"Mr. Wang San is poisoned."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and murmured to himself:

"They still took action... still took action..."

Zhao Rang hurriedly asked:

"who are they?"

The middle-aged man did not answer. He raised his head, looked at Zhao Rang sharply, and asked:

"who are you!"

Zhao Rang smiled and said:

"Anyone who wants to help!"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said:

"You can't help me with this."

"You didn't make it clear, how do you know we can't help?"

The middle-aged man suddenly lost control of his emotions. He stood up and paced around the room, his face full of panic:

"I can't explain, and you can't help! No one can help, because they are not human at all!"

Then, without giving Zhao Rang a chance to interrupt, he trembled his lips and kept repeating the last sentence:

"They are not human at all..."

"Not human at all!"

"It's not a human being, is it a ghost?"

Yuan Ke was pleased to see that a grown man could be so worthless, and couldn't help but said with great contempt.

"Yes, they are ghosts! They are ghosts!"

Unexpectedly, these words calmed down the middle-aged man.

Zhao Rang stepped forward, supported his back, and asked the middle-aged man to sit down slowly.

After a while, the middle-aged man gradually recovered and narrated the situation at that time as if he was dreaming.

About ten days ago, he bought a group of girls from Dawei Nandi from Yangguan. They were all sixteen or seventeen years old. They were all pretty and pretty. Although they were not the top beauties, they were definitely

Top quality goods.

According to the market conditions at that time, such a girl could be exchanged for two strong war horses at the horse market in Lanmo Kingdom.

The middle-aged man felt that he could make a lot of money this time and was very happy.

Although horse dealers like them can come directly to Lanmo Middle School to trade, they still have to register and pay taxes in advance when passing through the Western Region Merchant Alliance.

Since there haven't been many openings recently, the middle-aged people have encountered difficulties in business turnover, so they decided to take risks and try to get rich. So they and their assistants took these girls and took the farthest and most dangerous road to escape the danger.

Open a business alliance.

There were no dangers along the way, and the middle-aged man and the girls arrived at King Lanmo's city safely.

He had a habit of going to Xiangtengju and Wangsan Taiye for a drink every time he came to the royal city.

As for the business, he left it to his big men.

On this day, he arrived a little early.

When he saw someone else sitting in the private room where he usually sat, he became furious and even scolded the waiter who was in charge.

"I didn't think much about it at the time. Taking advantage of my relationship with Mr. Wang San, I rushed directly into the private room and overturned the table."

Zhao Rang asked:

"How many people are in the private room?"

The middle-aged man thought for a while and said:

"I can't remember exactly, there were about five or six of them. They all wore hoods, rags and rags, and they smelled bad. They were just a bunch of beggars!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, a shiver shivered in his body...

"I asked the waiter how someone like this could go up to the third floor and arrange a private room! The waiter told me in embarrassment that they were very generous and had no intention of defaulting on the bill."

As a restaurant, Xiangtengju naturally has to do business.

No matter how the guests dress, if they can afford the money, they must be treated equally.

This is also the long-standing tradition of Xiangtengju. Mr. Wang San has also repeatedly warned that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Western Regions. There are ruthless characters everywhere, so all the guys must not judge a book by its appearance!

But he never imagined that the one who broke this rule in the end was not his subordinates, but his friends!

"After I overturned the table, those people didn't say anything. They stood up and stood quietly for a while, then left without asking for a refund."

"Not a word?"

Zhao Rang asked.

"No, absolutely not!"

Zhao Rang nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Although the table was lifted and the beggars were driven away, the smell in the private room could not be dissipated for a long time.

There were black maggots writhing in the overturned dishes, dishes, and even wine bottles.

"Those people haven't taken a shower for an unknown amount of time. I thought it fell from them..."

As a last resort, I had to give up the private room I was used to and moved to the next door room.

Mr. Wang San has not arrived yet, but the middle-aged waiter has arrived first.

The news brought by the man was like a bolt from the blue to him!

"This batch of goods is in my hand!"

"Can't sell it?"

Zhao Rang said.

"Yes."

"The biggest trading target of our horse dealers is the Gongchen tribe, the second largest tribe in Lanmo Kingdom. Although this tribe's strength is slightly worse than that of the Hanxing tribe where the leader of the country belongs, it is not much."

"And their demand for beauties from the southern part of Dawei is almost bottomless! Previously, as long as she was a woman, even if she was disabled or old, she could trade smoothly!"

"But this time my man went to discuss business. Before he could speak, the other party broke one of his arms and threw him out. He also said that their tribe would no longer trade war horses or beauties, even the best ones!"

Zhao Rang glanced at Yuan Mingkong.

The second largest tribe in Lan Mo Kingdom, Mr. Wang Third also mentioned it, is the tribe where the fourth prince Anzuo belongs.

"Is this the order from Fourth Prince Anzuo?"

The middle-aged man asked in surprise:

"You also know Anzuo?"

Zhao Rang replied:

"It's what Mr. Wang San said."

"Oh, it should be him. Although the leader of the Gongchen tribe is his father, all his father's energy is spent on running domestic affairs. All the affairs of the tribe are handled by his son, the four members of the Lanmo Kingdom.

Prince, Anzuo is in charge."

The middle-aged man came here expecting to make a lot of money. Unexpectedly, he was first occupied by a group of "beggars" and then his business was ruined. He was very angry.

After Mr. Wang San came, he complained a lot.

"After a drink, I feel much better. Who knew this was just the beginning!"

When he returned to his business office, the middle-aged man saw the group of girls and thought that he would not make a penny this time and had to take care of their food and drink. What a big loss!

Coupled with the drunkenness, I picked the most beautiful one and threw it directly on my bed, ready to vent my anger.

Unexpectedly, the girl who was crying and crying just a moment ago would start to rot as soon as her skin touched his bed!

The beautiful face became uneven, and holes the size of needle tips broke through the skin densely, gushing out rotten black flesh, exuding a stench.

The smell was exactly the same as what he smelled in the private room.

The middle-aged man was shocked and quickly backed away.

Then I saw that the girl's whole body was shriveled up, like a piece of paper, so light that she could fly away just by blowing on it.

"The bed is poisonous!"

The middle-aged man said firmly:

"Yes, someone poisoned my bed. But they didn't expect that it wasn't me who went to bed first that day. That girl...she...she saved my life!"

But middle-aged people don't have it easy either.

The strong stench in the room made his consciousness a little blurry, constantly drifting out and gathering again.
To be continued...