The wolf's head tattoo on Mangtai's head suddenly became hideous, but there was a hint of a smile in his eyes, as if he thought the situation in front of him was quite interesting:

"In this way, there are some reasons why Balan can get to where he is today, at least in terms of looking at people's eyes, he is also talented."

After saying this with a little sneer, Mangtai took up the pen and dipped it in ink, and quickly wrote a letter, and after the handwriting was dry, he handed the letterhead to Gude, and said in a deep voice:

"Ade, you must personally deliver this letter to Mr. Wang, just say that I said it, please must, be sure to come back."

The two "musts", sincere in love, are just a pair of fatherly bellies.

Goode responded solemnly.

Wang Kuang and others are now in the new camp.

According to the original plan, Mangtai and his son actually only went to the city to have a banquet and a scene on the day of the Qingqing Festival, and then they would return to the camp immediately.

But now it is a sudden bloody case, the Dan family has died, and the most important thing is that Hua Zhen's life and death are still uncertain, so the father and son have to change their plans and stay in the city for a few more days.

Goode soon went, and the bustle in Balaam's house calmed down for the next hour or two.

The guests who had gone to the banquet left in batches, and the apology for the sins of Balan House was also delivered. At this point, the matter has ended on the surface, and everyone seems to be abiding by the etiquette of the nobles and keeping silent.

And in the dark, rumors are spreading, all kinds of speculations and some unbearable discussions are spreading throughout the city like wildfire, and the Zuo Shuaifu is now in a hurry, but it is difficult to take care of it for a while.

By the time Wang Kuang arrived in Balan Mansion, the twilight was already thickening.

The veins spread out on the overlapping houses, and the intertwined colors of gold and red, like rushing blood, soaked the entire mansion and shrouded the huge White Frost City in it.

"Forgive me, the marshal, I delayed a little later, but it was a little late."

Under the window of Meishexuan, the shadows of the old branches are swaying, and the wind carries a slightly cool and dry atmosphere.

Wang Kuang stood in front of Mang Tai, with a slightly apologetic expression.

He had arrived as soon as possible, but it was still an hour later than expected.

It's also impossible.

There is also a sixth prince in the new camp who left the imperial capital without permission, and that is the person most valued by the villa, and there must not be the slightest difference. In comparison, Mangtai's family had to lean back.

Even if someone dies in the Shuai Mansion.

Even if the whereabouts of Seventh Miss Hua Zhen are unknown now, it is even likely that she is dead.

However, at the moment of the general trend, she is the daughter of a powerful person, and she is just an insignificant person, and her life and death are no heavier than a wisp of smoke.

This is troubled times.

In the midst of chaos, human life is as small as a mustard, no matter how high or low.

It is true that Wang Kuang still gave Mangtai enough face, and he came in time.

Mang Tai is not a person who does not know how to measure, seeing that the other party finally came to the appointment, he was relieved at first, and the gratitude on his face was not fake:

"Sir, you're serious. It is better for me that the gentleman can come than ten million, but I do not know who I ask for from the gentleman......

"Don't worry, I've already brought the person, and I'm waiting outside." Wang Kuang sat down opposite Mangtai, took a few sips of the teacup, and said with a smile: ....

"Forgive me, the marshal, after a long day's journey, I was really thirsty, and I was rude." After finishing speaking, he turned to the door and said, "Ah Jin, Ah Fu, you all come in."

The voice landed, the door opened silently, and a couple of men and women came together.

Mang Tai raised his eyes and saw that the man was about forty years old, with eight-character eyebrows, small eyes, and a garlic nose, and he was not good-looking, and his body was very fat, and his clothes were quite luxurious, and he looked like an ordinary rich man.

The woman was emaciated, covered with a heavy black veil, and could not see her face clearly, except that her exposed hands were thin and white, with smooth texture, round joints, and neatly trimmed nails, and she was not very old, no more than thirty at most.

They are Wang Kuang

Temporary transfer of manpower from the lodge.

Due to the sudden arrival of His Royal Highness Six, Wang Kuang was afraid that it would be difficult for Shu Jiuyi to take care of it, so he flew the pigeon to pass the book and transferred several people from the villa to "escort".

This pair of men and women are the top 50 masters in the mountain villa, because the man's weapon is a pair of real gold-plated eight-sided steel whips, and he loves brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes, so Wang Kuang called him "Ah Jin";

The weapon used by the woman was a long sword quenched with poison, and the name of the sword was "Fulu Suxi", which was called "Ah Fu" by Wang Kuang.

Calling them by their first names rather than their top rank is a kind of "corporal courtesy" by Wang Kuang. As the most important "sword whisperer" in the villa, he is not self-conscious, but is very willing to make friends with these reckless rivers and lakes who only know how to fight and kill.

After the two entered the house, Wang Kuang pointed to Ah Fu, who was covered with a black veil, and said, "Ah Fu has studied medicine in the villa for several years, and he knows a little about pharmacology, and he has handled some corpses."

After finishing speaking, he pointed at Ah Jin and said, "Ah Jin used to be a criminal in the Great Song Province, and he has seen several murder cases."

He said it very simply, but Mang Tai knew that the "some" and "several" in Wang Kuang's mouth could never really be only some or a few, but at least hundreds, thousands, or even thousands. Otherwise, it would not have been possible for him to call for help.

The instinctive people in the villa are numerous, not to mention others, even with the martial arts of Shujiu, it is enough to be ridiculously proud of the rivers and lakes, and it is Mangtai who will not underestimate the two in front of him.

Among them, the woman named Ah Fu is more special.

From the moment she entered the house, Mang Tai smelled a strange smell on her body.

It was the smell of dried corpses.

On the battlefield, especially on the battlefield after the Great War, such a smell can often be smelled, and Mangtai is no stranger to it.

"There are two of them." He bowed slightly at the two of them in the seat, then turned to Wang Kuang and said, "Sir, do you want to rest first?"

Wang Kuang put down the teacup and stood up: "Don't stop. While it's still light, let's get things done first." Then he asked, "Do you want to go with you?"

Mang Tai leaned back in his chair, and the expression on his face was a little gloomy: "I won't go, but the right handsome party sent someone to send a message and invite me to go to the front for a drink or two."

Wang Kuang sighed, turned his head and gestured to Ah Jin and Ah Fu: "You two go first, I'll come later."

When Mang Tai saw this, he knew that he had something to say, so he ordered the guards to take Ah Jin and the others to Lanshe, and Wang Kuang had already returned to his seat, picked up the teapot and poured some tea into the cup, and asked lightly, "What does the big handsome think?"

He asked about Mangtai's relationship with the case to Blusch and his accomplices.

This is an inquiry, and it is also a hidden examination school, whether the examination school is worthy of the important task of the mountain village.

In other words, Wang Kuang was not very satisfied with Mangtai.

Yao Jishan