Prince Gong's Theater is one of the special features of the Imperial Capital. For the purpose of cultural inheritance, there are theater troupes singing here every day, and there are quite a few people who come to watch. Although the plays sung on the stage are all ones that everyone is almost tired of hearing.
Those stories, but these people still enjoy them.
"Oh, the guest officer is here. How many distinguished guests are there?" Since it is a place with ancient charm, everything here must maintain a consistent style, including the staff here. Standing in front of Zhang Dabiao at this time
The waiter is dressed like a waiter.
Zhang Dabiao just smiled and said, "It's just me."
"In this case, can my guest share a table with someone else?"
"Okay!" Zhang Dabiao nodded directly and agreed without any hesitation. He didn't know what the purpose of that person was trying to get him here, but no matter what, the other party had already taken action, and he couldn't turn a blind eye.
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"Okay! Please go to the second floor..." After saying that, the waiter turned around and shouted something to the second floor. After a while, another person dressed in the same clothes as him led Zhang Dabiao up the stairs.
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Zhang Dabiao didn't dare to relax and kept observing the environment here, but so far he hadn't found anything wrong.
They quickly went to the second floor. In fact, the seats on the second floor were not much better than those on the first floor, but they were located higher and had a better viewing angle.
"Please take a seat here, sir." The waiter took off the towel from his shoulder, diligently wiped a chair clean for Zhang Dabiao, and then made a "please" gesture.
Zhang Dabiao smiled at him and sat on him without any courtesy.
There were melon seeds and a teacup on the table, and the tea in the teacup was still steaming. It looked like this person had just left, but there was no way of knowing exactly where he went.
Zhang Dabiao didn't care about this at all. He didn't even bother to listen to the plays sung by the people on the stage on the first floor. Anyway, he didn't know what those people were singing at all, so he might as well focus on the people in this theater.
People go up to see if there is anything wrong with them.
However, he glanced around and saw nothing unusual about anyone.
At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps approaching from far away. He frowned slightly and looked to the side.
A young man with a black hat on his head and sunglasses on his nose sat opposite him. Zhang Dabiao suddenly became nervous and stared at the man in front of him warily.
"Look at what I'm doing, isn't this a good show?" The man suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhang Dabiao, with a faint smile on his face.
"You are...eldest brother? How could it be you?"
Zhang Dabiao stared closely at the man's uncovered face, subconsciously rubbing the corners of his eyes, for fear that he had seen it wrong, but the man in front of him still looked the same, without any change. Behind Zhang Dabiao, suddenly
A chill arose.
The young man sitting in front of him at this time was none other than the man he had previously called a good brother, Han Meili, Wang Hanlin!
But isn't he already dead?
"It seems that you are shocked that I am not dead." Seemingly sensing Zhang Dabiao's thoughts, Wang Hanlin chuckled, then grabbed a few melon seeds and put them into his mouth, then turned to look at the stage
The few people there looked quite interested.
It was only then that Zhang Dabiao recovered from his surprise, and then he put on an annoyed expression and asked angrily: "What happened to Han Meili and that child?"
"Da Biao, you are worthy of being my brother, Wang Hanlin. You not only care about me, but also my woman and son. You are so righteous." Wang Hanlin said this sarcastically, and then withdrew his words.
Eyes, "What are you doing in such a hurry? They couldn't be safer now."
Zhang Dabiao's heart was full of anger towards Wang Hanlin, and he was full of doubts about his sudden "resurrection from the dead", but he did not express it directly, but calmly looked at the man in front of him.
The moment Wang Hanlin first appeared, Zhang Dabiao's first reaction was that someone had disguised himself as Wang Hanlin through disguise. After all, he had seen many strong men who could disguise themselves before, and he knew how powerful the disguise technique was.
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But his appearance is easy to imitate, but his behavior and voice are not so easy to imitate.
After some observation, Zhang Dabiao finally determined that the person in front of him was Wang Hanlin.
But Wang Hanlin had obviously died a long time ago. This is something that many people know. It was the flood season at that time. How could he survive if he fell into such a large amount of water?
Could it be that...Wang Hanlin deliberately made everyone think he was dead?
But he was fine, so why did he fake his death to deceive everyone? Is it really what everyone said?
"Wang Hanlin, you beast, you even faked your death to deceive everyone. Do you have any conscience?" Zhang Dabiao finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart and stood up and shouted.
Because he was too excited, he failed to control the volume of his voice, and his roar even directly drowned out the voices of the opera singers downstairs, attracting the attention of many people for a while.
But Zhang Dabiao was so angry now that he couldn't care less. He stared at Wang Hanlin with his eyes, feeling puzzled and resentful. He picked up the teacup on the table and poured all the tea on Wang Hanlin.
Wang Hanlin didn't care at all. He raised his hand to wipe his face, turned around and bowed to everyone, took out a few bills from his pocket and threw them on the table. Then he turned to look at Zhang Dabiao, "I'll try my best to
I called you here, hoping that you would be able to fully understand it after listening to this song, but I ignored that you are still a cunning person and cannot understand my thoughts at all. This is simply a waste of such a good drama.
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"Okay, in this case, I'd better find a quiet place and have a good chat with you."
"I have nothing to talk about with you. If you have this time, you might as well think about how to explain the previous things to me. If your explanation does not satisfy me, I will make it impossible for you to come back today!"
What Zhang Dabiao hates most is being deceived by others, especially those with serious circumstances like Wang Hanlin.
The two walked out of the theater and walked silently into a dark alley.
Zhang Dabiao was filled with anger and could no longer hold back. He grabbed Wang Hanlin by the collar and lifted him up. He hit his abdomen hard with his knee, followed by another heavy beating. He hoped that through this
ways to vent your anger.
But Zhang Dabiao was not completely irrational. Every time he struck, he left some energy to spare and did not dare to use his full strength. He had just observed that although Wang Hanlin's energy and blood were relatively strong, he was still just an ordinary person.