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Could it be that his nobles were the first to leave the cemetery?

The more Wang Zihong thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was great, and the more he felt that this possibility was great, the more desperate he became, and in the end, thinking about it, he couldn't even control his tears, and the person gradually sat on the ground, and suddenly felt that all the strength in his body was drained, and he was no longer able to support his body.

However, at this moment, his eyes glanced inadvertently, and he paused when he saw a man passing by on a tombstone not far away, and deliberately turned his head to look at a tombstone beside him silently.

That person had been looking at Master's tombstone for so long, he must have known Master, otherwise, he would not have been so sensitive to Master's name. That person must be my nobleman!"

However, Wang Zihong was excited, but he didn't run over too quickly, realizing that he might have made a mistake by expecting too much, if he was really mistaken, then it was very likely that he would pick up the watermelon and lose the sesame seeds, after all, there were follow-up people to sweep the tomb, and it would be bad if such a thing really happened.

So, Wang Zihong took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and continued to observe the man who had been locked, and observed in place for a while, confirming that the man in his sight did indeed have an impression of the name of the master "Wang Qiuyang" on the tombstone, and this person also folded his hands on Wang Qiuyang's tombstone and worshiped reverently, and then ran up with confidence.

"Hello, do you know Mr. Wang Qiuyang?"

"Yes. Are you?"

"Oh. Mr. Wang Qiuyang is my master, in Xia Wang Zihong. May I ask what your Excellency is?"

"Yang Qiu. ”

Then, he ran to the man in one breath, accosted the other party in person, and found that the person who came was named Yang Qiu, and admitted that he knew his master Wang Qiuyang, Wang Zihong's heart suddenly swelled with indescribable ecstasy, and he grinned happily, he couldn't even take a breath and rest, and directly hugged Yang Qiu's friendly fist, and sent a request to Yang Qiu to come to the house as a guest in a tactful way.

Wang Zihong firmly believes that since Yang Qiu knows Wang Qiuyang, judging from Yang Qiu's sincere visit to Wang Qiuyang's tombstone just now, the friendship between the two is probably not shallow, so he can definitely invite Yang Qiu to his house as a guest if he throws out his apprenticeship at this time, and once Yang Qiu enters his own home, then Yang Qiu will officially become his lucky star.

In this way, according to Du Zhe's calculations at that time, his unfavorable fate could be changed, and it was not impossible to even avenge his wife.

"Hello Mr. Yang. I didn't have many friends before my family died, I see that you just missed the teacher, it seems that you have a deep friendship with the teacher, right? When the teacher passed away, he happened to go to another planet on a business trip to Destiny Star, and only after he came back did he know about the teacher's death. Mr. Yang, do you know how the tutor passed away?"

"I ......"

"Oh. Mr. Yang, I'm presumptuous, I'm sorry. This is not the place to talk, if Mr. Yang doesn't mind, let's change places and come to my house to talk? Please refrain from refusing to do so. ”

"Nope. Mr. Wang, I have other things to deal with. Another day. ”

"Mr. Yang, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, you see that we can meet today because of our family teacher, isn't this fate. Don't you think this was an intentional arrangement by the tutor?"

"Nope. Mr. Wang, I really have something else to do. Next time. ”

"Mr. Yang. Can't this matter be put on hold at another time?"

"100,000 is not a hurry. But it can't be delayed either. Mr. Wang, you and I just met in Pingshui, and we are not friends, I really have something to do in a hurry, and please don't make it difficult for others. Excuse me, ...... farewell."

However, after a detailed conversation, he suddenly found that Yang Qiu's attitude was very resolute, and he never let go of his intentions, and the more times he invited Yang Qiu, the more ugly Yang Qiu's face became.

Wang Zihong understands how important Yang Qiu is to himself, Yang Qiu can come to his house today as a guest will determine the fate of his future life, even if he doesn't find Yang Qiu, a nobleman, since he has found it, it means that he has already stepped into the door of happiness with half a foot, if at this time, let Yang Qiu leave, it will be more desperate than not finding Yang Qiu.

So, thinking like this, Wang Zihong's thoughts immediately turned quickly, and he seriously thought about how to keep Yang Qiu, but suddenly found that Yang Qiu impatiently expressed his attitude, and he was about to leave with a fist on himself, the speed was too fast, and half of his body had already crossed him in a blink of an eye, Wang Zihong immediately cried urgently, hugged Yang Qiu's legs, and simply pretended to be pitiful and prayed.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, you can't go! Mr. Yang, don't you go, okay? Please! I beg you not to go, just agree to my invitation for the sake of my master Wang Qiuyang." Is it done?"

This immediately caused Yang Qiu's dissatisfaction.

"Mr. Wang, what are you doing? It's my freedom to go to your house or not, you're forcing me, are you inviting people like this? Besides, why do you have to let me go to your house? You don't have any conspiracy to harm me, right?"

"The conscience of heaven and earth! Mr. Yang, my prince has never thought of harming others when he is so old, this is something that my family has always taught me when I was a child, and I have always firmly abided by it until now. I beg you to go to my house, but there is no way out. Otherwise, Mr. Yang, I don't want to beg you like this!"

"Mr. Wang, if you are in trouble, you should go to the police station for help, why are you asking me for help? I am not a policeman. What's more, we just met today, but you said that you have to ask me, this doesn't seem to make sense, right? Mr. Wang, if you open your eyes and talk nonsense, you will be plucked out by the king of Hades after death. Aren't you afraid?"

"Mr. Yang, I'm not making up nonsense. I know you don't believe me, and no one else would believe me. Well, I'll be honest with you, don't you sue anyone else, okay?"

"Good. You said. What the hell is going on. ”

"That's right. A year ago, a fortune teller told me a fortune ......"

"Mr. Wang. What you say is so interesting, just because a fortune teller said that I am your nobleman, and you are going to come to me. You are tantamount to handing over your fate to others, and there is only one way to change your fate. It is useless to rely on others, only by relying on yourself and believing in yourself can you change your fate, but you don't want to believe in yourself, you would rather believe in other people's nonsense.

No wonder you ended up like this. I can indeed help you, if only for the sake of Mr. Wang Qiuyang's face, but you owe gambling debts, do you plan to let me pay off your debts for you? In this way, are you too strong, Mr. Wang?"

"That's not what I meant. Mr. Yang, I just wanted to ......"

"Then what do you mean? Is it true that if I go to your house, the money will automatically fall from the sky? Mr. Wang, if you are still a man, you should think about how to change your face and become a new person, and pay off those debts you owe, otherwise, it will be useless to beg anyone! I'm leaving!"

After another detailed conversation, Wang Zihong found that he couldn't keep Yang Qiu by kowtowing to Yang Qiu, only to see Yang Qiu hug his fist, his body was shocked, and he was about to leave, Wang Zihong suddenly understood that he couldn't continue to hide it, so he didn't care that there were onlookers around him, and he directly told all the truth, hoping to try again.

"Mr. Yang, please stay! I have a hard time!"

Wang Zihong just didn't dare to say the truth about how he was deceived by the casino, let alone the detailed reason why his wife seemed to be killed, in order to keep Yang Qiu, he just roughly summarized his misfortune, but he didn't expect Yang Qiu to pity himself, but instead reprimanded himself like an elder teaching a junior.

Wang Zihong realized that he could no longer have reservations, looked up, and found that after Yang Qiu shook off his hands, he walked towards the entrance of the cemetery without looking back, Wang Zihong suddenly doubled the volume, and wanted to impress Yang Qiu with his detailed facts, even if Yang Qiu pitied himself, it was okay.

"Mr. Wang. And if you ask me a hundred more times, it will be the same. I can help people, but I don't like people like you who don't even look down on themselves. What you need most now is not the help of others, but yourself. If you can't even cheer yourself up, you can't believe it, no one can help you!"

However, after hearing that Yang Qiu took two steps, he suddenly threw out an answer that would never help him, Wang Zihong suddenly despaired again, clenched his fists unwillingly, jumped up without saying a word, and looked at Yang Qiu fiercely as if he was treating an enemy who killed his wife, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the more unwilling he was to let Yang Qiu go, and his eyes were even gradually filled with anger and murderous intent.

A moment later, Wang Zihong rushed out, chased Yang Qiu behind him and raised his fist to fight, with a posture of keeping Yang Qiu no matter what, the momentum was very great, and his face gradually became hideous, looking at it from a distance, it was even a little terrifying.

"Bang!"

However, before the fist fell on Yang Qiu's body, he was tripped by Yang Qiu first, and after the unfortunate fall, Wang Zihong found that he couldn't do anything despite his best efforts, just gnawed on the mud and ate a mouthful of mud, and immediately cried in despair, like a child, his voice became louder and louder, and he became more and more sad.

"Hey, I'm afraid of you. Let's be honest with you, Mr. Wang, it's not that I won't help you, it's that I'm really in trouble. It's sad that your wife was killed, right? My wife was killed too, so I have to avenge my wife, and I really can't help you now, and I want to help you unless you can bring my wife back to life.

But you can't save your own wife when she dies, how can you do such a thing, right? What's more, the Federation's current highest technology can't do it, and death is like a lamp going out, and there can be no resurrection, so I quit!"

However, not long after, seeing that Yang Qiu was finally moved by his cry after walking a few more steps, walked back, kindly helped himself up, and told himself the reason why he had to refuse himself, Wang Zihong's mind changed, and instead he thought of an excuse to keep Yang Qiu, although there may be some deceptive nature, because he can't confirm whether the incident is true or not, but he plans to give it a try.

So, when he saw the back of Yang Qiu leaving, Wang Zihong was no longer sad, let alone desperate, wiped the snot and tears off his face, took a deep breath, and instantly showed a smile, and called Yang Qiu again with confidence, the whole person's temperament changed suddenly, and he lost his previous lack of confidence, it was like a different person, and his eyes lit up.

"Mr. Yang. It is true that I do not have the power to resurrect your wife, and I cannot resurrect my own wife, but if it were you, I might be able to succeed. (A good event for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you to take!Follow up ~ Dian/Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter qdread), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now immediately pay attention to qdread WeChat public account!)