Chapter 102: When I wake up from a dream in a slum

A lonely night! Everyone fell asleep!

A man in gray appeared silently from the darkness, quietly sank into the darkness, waiting in the corner for a while before reappearing and jumping into a big mansion.

"interesting."

Wang Ce's eyes glowed in the darkness, and he recalled it and laughed: "It's actually the Sixth Prince's residence outside the palace, it's so fun."

This game is starting to become fun! The disadvantage is that it is not very harmonious.

The Western Liang was playing for the throne, the great world was playing with the bride, and the Southern Wei was playing with luxury. In the surrounding areas, only Dongning and Northern Tang were rising, but at this time, the Northern Tang actually planned to play civil strife.

It's really like a game where everyone comes to compare who is more depraved!

"I really want to know what happened inside." Wang Ce shook his head and smiled.

Perhaps the waiting was too boring, when a night patrolman knocked on the small gong, half-emperor soul suddenly asked, "Who is he?"

"A real man in a straw hat. Of course, I am only 70% sure." Wang Ce scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

The half-emperor soul was obviously confused: "Didn't you arrested?"

"No." Wang Ce's tone was not very certain, and there were some guesses: "I thought it was, but when the man asked me, I knew it was probably not, and I had someone else."

This guess is based on a very simple truth that is ignored by everyone.

With the ability of the man in the hat to plot against Wang Ce several times, when he was pinned down by Wang Ce, he should know how Wang Ce knew his whereabouts. Therefore, if he was a real man in the hat, he would know why when he saw Wang Ce, and would not ask why.

Wang Ce had an end and continued happily: "Why did I assert that the man in the hat must be in Ronghua Tower?"

"Because King Gong is very important, I tell you the rumor that King Gong will die in seven days. The man in the hat will not follow King Gong at all times, but once he knows that King Gong is dead, he will definitely rush over and see it as soon as possible!"

Therefore, after a while, the signal fireworks broke out. It was to give the man in the hat to rush over.

"So, you say that King Gong will die in order to hang people and take the bait." The half-emperor soul showed a rare hint of surprise: "Are you confident that he will appear?"

"Not necessarily, but if you are 50% sure, that's enough." Wang Ce chuckled: "50% is enough to give it a try. If you miss it once, there will be another next time. Who can't make a mistake?"

Wang Ce laughed at himself. He made a mistake when he went to the ghost world and did not expect the seriousness of the matter.

Half-Emperor's soul sighed: "Don't you believe in the emperor?"

This judgment is easy, even if the half-emperor soul likes to use the sword instead of the brain, just let the half-emperor soul try to get rid of the old eunuch from the big inner camp before Wang Ce tracking.

Wang Ce shrugged and raised his eyebrows: "What reason do I have to believe in the emperor? Or, in other words, what did the emperor do that can make me trust?"

For some reason, the night is always uneasy. Wang Ce's words may be even more uneasy.

How did the old eunuch come from?

It was sent by Wang Ce after hanging a red wind chime in Yiweilou.

Wang Ce thought, Yiweilou is probably unreliable. Should I ask Lao Gu to change his way? He has something to do with the emperor, and no matter how hard you are, he will not feel safe.

It was like the building of the US imperial court was hit, and then the US imperial court people felt insecure, and felt that there would be planes falling on their heads at any time.

"Where is King Gong?" There are really many problems with the half-emperor soul.

Wang Ce scratched his head, it was really hard to explain the death of King Gong.

The Nine Five Robe, the Seal of the State, and the Sword of the Emperor are the greatest martial arts capital of an emperor. The true dragon energy contained in the treasures will erode the emperor's body and inherit it for three generations. Therefore, it is difficult for an emperor's direct descendants to achieve success in martial arts.

Therefore, the royal family has achieved success in martial arts, basically people who have no direct relationship with the emperor for three generations. Therefore, the children of the royal family are a huge group, and generally speaking, it is really no problem to kill them if they are killed.

Those royal families who have been in the name of the royal family can only truly return to the ranks of the royal family if they have achieved success in their cultivation.

The blood relationship between the Prince of Anyang and the current emperor must be traced back to at least the twelve generations. However, with the cultivation of Wu Zun, they returned to the ranks of the royal family and were named Prince of the Prince.

The rules of the royal family's game are that unless you have achieved success in martial arts and have made great contributions, even if you are a prince, you have to go and cool off.

King Gong has the same grandfather as the current emperor. Not only did King Gong fail to achieve martial arts, he was eroded by the energy of the true dragon, but his health was also poor, making it difficult for him to live beyond his sixties or seventies.

According to Wang Ce's view, King Gong was old and his physical vitality was eroded, and his internal organs were basically losing their vitality, but the surface was not obvious.

He was detained for seven days and seven nights, and was interrogated without sleeping and fatigue. It was Wang Ce who had not died. In addition, some inappropriate food provided during the interrogation were enough to cause some acute diseases.

Finally, King Gong was destined to die suddenly when his body was extremely tired! Simple medical knowledge.

In Wang Ce's previous life, in about one billion people, nearly one million people died suddenly every year. Not many King Gong.

However, the death of King Gong is purely a few cases after the conditions are met. Wang Ce dared not say that the young Xiao Zhong King would die suddenly.

There are basically not many sudden deaths in this world, because once you enter the innate world, your physical fitness becomes extremely strong. Therefore, those people will be shocked and feel mysterious.

To put it bluntly, it is a very simple truth. However, Wang Ce really can't explain it.

Wang Ce thought to himself, just telling others that it was because he was too handsome. King Gong was too ashamed and fucked up for a moment. Maybe this was more credible.

It didn't take long for the man in gray to reappear.

This time, the man in gray floated away without any staying along the way, heading straight to the north of the city.

"City North?" Wang Ce was shocked. The city north was the residence of civilians. The man in the hat who was hanging out with the powerful actually came here. This was absurd.

What Wang Ce did not expect happened again. The man in the hat did not rush to the civilian area, but went straight to the north.

Wang Ce gasped: "No!" In his memory, a little further north, it would be a slum where chaotic crimes occur frequently.

Even Wang Ce could not have thought that the man with the most famous group of people in Northern Tang would come here. Even though he had been killed, the man with the hat had crawled into a broken house, he would come back for a long time.

"Uncle Wang Hun, keep following." Wang Ce smoothed his eyebrows and stared at the dilapidated room.

After a while, the room suddenly lit up with dim light.

A woman's sob sound penetrated Wang Ce's ears: "Master, don't take revenge, let's go. Let's be together well and live the next life."

A low roar, mixed with endless pain: "No, the incident sixteen years ago made me what I am today. I must take revenge, I must take revenge."

In that howl, there was a depressing pain that made my bones itchy: "Pharm, give me the medicine!"

A thin and dry man with a haggard appearance seemed to have exhausted all his muscles, curled up and let out a depressing howl. Every inch of his muscles seemed to be contracting. Wang Ce felt creepy when he looked at that feeling.

Wang Ce even saw that every blood vessel of the man was bulging high, as if it exploded at any time, which was extremely terrifying.

A woman in coarse cloth clothes trembled and cried, grabbed a bottle, but refused to let go: "The pharmacist said, the more you take this medicine, the less your life will be. You really can't take it anymore."

"Give it to me!" The man let out a beast howl, snatched it, and stuffed a medicine into his mouth.

After a while, the strange and terrifying symptoms were seen. After the man vomited several mouthfuls of blood in succession, he slowly returned to calm. He gritted his teeth and was filled with hatred: "What's the point of living for decades, as long as I can take revenge."

The woman shed tears and said: "So many years have passed, why can't you forget it?"

"I will never forget," the thin man roared in depression: "Every night, I will remember it and experience it again! I will forget it unless I die!"

Finally, the thin middle-aged man screamed and said something!
Chapter completed!