Chapter 218: King Qin Sees the Head and Doesn't See the End 2
readx;?β Thank you, Fangfang. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ info" I smiled and shook my head, "I'll take care of my business, but I'll have to wait until the dust settles on the villa." I know you're good for me, and you have good intentions. β
Since I don't love Fangfang, no matter what she says, I will be careful not to cause a bigger misunderstanding. I've never taken advantage of people, especially in this kind of relationship between men and women.
Fang Fang sighed in disappointment and looked down at her toes.
"Let's go back. I whispered.
Fang Fang nodded, took a step back, then turned firmly and walked towards the car. Long pain is better than short pain, and rejecting her now can at least avoid letting her go astray and save her for the rest of her life.
She walked to the front of the car, opened the car door, and turned back and called: "Mr. Xia, you have seen clearly by now, my heart only belongs to you." Whether you want to or not, accept it or not, my heart will always belong to you. Someday, I'll let you have me in your heart. β
She got into the car, kicked the accelerator, and the car flew away.
I was a little depressed and a little hesitant, wondering if it was the best choice.
I stood in front of the door, looking in the direction of Fangfang's departure, depressed, and could not be released for a long time.
Wen Peony came back on time, with brisk steps and a relaxed expression.
This time, he had a letter in his hand. In the age of the Internet, few people write letters anymore, and mobile phone text messages and emails have replaced everything. The habit of writing letters, which had lasted for thousands of years, gradually disappeared.
"Mr. Xia, this letter is for you. He said.
I took the brown brown vellum envelope and slowly tore it open, pulling out the letter inside.
There was only one sentence on the letter, and only three words - "Follow him." β
"Very well, the writer told me to come with you. I said.
Wen Peony nodded: "Okay, no problem, it seems that King Qin means to ask the two of us to go to see him together?"
"Is it convenient?" I asked.
"Of course, it is convenient, so that someone in the middle will mess up the situation with false rumors. He replied with a smile.
"Where is King Qin?" I asked.
Wen Peony shook her head: "A place that we shouldn't know, maybe in-"
He looked up and pointed to the endless clouds: "Maybe there." β
I smiled faintly and didn't respond.
The world's respect for kings and emperors has become a routine, and in the face of emperors, they are always willing to prostrate in the dust, put their status to the lowest, and then look up. It is precisely because he is too low that he thinks too highly of the king, completely erasing the self-esteem, equality, and independence in human nature.
Although Wen Peony is a famous killer in Jinzhong, there is still this kind of servility in his human nature, and it is deeply rooted.
"Mr. Xia, you wait for my news. He said again.
I replied: "Mr. Wen, I respect you as a man, and we in Shandong and Shanxi have never been separated, and the people of Shandong have all relocated from the roots under the old locust tree in Hongdong County, Shanxi Province--so, I have a special look at you." If King Qin wants to see me, don't make a fool of yourself, everyone's time is precious. I won't be staying in this villa long and will be leaving soon. Please report to King Qin, this is the new era of the 21st century, and the emperor and general are really no longer applicable. β
Wen Peony laughed and took out another letter from his arms.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
He replied with a smile: "Your reaction is exactly the same as what King Qin explained. The king of Qin said, if you say so, give you the second letter. β
I was startled, and immediately took a deep breath quietly, suppressing the fluctuations in my mood, so as not to be peeped through by Wen Peony.
There was only one sentence in the letter - "Come now, Contact Point Nine." β
I handed the letter to Wen Peony, he only glanced at it, and then pointed to the gate: "Mr. Xia, let's go, King Qin summons us." β
In the battle of Minghuju, I didn't see how King Qin killed Shizhou Liuhe with a thunderbolt, but that scene really happened, Shizhou Liuhe, the head of the Japanese illusionists who fled all the way and counterattacked, died silently on the second floor, and Yu Dangxing fled.
King Qin has always been an enigmatic figure in my heart.
I followed Wen Peony out of the villa gate, and a black Passat sedan was already parked on the side of the road, and the inside door was open.
"Get in the car. Wen Peony hurriedly got into the car first and sat in the passenger seat.
I got into the car, and the car sped forward immediately, and after getting on Jingshi Road, I turned left to the east.
The driver was a girl wearing sunglasses, with an unlit cigarette in her mouth, and she was engrossed in driving, not looking at me and Wen Peony.
I didn't have the heart to speak, and in this case, one more word would reveal my inner secret.
Wen Peony is just the next step of King Qin, he will only look up to King Qin and follow King Qin's instructions to run around. No matter what he asked, his answers were all arranged by King Qin.
I looked out the window, cranes were standing everywhere, new buildings were rising from the ground, and the Xicheng of Jinan under construction was thriving.
Because of the drive of Jinan West Railway Station, the development of the western part of Huaiyin District is quite rapid, and it has become a three-legged trend with the city center and the Olympic Sports New City in the east.
Changqing District is connected to Huaiyin District, which was withdrawn from the county and established as districts in June 2001, and has gained great momentum for development after being incorporated into the main urban area. According to sources, Zhangqiu City in eastern Jinan will soon be incorporated into the urban area, and Zhangqiu City will be changed from Zhangqiu City to Zhangqiu District, further expanding the scale of the urban area and pushing Jinan City into the sequence of a national megacity.
Being in such a big city gives me a sense of motivation.
Society is a huge machine, and everyone is a part of that machine. If everyone works hard, the society will be full of positive energy and move forward in a good direction. There is no shortage of black sheep in any era, provoking earth-shattering battles for their own selfishness.
Only by completely killing such people can the people of Li people attain peace.
The car turned right from the intersection of Baima Mountain and drove onto the suburban road leading to Changqing District.
None of us spoke, and the air inside the car was congealing.
"What is the purpose of King Qin when he sees me?" I remembered the battle of Minghuju again.
At that time, he wanted to see me, all he had to do was go downstairs. Between us, there is only a thin floor slab.
I didn't see it at that time, and at this time, I sent Wen Peony to invite, what was it for?
I closed my eyes and all sorts of question marks swirled around in my head.
Sometimes, I feel like I've touched the true nucleus of truth in an instant, but it flies past my fingertips.
The thaumaturgic whirlpool rolled up by the "Three Ghost Kings of the Garden" has not yet subsided, and the dust has not settled on the side of the mirror room, and the people and horses of King Zhao are ready to move...... I suddenly felt that a huge storm was brewing over the city of Jinan. When the heavy rain came, those with and without umbrellas were not spared.
The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond. The people of Jinan City may also suffer accidental injuries in this dark war.
"What must I do to put an end to the troubleβ"
As soon as I thought of this, Wen Peony suddenly spoke: "Mr. Xia, King Qin wants me to ask you a question. β
"Asked. I didn't open my eyes and replied lightly.
"Do you prefer to live in the north or in the south, east or west?" he asked.
It was a very strange question, but I didn't ask a rhetorical question, but I thought it in my head and answered intuitively: "North, east." β
I am a northerner and am used to eating pasta, while southerners eat more rice, which is a difference in eating habits.
The south is humid and the west is dry, so I choose the north and the east, which may also be the common choice of Jinan people.
Wen Peony didn't speak again, it seemed that the problem was over.
In ancient times, Zhuge Liang had the practice of "sending troops in a good bag", and this time, the King of Qin set up a maze in order to see me, and sent Wen Peony to ask me questions at different times, which was actually following the example of Zhuge Wuhou.
I can debunk Wen Peony, or I can refuse to answer, but that is irresponsible. Only by taking advantage of the trend can we find out the context of King Qin and launch an instantaneous counterattack.
"Drink water. The female driver spoke for the first time.
She didn't look back, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and picked up a bottle of mineral water from the glove box with her right hand, and handed it to me.
I unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took three sips in a row, and the bottle of water had bottomed out.
It's all a routine for secret appointments, and usually they cover my vision with a blindfold or hood so that I don't have to write down the way forward. If I drank water, it would have been filled with sleeping pills or sweat pills that would make me fall asleep.
"Listen. The female driver handed over another pair of headphones.
I put my headphones on, and a saxophone tune was playing inside.
"Is it Kenny King's 'Homecoming'?" I couldn't help but be surprised.
During the night banquet on the platform, the musicians played this tune as well.
At that time, Mr. Mo's puppet had just taken the stage, and I had not yet discovered the secrets of the wild lake. It should be the calm before the war, and no one would have thought that Mr. Mo, who sent the puppet, would also die at the hands of Yan Fohai in the subsequent melee.
The human mind is elusive, and when I hear the same tune, I immediately have a mirage in my mind on the wild lake. What's even more strange is that the face of the girl who went deep into the lake in a small boat also appeared clearly, as if it was right in front of her. Every word she said rang in my ears and was repeated until she disappeared into the dark path.
At the time, I didn't pay much attention to her, thinking that she was an ordinary girl in financial difficulties, and she sold some incomplete information she knew for a little money.
Now, my memory is infinitely enhanced, and I can see her facial features, eye expressions, and gestures when she speaks.
"She wasn't simple, she seemed to have figured out what I was interested in, and she was observing my expression every time she said a word. Her eyes were calm and sharp, and she was taking information from my reactions as she spoke. In this way, she did not stay in the villa by chance, but had ulterior motives and premeditated ......" This judgment made me feel ashamed in my heart.
On the platform of the villa, the wine is fragrant, the music is moving, and the staggered plans are staggered, and the seats are full of friends.
All of this has caused the puzzle of "black under the lamp".
People who stand outside the spotlight tend to see everything more clearly and plan everything more skillfully.
I noticed something unusual about the first button on the girl's chest. If you look closely, it turns out to be a cleverly camouflaged wireless microphone.
While we were talking, every word we both said was passed on to another place.
I opened my eyes wide, and the buttons were gradually enlarged.
This time, I seemed to be able to see the path of the sound waves, sent through the button, all the way east, towards a dense forest of black oppression. Deep in the forest, a car with illegible colors, license plates, and vehicle types was quietly parked under a large tree. There must be someone in the car, and I vaguely saw that the driver in the driver's seat had a pair of sparkling eyes.
Intuitively, it was a woman of unknown age, and it seemed somewhat familiar.
I believe that if I can see a little more details, I will be able to accurately determine her identity. Oddly enough, I think she's one of the people I've ever met.