Chapter 90: Wang Zikun's conjecture

The Royal Manor.

Wang Zikun stayed at home, his face gloomy.

He waited for a whole day, and he didn't wait for Zhao Tai to contact him, but waited for the news that the Zhao family was closed.

"What the hell is going on?"

Wang Zikun took the initiative to call Zhao Tai, but there were several calls, but no one answered.

It was as if Zhao Tai's world had evaporated.

After a while, one of his subordinates ran over and hurriedly reported: "Mr. Wang, this Zhao family is really closed, and there is no news at all!" However, the neighbors of the Zhao family said that about an hour ago, the back door of the Zhao family opened, and someone came out carrying two coffins and went in the direction of the cemetery..."

Hearing this, Wang Zikun suddenly frowned.

"Check it out."

He immediately led his men to the Zhao family's cemetery, and sure enough, on the side of the cemetery, he saw two fresh soil pits, which were obviously buried in a hurry, and he didn't have time to erect a tablet and engrave words.

"Mr. Wang, do you want to dig it up and take a look?" The subordinate asked.

Wang Zikun nodded.

He was now desperate to know whose body was inside the coffin.

So Wang Zikun called Zhao Tai again.

The phone didn't go through though.

"Wait!"

"Hold your breath! Don't make a sound! ”

Wang Zikun suddenly raised his hand and quieted everyone around.

He pricked up his ears to listen, only to hear a faint ringing of a mobile phone under one of the mounds.

Another call was made, and the bell rang again.

Wang Zikun's face turned sharply in an instant, and he took a deep breath.

"Mr. Wang, do you want us to continue?"

Wang Zikun shook his head.

He already knew whose bodies were inside the two coffins.

One is Zhao Tai.

The other is very likely to be Zhao Tai's uncle Zhao Xianjue.

"It was the two of them who died... How is this possible..."

Wang Zikun couldn't help but sit on the ground, a trace of horror appeared on his face.

He suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

It seems that he underestimated that Qin Feng.

'Yesterday, Zhao Tai and I speculated that Qin Feng could only be one of the three thousand generals at most in that Peerless Hall where the strong were respected... If even the Zhao family is planted, then Qin Feng is definitely more than a general... Could it be that he is one of the twenty-eight killing gods? It may even be one of the Seven Dharma Protectors...'

The more Wang Zikun thought about it, the more terrifying he felt, the harder it became for him to breathe, and the whole world seemed to be in darkness...

When he came to his senses again.

found that he had returned to the Wang family manor, lying on the bed, and there were two people standing beside him, a man and a woman, it was his mother Chu Renfeng, and his uncle Chu Renwang.

"You were in the Zhao family cemetery just now, you were scared and fainted, and the housekeeper sent you back." Although Chu Renfeng's tone was calm, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, "You are actually in the same boat as an idiot like Zhao Tai, what do you think?" Are you planning to bring the waters of evil to us? ”

"Mom, you... What do you mean? Wang Zikun looked puzzled.

Chu Renfeng snorted coldly and said, "Why do you think the Zhao family closed the door?" Zhao Tai and Zhao Juemin's uncle and nephew, how were they given to die? I have already found out that it was Zhao Tai who used his power to forge the documents of the Ministry of War, and the god of war in the north came to Jiangzhou to investigate the Zhao family for forging documents! And Zhao Tai's idiot naively thought that the God of War in the North came to support him, which was simply stupid to the extreme! ”

When Wang Zikun heard this, he was immediately shocked, although he was still shocked, but the fear that haunted his heart before was gone.

"What happened..."