, I would have to have a meeting gift, right?"

After Huang Jiulang finished speaking, he took out a piece of paper from his bag and handed it to him, saying, "There is my phone number on it. You can contact me when you are in Beijing next year. As for how to give this gift, I can tell you now that you may not be able to find the herbs you are looking for, but I can call on all resources to help you."

Wang Jingzhe's eyes immediately shook, and his heart trembled slightly.

Huang Jiulang waved his hand and interrupted Wang Jingzhe who was about to speak, saying, "Don't use the heart of a villain to spread the abdomen of a gentleman. This gift is for you for free. As for what you want these herbs to do and what are their effects, I don't even ask questions at all, let alone think about getting a share of the pie. When the matter is over, what standards should you use to measure your attitude to us? You can think about it yourself."

Huang Jiulang finished speaking very quickly, then reached out and opened the soft bedroom door and took a step out.

Wang Jingzhe looked at his back in confusion and notes on the table with his phone number, and he was a little confused for a moment.

"If you are interested, please call me next year. "Huang Jiulang reminded me again, then left the carriage and got off the platform.

Wang Jingzhe picked up the note, looked at the phone number on it, and then kneaded it into a ball and threw it into the bucket with expressionless face.

A few minutes later, Huang Jiulang walked out of the station. On the side of the road outside the railway station, an off-road vehicle with a white sign was parked. A young man next to the car opened the door when he saw him coming.
Chapter completed!