It wasn't until the blood-stained water flowed through the gentlemen's expensive leather shoes that they realized what was happening, and the hall suddenly became a mess.
Some people were desperately calling for bodyguards, some people simply jumped on the sofa, and some people squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, as if they were afraid that Xing Tianzhan would fall from the sky again.
I hugged my shoulders and sneered at Ye Xun: "You see, gentlemen are also afraid of death. As you said, no matter how high your status is, you will still be unable to hold your urine when you die."
After Ye Xun looked at me expressionlessly, Arthur also looked at me with an evil expression and said, "Mr. Wang, is this your divine punishment?"
I looked at him calmly: "First of all, I have to correct a mistake of yours. This is not my divine punishment, but the retribution he deserves. Secondly, what I want to tell you is that you are not suitable to be a detective. It's obviously not the character a detective should have to always arbitrarily accuse people."
Unexpectedly, Arthur did not become angry because of this. Instead, he bowed slightly to me and said, "I was rude and I solemnly apologize to you. If you don't mind, can we continue our gambling in another place?"
"Of course!" As I nodded, the old wolf also stood up from the sofa: "Gentlemen, does anyone else want to continue to witness the miracle? If so, please move to the living room No. 2 with me."
After the old wolf sent out the invitation, he was the first to walk out the door, regardless of whether anyone followed him. Before leaving, he did not forget to arrange for someone to rescue the waiter.
I didn't kill the waiter, I was making his life worse than death.
As long as the other party cannot crack the secret of Xing Tianzhan, he will have to live in the shadow of divine punishment hanging over his head for the rest of his life. This is more painful than killing someone.
The sneer on the corner of my mouth happened to fall into Arthur's eyes, and the latter's eyes instantly became much darker.
I was still sneering at each other, and it wasn't until I walked into another living room that Arthur said: "According to mythology, the gods will protect his apostles in the world, so I want to try to see if the gods will bless them." You survived the bullets."
I squinted my eyes and looked at Arthur. His theory might be fine, but if he wanted to test the gun on me, he would be a bit unscrupulous.
Arthur looked at me and said, "Mr. Wang is silent, is he acquiescing, or does he feel he is afraid?"
Ye Xun, who was standing behind me, took a step forward and was about to speak when he was stopped back: "Your proposal is totally fine. Where should we start? Here?"
"Of course!" Arthur took off a decorative musket from the wall: "Weapons are prohibited in the club, but this musket is a genuine antique and can be fired even if it is equipped with a gun. There is no shortage of muskets for people to admire in the club. s things."
While Arthur waved, someone used a mahogany pallet to loosen the gun and projectiles. Arthur placed the gun skillfully and said: "Gentlemen who don't want to see blood, please go out first. Gentlemen who are willing to witness the miracle, you can Stay. Of course, if Mr. Wang unfortunately dies, all gentlemen, please bear witness for me."
Only half of the people in the living room just now came over. As soon as Arthur made the request to testify, more than half of the people in the room left, leaving less than ten people standing in the hall.
Arthur raised his musket and said, "Mr. Wang, are you ready?"
What Arthur was holding was a musket. This kind of musket was once the mainstream on the battlefield and was very popular for a while, but now it can only be used as a handicraft hanging on the display stand.
I have never seen the true power of a fire rifle, but any firearm fired within five meters is enough to pose a fatal threat to a martial arts master. What's more, Arthur took two steps forward while holding the gun, shortening the distance between us to about two meters.
Being so close, all I can do is bet on which one is faster, my Xing Tian Zhan or the bullets of the flintlock gun.
When I looked intently at the muzzle of the opponent's gun, Arthur's finger was also on the trigger. Before I started Xing Tian Zhan, I saw Arthur holding the palm of the gun handle, suddenly turned around, grabbed the gun handle, and pressed down. The muzzle of the gun that was originally pointed at my chest suddenly rose upwards. The fire snake sprayed from the muzzle swept over my head, and the bullet smashed the glass of the living room diagonally and flew straight to the outside.
The broken glass fell one after another, and Arthur also fell to the ground. He covered his chest with one hand and couldn't stop breathing. The frightened expression on his face could no longer be concealed. He pointed at me and couldn't say a word. .
For the first time, the old wolf showed a solemn expression: "Arthur, are you okay?"
Arthur pointed at me with his trembling right hand and said: "He... he is the devil."
I don't even know what's wrong with Arthur, but I can't reveal my flaws at this time. I stood there with my hands behind my back and a smile on my face, but the corners of my eyes quickly glanced around, and finally I saw Li Mao Mao, who was nodding slightly. Did she scare Arthur by doing something
I was about to confirm my eyes with Li Xiaomao, when Old Wolf walked up to me with his hands behind his back: "Mr. Wang's miracles surprised me very much. But it's not enough to convince me. Mr. Wang, can you perform again?" A miracle?"
I said with a half-smile: "I can turn you into a woman, do you believe it? Right here, right now, I will turn you into a woman."
When everyone looked at Old Wolf, the latter laughed loudly and said: "I admit, I don't have the courage to let Mr. Wang turn me into a woman. Old Jack, you win, but I want to treat Mr. Wang to a drink You don’t mind a cup, do you?”
Old Jack said politely: "If Mr. Wang doesn't mind, I won't have any objection."
I looked at Lao Lang: "There must be a suitable occasion for drinking. I don't like the atmosphere of the club, it's too depressing."
"Then let's go to my private villa!" Lao Lang did everything without delay. He didn't stop for a moment before leaving. He immediately arranged for bodyguards to take me out of the club and rushed to his private villa.
I sat on the sofa in the villa, took a cigar from the bodyguard, and took a slow sip: "Ms. Old Wolf, is it time to start your performance now?"
The old wolf stood up slowly, tore off the human skin mask on his face in front of me, and his long golden hair fell down his shoulders. The other party also casually untied his suit and threw it on the sofa. He sat on the sofa as naturally as if he were an old friend: "Mr. Wang Huan, according to gentleman's etiquette, shouldn't you praise my beauty now?"
"It's acceptable, not amazing!" What I said was indeed the truth. Although the blond and blue-eyed old wolf looked exotic, I preferred the soft beauty of the Orientals. Her aesthetic point of view is somewhat inconsistent with mine.
Besides, I have seen too many beauties. Si Ruo, Ren Tianqing, Lu Xinyao, and Xia Qingqing are not the only beauties in a thousand, and each has his or her own style.
The old wolf stretched out two fingers, and the bodyguard standing next to him immediately offered a cigarette. The old wolf took a slight puff of smoke and said: "There are so many beauties around Mr. Wang, and he is a little tired of aesthetics. I can understand that."
I looked at the other party with a half-smile and said, "Miss, before we chat, should you introduce yourself or your position in the Blood Tulip family?"
The old wolf looked at me with interest and said, "How do you know that I am from the Tulip family?"
I pointed at Old Jack standing beside me: "Because of him. Ever since he agreed to bet with you, I knew you were acting."
I took a puff of my cigar before saying: "A person who is good at using substitutes is cunning, but certainly lacks courage. He is too straightforward to gamble with you, which is not in line with his character."
I said solemnly: "When I said I could turn you into a woman, Old Jack obviously moved. He wanted to stop me. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come up from my side and behind. That angle was only convenient for grabbing my arm. That’s all.”
"As for how do I know that you are from the Blood Tulip family..."
After a pause in my voice, I raised my hand and pointed at the other person's collar: "Your family tattoo is exposed."
Lao Lang looked down at his slightly open shirt, clapped his hands gently and said, "Wang Huan is indeed well-deserved. Let me introduce myself. My name is Elena, the head of external affairs of the Tulip family. Of course, I prefer to be called Lao Lang."
Elena pointed to Old Jack and said: "Old Jack is one of the foreign affairs members of our family. His invitation to you is equivalent to my invitation to you. The agreement between you is also equivalent to the agreement between me and you. .As for this meeting between us, you can think of it as a test for me. I think Mr. Wang won’t mind, right?"
"I don't mind if you test me. But I do mind if you waste my time." My face darkened slightly.
In the world of martial arts, it is normal for an employer to let people "show off their background". Since the employer hires people from the martial arts world to do things, it represents a risk. If you don't see the quality of the other party, who can invest your capital with confidence.
However, Elena still wanted to do this when she knew that something important was happening to me, which made me very angry.
Elena said calmly: "I know why Mr. Wang is here, so I will naturally give him a special test. I can't give you the Dunhuang code until I determine your strength."
My eyes couldn't help but shrink suddenly. Apart from a few people here, only Dr. Bai and Fan Chongyi knew that I rushed overseas for the Dunhuang Book. Could it be that Fan Chongyi leaked my whereabouts
Only then did I remember that Old Jack could have revealed my identity in the hotel, and he might have already started investigating me.
At what point did we reveal our whereabouts
Did the person who leaked the secret only sell me to Elena, or did he betray me to someone else
Countless thoughts were whirling in my mind, and I looked up at Elena: "Since you already know my purpose, there's no need for us to play riddles like this, right?"