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Chapter 91 Help

ing Hand

Author: Yao Jishan

ing Hand

The wolf head tattoo on Mangtai's forehead suddenly became ferocious, but there was a smile in his eyes, as if he found the situation in front of him quite interesting:

"In this way, there are some reasons why Balan has managed to get to where he is today. At least he is gifted when it comes to reading people's eyes."

After saying this with a slight sarcasm, Mangtai dipped his pen in ink and quickly wrote a letter. After the handwriting dried, he handed the letter to Gude and said in a deep voice:

"Ade, you must deliver this letter to Mr. Wang with your own hands. Just say it was me who said it, and ask him to come back."

The two "musts" are expressed sincerely, but if you cut them open, they are nothing more than the belly of a loving father.

Gu De agreed solemnly.

Wang Kuang and others are now in the new camp.

According to the original plan, Mangtai and his son only went to the city to have a meal on the outing day and catch the scene, and then immediately returned to the camp.

But now there is a sudden murder, and someone in the Dan family has died. The most important thing is that Hua Zhen's life and death are still uncertain, so the father and son have to change their plans and stay in the city for a few more days.

Gu De left soon, and the bustle in Balan's house calmed down in the next hour or two.

The distinguished guests at the banquet left in batches, and the apology gift from Balan Mansion was subsequently delivered. At this point, the matter was apparently over, and everyone seemed to be observing the etiquette of the nobles and keeping their mouths shut.

And in the dark, rumors are flying everywhere, all kinds of speculations and some unsavory discussions are spreading throughout the city like wildfire. Zuo Shuai's Mansion is currently in a state of distress, but it is difficult to take care of it for the moment.

When Wang Kuang arrived at Balan Mansion, dusk was already getting darker.

The slanting light spread over the overlapping buildings, and the intertwined colors of gold and red were like rushing blood, soaking the entire mansion and shrouding the huge Baishuang City in it.

"Commander, please forgive me. I was delayed for a while, but I came a little late."

Under the window of Meishexuan, the shadows of old branches are swaying, and the wind carries a cool and dry breath.

Wang Kuang stood in front of Mang Tai with a slightly apologetic look on his face.

He actually arrived as soon as possible, but he was still an hour later than expected.

This is also impossible.

There is a sixth prince in the new camp who has left the imperial capital without permission. He is the most valued person in the Villa, and there must be no mistakes. In comparison, the Mangtai family has to lean back.

Even if someone dies in the handsome mansion.

Even if the whereabouts of Miss Seventh Miss Huazhen are now unknown, she may even be dead.

However, in the current situation, even the daughter of a powerful person is nothing more than an insignificant person, and her life and death are no more important than a wisp of smoke.

These are troubled times.

In a chaotic situation, human life is as insignificant as a piece of grass, no matter how high or low it is.

Admittedly, Wang Kuang still gave Mangtai enough face, and he came quite in time.

Mangtai is not a person who doesn't understand sense of proportion. When he saw that the other party finally came as promised, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the gratitude on his face was unfailing:

"Sir, your words are serious. Just having him come to me is worth tens of millions, but I don't know who I am asking for from him..."

"Commander, don't worry. I've brought him here. He's waiting for orders outside now." Wang Kuang lifted his robe and sat down opposite Mang Tai. He picked up the tea cup and took a few sips, then smiled again and said:

"Commander, I'm sorry, I've been driving for half a day and I'm really thirsty. I'm sorry." After saying this, he turned to the door and said loudly: "Ah Jin, Ah Fu, all of you, please come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the house opened silently, and a man and a woman came together.

Mangtai looked up and saw that the man was about forty years old. He had splayed eyebrows, small eyes, and a bulbous nose. He was unattractive in appearance and very fat. His clothes were quite luxurious and he looked like an ordinary man. Rich man.

The woman has a thin figure, her face is covered with a thick black gauze, and her appearance cannot be clearly seen. All she can see is her bare hands, which are thin and white, with smooth texture, rounded joints, and cleanly trimmed nails. Neat, I guess he is not very old, no more than thirty at most.

They are the manpower Wang Kuang temporarily transferred from the villa.

Due to the sudden arrival of His Highness the Sixth Prince, Wang Kuang was afraid that it would be difficult for Shujiu to take care of him alone, so he flew pigeons to pass the message and transferred several people from the villa to "protect him".

This pair of men and women are among the top fifty masters in the villa. Because the man's weapons are a pair of eight-edged steel whips plated with real gold, he also loves brocade clothes and spends money lavishly, so Wang Kuang called him "Ajin";

The weapon used by the woman was a long sword quenched with poison. The name of the sword was "Fu Lu Shou Xi", so Wang Kuang called her "Afu".

Calling them by their names rather than by their top rankings is Wang Kuang's act of "courtesy and virtuous corporal". As the most important "sword whisperer" in the villa, he is not proud of his status, but is very I am willing to make good friends with these bastards who only know how to fight and kill.

After the two of them entered the house, Wang Kuang pointed at Ah Fu, who was wearing a black gauze mask, and said, "Ah Fu has studied medicine at the villa for several years. He has some knowledge of pharmacology and has handled some corpses."

After finishing speaking, he pointed at A Jin and said: "A Jin once served as a criminal in the Song Dynasty Province and witnessed several murderous cases."

He said it very simply, but Mangtai knew that the "some" and "several piles" mentioned by Wang Kuang could never really be just a few or a few piles, but at least hundreds or even thousands. 10,000. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to call me for help.

There are many talented people and strangers in the villa. Not to mention others, Shu Jiu's martial arts skills are enough to make him proud in the world, so Mang Tai will not underestimate the two people in front of him.

Among them, the woman named Ah Fu is even more special.

From the moment she entered the house, Mangtai smelled a strange smell on her body.

It was the smell of dried corpses.

On the battlefield, especially after a big battle, this smell can often be heard, and Mangtai is no stranger to it.

"Thank you, you two." He nodded slightly to the two of them from his seat, then turned to Wang Kuang and said, "Sir, would you like to take a rest first?"

Wang Kuang put down the tea cup, rolled up his sleeves and stood up: "We won't rest any longer. While the sky is still bright, let's settle the matter first." Then he asked, "Commander, do you want to go with us?"

Mangtai leaned back on the chair, with a gloomy expression on his face: "I won't go. Your commander-in-chief just sent a message, inviting me to have a drink at the front."

Wang Kuang said "Huh" and turned to Ajin and Afu and gestured: "You two go ahead, I will come later."

When Mangtai saw this, he knew that he had something to say, so he ordered the guards to take Ah Jin and others to Lanshe. Wang Kuang had already returned to his seat, picked up the teapot, poured some tea into the cup, and asked quietly : "What does the commander-in-chief think?"

He was asking about the relationship between Mangtai, Bush and his associates and the case.

This is an inquiry, and it is also a hidden test to see whether Mangtai is worthy of the important task of the villa.

In other words, Wang Kuang was not very satisfied with Mang Tai.
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