Chapter Twenty-Seven: You're Wrong
Before the female killer could say whether she said it or not, there was another commotion in most of the already shaky crowd nearby.
Wang Fuxing's spirit is now in an abnormal state, but his sense of hearing is unusually keen, although the crowd is chaotic, but he can still hear it by calling him Secretary Li and Secretary Xia, so he stood up straight, wiped the blood on his face at will, and stood up.
The three black-clothed men standing beside Wang Fuxing stood in a row in tacit understanding, covering up the miserable situation of the female killer, and the main force of the Wang family had already rushed over nearby to drag away this body that was alive but already miserable.
"Revival, what's going on?"
Li Donglei's face carried a rare seriousness, and under the seriousness, there was a faint anger, and he just nodded casually in the face of everyone, and walked to Wang Fuxing's side, and said in a deep voice.
Although yesterday it was confirmed that Li Donglei was second among the five members of the Politburo Standing Committee in the new leadership group of the party, to be precise, he has not yet entered the cabinet, and his position is still that of the secretary of the municipal party committee in the capital.
And Xia Yinqiang's appearance with him represents the high level of great attention to this bad incident.
The nature of the Wang family is destined to make it impossible for the Wang family to deal with things peacefully, and some shady things will happen in the sphere of influence of every big force, but today's events are obviously extraordinary.
It's not just because of Wang Fuxing's wedding.
What's more, all five members of their new leadership team are here!
In this case, the youngest member of the Central Committee of the Celestial Empire almost had an accident, and even the young lady of the Qin family was seriously injured and in danger, what does this mean?
A provocation against the top of the Celestial Empire?
No matter how deep the grievances between the people behind the scenes and the Wang family are, such drastic measures should not be adopted.
This is mortal revenge!
It is no exaggeration to say that the other party dispatched eleven elite killers in a row, and the purpose was extraordinarily clear, they did not underestimate the strength of Liuli and Wang Fuxing in the slightest, and now it seems that they also have a good understanding of the arrangements for the guests of the Imperial Palace.
There are two invincible characters in the imperial palace, one is Liuli, who follows Wang Fuxing.
Today is her sitting in the floating restaurant.
And the other one is the Nangong Dragon Slayer who sits in the Imperial Palace to protect the leaders.
The other party seemed to have guessed that this was the situation, so the ten killers who were in charge of the operation released did not intend to let them go back alive at the beginning, less than half of them entangled Wang Fuxing, most of them were aimed at Liuli, Liuli's sword was fast, and it was impossible to kill them all in an instant, as long as they caught a subtle emptiness, they could completely kill Chen Hualou, who was delicate and weak, in an instant!
In this way, even if all of them are dead, the mission can be said to be a success.
Most of the troops entangled Chen Hualou, there is no doubt that it was very difficult, but to entangle Wang Fuxing, they executed it very well.
This plan, in general, is feasible.
But something changed.
The young lady of the Qin family is completely the biggest variable.
If it weren't for her blocking the knife for Wang Fuxing, Wang Fuxing would definitely be seriously injured now, or even completely dead, the killers may have received an order not to kill Wang Fuxing as much as possible, but they definitely never received an order to keep him alive, after killing Wang Fuxing, those three people can fully support their companions.
Liuli under the full force explosion may be able to kill two, but the probability of the third person succeeding is undoubtedly very large.
The death of Wang Fuxing means that the Wang family, which has just returned to the top, will once again face the risk of decline and chaos.
The death of Chen Hualou means that Chen Hualou's layout in the political circles ten years later has completely failed, and it also means that the royal alliance has lost the highest voice at the top level after 20 years!
A bright light suddenly flashed in Wang Fuxing's mind.
Who least wants Chen Hualou to take the throne in twenty years?
Who most hopes that Wang Fuxing will still be alive after Chen Hualou's death?
It is undoubtedly not in the interests of some big people that the Wang family suddenly lost its leader at this time and fell into chaos again.
Wang Fuxing's eyes suddenly became cold, he didn't answer Li Donglei's question at all, he came directly to a man in black, took the walkie-talkie on his waist, and said in a deep voice: "Pay attention to me at all the doors, without my order, no one is allowed to leave the Imperial Palace for half a step today, no one can, if someone breaks in, they will be killed on the spot!" ”
Wang Fuxing spoke very heavily, but in terms of the words "anyone" and "killed on the spot", he still added extra weight!
There is no doubt that Wang Fuxing said to anyone, including several big leaders!
"Stinky boy, do you know what you're doing right now?!"
Li Donglei's face changed suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice with some annoyance.
Wang Fuxing's eyes were calm and almost deadly, and he said softly: "Uncle Li, let me deal with this matter!" ”
"You deal with it? How do you deal with it? According to your way, there will be a big mess, do you want to break the sky? ”
Li Donglei reprimanded unceremoniously, snatched the walkie-talkie from Wang Fuxing's hand, pressed the button, and said in a deep voice: "I am Li Donglei, secretary of the Beijing Municipal Party Committee, and I now ask all doors to cancel their guards and let them go, this is an order!" ”
There was no response from the other side of the intercom.
Wang Fuxing was silent, his face indifferent.
In the Imperial Palace, he is the emperor, supreme, and he is the same!
Li Donglei's eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he said in a deep voice: "Fuxing, are you crazy?" ”
Wang Fuxing only pursed his lips and didn't say a word.
He's crazy, and he's completely out of everything.
A great sin is nothing more than a capital sin.
He is not afraid of death, what else is there to be afraid of?
Afraid of what?!
His attitude has been extremely clear, if there is no explanation today, tomorrow's Celestial Empire political arena will change dramatically!
Absolutely revolutionary!
It's just that in this way, no matter whether he succeeds or fails, Wang Fuxing has no way out, if he succeeds, he will die, and if he fails, he will die!
But he doesn't care!
The phone rang suddenly.
Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes, slowly took out his mobile phone, looked at the number, and sneered unscrupulously.
Xue Zhiguo!
Calling at this time, what is he going to say?
Wang Fuxing took a deep breath, pressed the answer button, put the phone to his ear, and did not speak.
There was also silence on the other end of the line.
The two sides were deadlocked for nearly five minutes, and on the other end of the phone, Xue Zhiguo's voice slowly sounded: "Young man, let's talk?" ”
"Yes."
Wang Fuxing said lightly, hung up the phone casually, nodded with Li Donglei and Xia Yinqiang, and left directly.
The prince is no longer in the dining room of the Imperial Palace, the second floor of the Imperial Palace is very large, in addition to the dining room, there are more than ten rooms, when Wang Fuxing rushed to the second floor, Nangong Tulong, who was standing next to a certain room, waved at him slightly.
Beside Nangong Tulong, there was also a middle-aged man who was not good-looking, when Wang Fuxing came in, he glanced at Wang Fuxing very sharply, hesitated, and then got out of the way.
This is Xue Zhiguo's guard.
He stayed outside with Nangong Tulong, and it was obvious that Xue Zhiguo was planning to talk to Wang Fuxing openly and honestly alone.
Wang Fuxing was expressionless, pushed open the door, and walked into the room.
No one has ever lived in this room, there is not even any furniture in it, there are snow-white walls all around, Xue Zhiguo's figure turned his back to Wang Fuxing, lifted a piece of dragon scales, and looked down silently, as if he was unaware of Wang Fuxing's arrival.
Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes tightly, quietly walked to the prince's side, stood side by side with him, and said nothing.
"How's the injured doing?"
Xue Zhiguo was silent for a while before asking slowly.
The corners of Wang Fuxing's mouth twitched, but his tone was extremely indifferent, and he said lightly: "It's not clear for the time being, there are three knives in the body, the blade is poisonous, and the location of the injury is also extremely critical, so it is estimated that it will not be too optimistic." ”
Xue Zhiguo shook his head with a slightly wry smile, and pondered for a while before he said quietly: "You are doubting me, aren't you?" ”
"Shouldn't it?"
Wang Fuxing smiled, the whole person was calm and quiet, but there was a prohibitive cold air all over his body.
"Yes."
Xue Zhiguo nodded unexpectedly, and his tone was flat: "If Comrade Chen Hualou has an accident, the benefits to us will be huge, and we will have enough time to fight for her position, but I still have to explain something to you." ”
Wang Fuxing's body seemed to shake slightly, the essence in his eyes flashed, and then he became irritable and crazy again.
The prince spoke very skillfully, and did not seem to show weakness, but he admitted something he had never admitted.
That is the identity of Chen Hualou's alternate leader.
Her position.
There is no doubt that this sentence means that Xue Zhiguo also agrees that Chen Hualou has the strength to sit in that position.
In this case, it seems that this sentence can be regarded as Xue Zhiguo's recognition of Chen Hualou, and it can also be regarded as his compromise and concession.
"What?"
Wang Fuxing asked coldly, as if he didn't hear the meaning of the other party's words.
Xue Zhiguo was not angry, smiled lightly, and said indifferently: "What I want to tell you is also what you ignore, that is, we are different from you, we are in politics, not the underworld, not criminals who want to kill people at every turn, I want to stop Comrade Chen Hualou, I can use the rules of officialdom, she is still young, her position is not too important, at least it is not unstoppable, I don't have to use such means, you don't have to forget my identity, I am the general secretary elected at the plenary session of the Central Committee, young man, Your thinking is too extreme, but your suspicion of me is an insult to me and an insult to our party, don't forget, I have more than 40 years of party experience! I can do this position, it's not that there have been no fights, but the party spirit, principles, have not been lost, you take a closer look, who is standing next to you, and then you are telling yourself, what are you thinking! ”
Wang Fuxing's face was expressionless and unmoved.
The emperor was suspicious.
"And, if it was really me who instructed someone to do it, I wouldn't have come to this wedding, I took a step back and said, I got up from the bottom and rose all the way to this position, others said that I was above board, I definitely didn't blush, if this thing succeeded, I naturally wouldn't publicize it, but if it failed, I wouldn't dare to admit it, young man, I'm reminding you, my identity, if I admit it, do you dare to kill me? I think I can just do that, and in that case, why don't I admit it? ”
Xue Zhiguo said confidently.
Wang Fuxing smiled, revealing a mouthful of teeth that were not yellowed by cigarette smoke, and said softly: "You are wrong. ”
Xue Zhiguo's pupils suddenly contracted, and his body tightened reflexively.
"I'm leaving now, young man, do you want to keep me?"
Xue Zhiguo's fingers trembled slightly, then calmed down, stared at Wang Fuxing's eyes, and asked slowly.
Wang Fuxing stood quietly in place, as if he hadn't heard Xue Zhiguo's question.
Xue Zhiguo didn't speak, just stared at Wang Fuxing's eyes, and his eyes became more and more fierce.
After a long time, Wang Fuxing took a breath lightly and said indifferently: "Please." ”