surnamed Wang

Chapter 38 Murder

After drinking and eating, Pan Shizi took Wang Quanquan to visit his room.Because Pan Yuanzheng is good at doing business, the Pan family is well-off, and the son likes to collect all kinds of rare objects, so there are four rows of huanghuali shelves in the house, all of which are filled with all kinds of strange things, including those from Wang Gangquan. Photographed glazed products.

Seeing Wang Bingquan looking at the glazed products, Pan Ziqian introduced it.

"These glazed products were all bought from Brother Wang that day. There must have been many babysitters arranged by Brother Wang at the scene, right?"

Wang Gangquan didn't hide it either.

"Yes, that's right, but the goods are sold and will not be returned or exchanged."

Pan Shizi smiled helplessly when he heard that, "Brother Wang is too worried, I still understand the rules of business."

The prince still answered a joke seriously as always.

"Brother Wang, do you want some fruit?"

Wang Gangquan, who had looked at all of Pan Ziqian's collections, nodded, and Pan Ziqian gave orders, and soon the servants came up with fruits.

There are everything from citrus, dates, apples, pears, etc. The most special thing is that these fruits are served in glass containers. The colorful ones look really good from a distance, but you can only see them when you get closer. Some of them have latte art, and the shape of the utensils is unique, but the more Wang Jingquan looks at it, the more he frowns. Why does it look so much like a spittoon?
spittoon!

Wang Gingquan took the fruit container and looked left and right. Pan Ziqian, who was on the side, saw Wang Gingquan's surprised expression, and couldn't help but feel a little complacent.

"I saw this by accident when I was visiting the market before. I bought it at a price of 1000 taels. Although the quality is not as good as the three pieces I bought from Brother Wang, the shape of the utensil is unique. It is very good for putting a fruit on weekdays." OK."

Wang Gingquan looked at the spittoon, looked at the prince, looked at the spittoon and then looked at the prince. After repeating this many times, he finally sighed, forget it, don't tell him the truth, otherwise he might not be able to walk out of the gate of the palace today. So he put the spittoon on the table, gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "Good stuff!"

"Brother Wang, if you like it, I will give it to you."

"You don't have to thank me. I have one at home and use it every day. It works very well."

"Brother Wang has vision!"

"Brother Pan has vision!"

After they flattered each other, they chatted for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, Wang Gangquan got up and prepared to leave, but Pan Ziqian didn't hold back either.

Originally, Pan Ziqian wanted to chat with Wang Quanquan about some important matters, but there were too many people in the Anbei Palace, so he had to go to the Ankang Palace to chat another day. Pan Shizi sent Wang Quanquan to the door all the way, and when he was about to salute and say goodbye, Pan Ziqian's His father, Pan Yuan, King of Anbei, was walking not far away, accompanied by Pan An, the steward of the palace.

Seeing Prince Pan coming, he couldn't help saying hello.

Pan Ziqian's appearance was very similar to that of Pan Yuanzheng. Both of them had a slender body and fair complexion, but unlike Pan Ziqian, Pan Yuanzheng's face was more gloomy. I don't know if it was because of his natural appearance or because of his personality.

"My nephew met Uncle Pan." Wang Bingquan was the first to salute.

A rare smile appeared on Pan Yuanzheng's gloomy face. He nodded and said:

"Why don't you tell me in advance if you want to come, so I can arrange it in advance."

"It's also a temporary idea, and the prince has arranged it very thoughtfully."

Wang Gangquan's etiquette and words were impeccable, which made Pan Yuanzheng on the opposite side stunned for a moment, but it only took a moment for him to return to normal, and he continued to ask:

"How is your majesty recently?"

"I don't care about Uncle Lao, my father has always been strong and strong."

"Well, that's good, let's stay and have dinner together tonight."

"No uncle, there are still some important things to go back to deal with, let's wait another day."

Pan Yuanzheng nodded and said nothing.

Wang Gingquan bid farewell to the two and got into the carriage. Pan Yuan was looking at the receding carriage, wondering what he was thinking. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said:

"So, is the Eighth Prince your answer?"

Pan Ziqian didn't answer, but just nodded. Pan Yuanzheng knew the answer without looking at his son, turned around and walked across the threshold towards the mansion.Pan Ziqian looked in the direction of the carriage for a while before turning back and entering the house. The father and son only spoke one word from the beginning to the end.

On the carriage, Wang Gingquan, who had already walked a long way, murmured to himself: "Brother Pan, brother Pan, I gave up on being a fool for you today, and from now on we will be ants on a rope." Grasshopper."

After returning home, Wang Binquan entered the cultivation state again after having dinner.Although he has reached the early stage of foundation establishment, it does not mean that the world is invincible, and he will continue to improve his strength to deal with the next thing.Pan Ziqian's appearance gave him a warning. This was not just his business, not even the royal family's business. The people in the palace might not be the only ones who wanted him to die. He had to be fully prepared.

It was night, and Wang Qingquan, who was practicing cross-legged in the room, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Can't wait so soon..."

Although the lights in the room had been extinguished, Wang Gingquan's eyesight was excellent at night because of his cultivation, and he was completely unaffected by the darkness. At this moment, he was watching helplessly as a sharp knife poked through the crack of the door, and then moved the door little by little. bolt.

Who is it?The gang of empresses and princes in the palace?Or is it the person you saw today?
Ever since Wang Gingquan decided to make friends with Pan Ziqian, he has made up his mind. Since he has visited the Anbei Palace which has always been inextricably linked with Duodi, it will definitely attract attention and cause trouble. Thinking that this trouble came so quickly, and the matter didn't last overnight, he was really ruthless.

Wang Gangquan continued to close his eyes and meditate, but his spiritual consciousness was still staring at the door. Since trouble came to him, it was time to solve the trouble.

The door bolt was quickly picked open by a sharp knife. The other party was dressed in black and covered his face with a black cloth, and in his hand was a sharp knife that was dazzlingly white under the moonlight. No one would think that he came out for a walk in a panic in the middle of the night.

The visitor quickly came to Wang Quanquan's bed, and by the moonlight, the assassin saw Wang Quanquan meditating on the bed at a glance, he was stunned for a moment, since he had already come, he didn't care much, so he raised his hand and struck.

The scimitar drew a silver arc in the air, and struck towards the neck of the person on the bed like a crescent moon.At this moment, Wang Gingquan suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at him sharply. The black-clothed assassin was startled at this moment, and there was something bad about him. The knife in his hand moved faster. Stopped, can no longer move an inch.

Wang Gingquan had already grabbed the wrist of the visitor at some point, and only heard a "crack" after a little force, and then the black-clothed assassin let out a muffled groan, and the sharp blade fell to the ground with a "clang".

Wang Gangquan directly pinched the opponent's wrist, but he didn't let go, but increased his strength a bit, and the assassin's head was already sweating.

"Who sent you here?"

Wang Gangquan spoke in a deep voice, his tone was like ice that would not melt for a hundred years, which made people feel a chill rise from the soles of their feet.The benevolence of Wang Gangquan's woman has long since disappeared with Xiao Chunzi's death. If you want to avoid being eaten in this man-eating world, you can only be more cruel than them, even if the assassin in front of you is a woman.

This assassin was obviously very professional, and he didn't say a word from the beginning until now, but Wang Gangquan could still hear her gender from the other's muffled groan.But Wang Quanquan didn't have the slightest mercy, because he had heard a saying in his previous life: bullets shot from a child's gun are equally deadly.It's the same reason now, the sharp blade swung from a woman's hand is also deadly, the opponent's attack will kill him, so there is no need for him to be sympathetic, and who knows whether behind the mask is a peerless beauty or an ugly woman.

Seeing that the other party was still silent, Wang Gangquan planned to use more force to crush her wrist completely.But at this moment, a cold light flashed suddenly, Wang Gingquan's eyes narrowed and he dodged, and when he turned his head, the opponent was completely gone, leaving only the flying needle stuck on the pillar behind him.

"hidden weapon?"

Wang Gangquan didn't expect that the other party would actually hide a hidden weapon, even Wang Gangquan had to let go and dodge at such a close distance.

He didn't go out to catch up, even if he caught up, he probably wouldn't be able to ask anything.Wang Gingquan looked at the full moon hanging in the sky, and said to himself: "Can't you wait for the moon to be dark and the wind high?"

(End of this chapter)