Yan Liqiang dived back into the water, made a small circle under the bridge, came to the back of the island, and then gently surfaced.
Looking at the island from the water, you can only see a large area of willow trees and a piece of green glazed tiles on the top of the pavilion behind the shade of the trees.
The sound of the piano was coming from the pavilion, echoing melodiously in the night. Just by listening to the sound of the piano, who would think that the person playing the piano was a scum worse than an animal
This island is indeed a good place, especially at night, when there is a romantic atmosphere everywhere and the water, moon, flowers and trees are right next to it. It is no wonder that Wang Haofei and Lu Beixin choose to meet here once a week.
There was another circle of stone steps on the island near the lake, which extended all the way into the lake. Next to the steps was a wooden platform for docking small boats. The waves surging in the lake made a gurgling sound, gently hitting the stone steps by the lake. Yan Liqiang followed the waves and slowly came to the shore.
He squatted in the water beside the stone steps, took out the oilcloth bag tied to his body, lifted it out of the water, bit off the rope on the oilcloth bag, gently opened the bag, took out the full set of blowguns inside, checked the blowgun and found that it was not damp and everything was intact. Then, he took the blowgun and walked gently onto the island barefoot.
If Wang Haofei was a master, or even a martial artist, Yan Liqiang was not sure whether his actions would be discovered by him. But the last time he fought with Wang Haofei, he found that although Wang Haofei was quite strong among the young people, he was not much stronger than himself, and was even slightly inferior. So Yan Liqiang became bolder.
In the dark night, Yan Liqiang was like a water ghost that had emerged from the water. He was naked, holding a blowgun in his hand. He quietly came behind a clump of willow trees and approached the pavilion.
Yan Liqiang saw Wang Haofei just by gently passing through a few willow trees.
There were several palace lanterns lit in the pavilion. Wang Haofei was sitting upright in the middle of the pavilion, playing a zither on the stand in front of him with a focused expression.
Wang Haofei had a good appearance to begin with, and he was a very handsome man. In addition, he was wearing a gorgeous and decent royal blue gown. On such a dark night, he lit a lamp and played the piano in the pavilion on the island in the lake. If this scene happened in Yan Liqiang's previous life, it would be enough to make a group of little girls scream after seeing it.
On the other hand, Yan Liqiang at the moment was only wearing a pair of wet shorts, and with Guo Shanfeng's face that didn't look like a good guy and a black blowpipe in his hand, he was hiding behind the willow tree and looking at Wang Haofei. There was an inexplicable smell of vulgarity about him. If there was any chivalrous man with great martial arts skills here, seeing the appearance of the two people, he would probably not even think about doing anything chivalrous and would just come towards Yan Liqiang with a sword.
Wang Haofei was completely unaware of the impending danger. After all, even if he had ten heads, how could he know that someone he had never seen or even recognized was deliberately trying to kill him at this moment.
At this time, Yan Liqiang didn't care about whether it was obscene or not, as long as it worked. After squinting at Wang Haofei for a few times, Yan Liqiang raised the black blowpipe, put it to his mouth, and blew out a blowpipe from more than 20 meters away from Wang Haofei.
The black blowpipe was like a small black flower, flying out from the blowpipe and blending into the night. In a moment that was almost impossible for the naked eye to capture, it bloomed on Wang Haofei's neck behind his ear. There was a tendon in the human body there that could release the poison on the blowpipe in the shortest possible time...
Wang Haofei's piano playing suddenly stopped, and his whole body instantly stiffened, like a stone sculpture, and he did not move at all.
The moment the piano music stopped, Yan Liqiang quickly pounced towards the small pavilion. Like a cheetah, he crossed a distance of more than 20 meters in a few steps, leaped into the pavilion, and appeared in front of Wang Haofei.
Wang Haofei could no longer move or speak, but he could see Yan Liqiang appearing in front of him. Endless shock and fear appeared in Wang Haofei's eyes. He wanted to say something, but he could only open his mouth slightly and could not utter anything.
“Bastard…” Yan Liqiang cursed in a low voice, then without hesitation, he stepped behind Wang Haofei, stretched out his two hands, grabbed his head, twisted it hard, and with a click, Wang Haofei's neck was broken. His whole face turned almost 180 degrees to the back, and then drooped down softly.
Then, Yan Liqiang pulled out the blowpipe from behind Wang Haofei's ear and quickly put it away. At the place where the blowpipe was pulled out, there was only a tiny red dot as if it had been bitten by a mosquito, with a small drop of blood on it.
Yan Liqiang wiped away the donated blood with his hand, and the small red dot behind Wang Haofei's ear was almost completely indistinguishable.
Yan Liqiang, who killed Wang Haofei, did not leave immediately, but waited here. This time he came out to commit the crime wearing Guo Shanfeng's face. If he left without letting anyone see it, it would be meaningless - people must see that it was the bandit Guo Shanfeng who killed Wang Haofei of the Wang family in Huanglong County. Only in this way can the subsequent series of plans be carried out.
The two guards around Wang Haofei were really slow to react. Perhaps they thought that the piano music on the island had stopped and it didn't mean anything at all. It was just that Wang Haofei didn't talk anymore, so they didn't come over.
Yan Liqiang waited for about three minutes, searched Wang Haofei's body, found a purse, and then saw two women holding incense burners walking towards the island.
When the two women just walked to the pavilion, Yan Liqiang pulled out the sword that Wang Haofei had placed on the table, and roared in a low voice, "If you take another blow from me, go to hell..."
The sword went straight through Wang Haofei's heart, nailing him to the chair he was sitting on. He was dead beyond deadness.
"Ah..." Behind came the expectant woman's scream and the sound of the incense burner falling to the ground.
Yan Liqiang turned around fiercely and glared at the two women, making sure that they could see his face clearly under the palace lanterns in the pavilion. Then he rushed out of the pavilion like lightning, walked a few steps to the lakeside, and dived into the lake...
By the time the two guards beside Wang Haofei rushed over, there was nothing left on the island except the dead young master of the Wang family and two women who were pale and frightened...
A guard suddenly rushed to the lakeside, but in front of him, there was nothing except the sparkling water of Wanshou Lake. The guard widened his eyes and stared at the lake, expecting someone to emerge from the lake. Unfortunately, from beginning to end, he did not see anyone emerge from the lake.
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The blowpipe that had just been used to kill someone had now become a prop for Yan Liqiang to breathe underwater. Without even showing his head above the water, he had already dived back into the small courtyard of Tingtao Yayuan.
He climbed back into his room through the window, quickly took off his mask and put on his clothes, put away the things that should be put away, and destroyed the things that should be destroyed. Yan Liqiang sat on the recliner in the room, looking at the Wanshou Lake outside the window, really listening to the waves, and a smile of relief appeared on his face.
After two full hours, there was a commotion outside the courtyard. The police from the government came to check the rooms, causing chaos in the inn...
"Sir, I'm really sorry. I don't know what's going on. Several brothers on duty are here to check the room. Please come out and cooperate..." The boy from the inn knocked on the door of Yan Liqiang's yard with an apologetic look on his face, and smiled, asking Yan Liqiang to open the door.
"It's okay, it's okay. We are all law-abiding citizens, so we should cooperate with the police..." Yan Liqiang was very reasonable and walked out of the room directly...
Several officers with grim faces came over, just glanced at Yan Liqiang, not even bothering to ask about his identity, and then walked around Yan Liqiang's yard to see if there was anyone hiding under the bed or in the cabinet, and then left...
That night, countless people in Pingxi City did not sleep well, but Yan Liqiang was the opposite. He slept soundly that night...
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(End of this chapter)