Seeing Wang Jing's repeated emphasis, Zhao Zilong raised his eyebrows again.

On the contrary, he was a little skeptical that what Junmiko Asaka said was the fact that the devil had only discovered two treasures, so he immediately asked: "Then, there is only one left." Do you know its whereabouts? ”

“…… I," Wang Jingpseudo said, a mouthful of blood almost spurted out, and after a pause, he said, "I'm the one who is about to die." The ancients said, 'When a man is about to die, his words are also good'. I'm just going to tell you that the last Baoding is hidden in a place near Nanjing. ”

Zhao Zilong's heart suddenly mentioned the place in his throat: "You stinky traitor, if you can finally tell the place of this Baoding, maybe your sins will be lightened a little." ”

Zhao Zilong wanted to say tolerant words, but when he thought that the person in front of him actually cooperated with those devils in the Nanjing Massacre, he swallowed the words again.

"That, that," Wang Jingpseudo said, and his chest suddenly ached violently. He covered his chest with one hand, and stretched out his other hand to Zhao Zilong, "Good man, come here, come here." ”

Zhao Zilong picked up the gun and walked over. Wang Jingpseudo smiled sadly: "I'm a dying person, do I need you to be so excited?" ”

"Can the tiger not be guarded?" Zhao Zilong said, and put away the Colt. For such a dying person, he really doesn't have to guard against him anymore.

"Let me tell you," Zhao Zilong probed over, "Since you are so interested in Baoding, do you also know that the current Japanese are also interested in our other national treasures?" ”

"Oh?" When Zhao Zilong heard this, he immediately felt a huge danger, "Then, what else?" ”

"Which ones?" Wang Jingpseudo smiled sadly again, "I don't know how your cultural literacy is, but Zhenjiang Jiaoshan's "Crane Ming", do you know?" ”

"......" Zhao Zilong racked his brains and couldn't think of it, of course, he was an assassin and knew all firearms, but he was really stumped to tell the history of these calligraphy.

"It is the "Crane Ming" of the ancestor of big characters, which is said to have been written by Wang Xizhi in the book." Wang Jingpseudo was a little proud, but seeing that Zhao Zilong's face was wrong, he immediately said: "It may also be Wang Xizhi's, because the two people's books are very different......

"Who's that?" Zhao Zilong asked. Now, he is also concerned about this matter.

"Some people say that it is because of the situation and the book god Yan Zhenqing," Wang Jingpseudo talked about this, and his spirit improved, "According to me, it was written by Tao Hongjing of Xiao Liang of the Southern Dynasty." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Zilong heard an unprecedented statement. He made up his mind, "Are the Japanese also interested in this remnant monument?" ”

"Of course," said Wang Jing, his smile and sorrow carved into his face like a wax figure, "but I heard that the great monks there had sealed up the fragments before leaving. The Japanese dug the ground three times, but they never found it. ”

Zhao Zilong finally breathed a sigh of relief. That's a great thing.

"Where's Baoding?" After easing down for a while, Zhao Zilong remembered to get down to business.

"Baoding?" Wang Jingpseudo paused for a moment, and then picked up, "It is said that it is also hidden in that place." Originally, it seemed to be hidden in Vietnam, but later it was brought here......"

His voice, like a candle in the wind, grew fainter and weaker.

"Who brought it?" From Wang Jingpseudo's eyes, Zhao Zilong had already caught clues.

"Yes, yes," Wang Jingpseudo said breathlessly, "yes, it's me, myself." I think back then, when I was in Hanoi, I also lost one of my generals. ”

Zhao Zilong knew that it was a man named Zeng Zhongming, who was Wang's substitute ghost in Hanoi.

He immediately asked, "If you go on, what are you bringing Baoding here for?" ”

"Vietnam," Wang Jing was dying, as if the end was near, "now it is no longer owned by me." Since the French could not take up their spirits, sooner or later the Japanese would march there. At that time, who may this last treasure tripod fall into the hands of anyone? ”

Wang Jing's false words hit Zhao Zilong's soft underbelly.

He glared at Wang Jingfu and said, "Wang Gou, although you are extremely bad, this matter cannot but be said to be a miracle. ”

"What?" Suddenly being called so by Zhao Zilong, Wang Jing's face was not embarrassed.

"Tell me where that Dingding is?" Zhao Zilong ignored the other party's eyes and asked directly.

"Where?" Wang Jingpseudo was stunned, and after thinking about it, he replied: "I can only tell you the general direction now, and the specific location must be unknown to anyone......

"You're slippery!" As Zhao Zilong spoke, he had already raised a fist. Now Wang Jingpseudo has changed from a fierce tiger to a real sick cat.

"Look at my appearance," Wang Jing's face has become sallow like a dying old master, "can you still play tricks again?" ”

Zhao Zilong took a closer look, and sure enough, there was no more capital to play tricks.

"Now," Wang Jingpseudo looked at the corners of his eyes, desperately squeezing out a few tears, "Hello man, can you raise your noble hand and help me get a cup of cold white?" ”

Zhao Zilong really couldn't bear to refuse this old master's last request.

He turned his head, maintained a vigilant posture, helped Wang take the cup of cold white and handed it over. Wang Jingpseudo took it, "Thank you, thank you." ”

As he spoke, he took a lot of effort to raise it to his lips.

A mouthful of water poured down, and there was a clatter, as if a stone had fallen into a dry well.

Zhao Zilong looked at Wang Jing's pseudo-greedy appearance, and couldn't help but feel sad: "I said that you birdman, what can't you do, but you want to be this stinky traitor who has been stinky for thousands of years!" ”

"You, you," Wang Jingpseudo drank a sip of water, "You don't understand, I, I'm saving the country...... Moreover, Chongqing's Jiang bald head can't tolerate my Wang someone's ......"

"Curves save the country? You want to take refuge in the devil and support you, right? ”

Zhao Zilong snorted coldly, he really didn't want to worry about these things with him anymore, so he turned his head slightly and went to check outside the door. Just in time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Who knows, at this moment, Wang Jingpseudo suddenly slammed a mechanism under the desk, and the huge desk bounced suddenly.

Then, the position of the desk flashed a hole half a meter square. And Wang Jing, whose face was sallow just now, immediately came alive.

Escape through that hole like a rabbit!

And the seemingly unfathomable hole also closed quickly after Wang Jingpseudo entered.

Zhao Zilong's eyes are fast, and there is a burst of random shots at the hole!

Woohoo Woo ......

But he was disappointed, and not even a scream could be heard from inside. He knew that Wang Jingxuan must have escaped from the secret passage!

Why didn't I think there would be such a thing?

He was so distressed that he slapped himself the head.

Due to the continuous shooting, the outside of the office was already alarmed.

Although his gun was silenced, the vibration alone of placing a gun in a confined space was enough for outsiders to know.

There is no way, it is obviously impossible to get out of the gate in a grand way. Zhao Zilong pushed open the window and jumped down from there when there was a mess of porridge below.