: There is a skill in the wrong building

The only reason why Wang Ce entered the city was that Duan Mansion was in the city.

As a senior official of the Northern Yai, Duan’s position is very unsociable. Obviously, both civil servants and generals do not like this crazy dog ​​raised by the Northern Yai.

The civil servants in this world are not as outrageous as they hate the Jinyiwei. However, people's disgust with the spy agencies is simply born. Because the North Ya is mainly external, the situation is higher than that of the South Ya.

Among the bureaucrats of the Northern Yaya, Duan Qizhen, the mad dog, is obviously an exception. This person is the master who has been accused by the censor countless times.

Since Wang Ce and his group passed the Beiwu Army checkpoint, the pigeon quickly sent the news back to Duan Mansion.

Duan Qizhen is a mad dog raised by Beiya. He has always been promoted by a large number of shameful and absolutely immoral and unjust killings, and is considered a mad dog. But that doesn't mean that he is really irrational.

Therefore, when Duan Qizhen knew the destination of Wang Ce's trip, the first thing he did was to laugh three times at the sky, and ordered people to monitor the situation all the way, waiting for Wang Ce to come and seek death.

Duan Qizhen couldn't even imagine a more perfect revenge plan than this when he sat down and died, and then came to the door to seek abuse.

He was monitored by people all the way, and Wang Ce couldn't jump out of his palm. He said hideously: "But if that little bastard stepped out of Beizhen, his life will be mine!"

After waiting for most of the day, Duan Qizhen even felt that she was waiting in the dark and did not see Wang Ce appear!

It was not until he roared and asked questions that a servant trembled to tell the newly sent information!

"What did you say! He is having lunch!" Duan Qizhen was so angry that she grabbed the servants and asked three times before she was sure that she had heard it correctly!

Bang! The servant was slapped to death by the furious man, like a mad dog who had not eaten for three days: "I'm waiting here, but he actually went to have a meal!"

"My son's body is not cold, and he actually eats!"

Wang Ce almost slapped Duan Qizhen into a confused state.

Nanya, after listening to the information from his subordinates.

"Have he gone to have a meal?"

Tan Jiru suddenly smiled happily: "Duan Qi is so angry that he goes crazy. He is such a cute little devil. He is always so fun and brings me surprises so often."

Since the start of the exam, Tan Jiru has always admired Wang Ce. This is something that even the subordinates who are most unfamiliar with him can see.

Even with this kind of appreciation, Tan Jiru did not convert it into a motivation to help Wang Ce. But he has always sent people to pay more attention to Wang Ce.

Therefore, Wang Ce's every move can be delivered to Tan Jiru as soon as possible.

"Well, Zhu Xiangru and some people are following these young men. It seems that Zhu Xiangru wants to lose the favor in the big test."

Tan Jiru looked down from the attic: "That boy did not disappoint me. If he dared to step out of Beizhen, there would be arrangements."

"He is very good, isn't he?" Tong Xihua, the commander behind Tan Ji Ruchong, smiled: "I look forward to him living through today and serving the Nanya day!"

The commander and counselor are more of the assistant to the commander, so Tong Xihua is very cautious: "The subordinates think that he may not see the sun tomorrow, and Duan Qizhen also wants to deal with him today."

Tan Jiru nodded: "After you said that, I have more confidence in him. Oh my God, I am a little moved and can't help but want to take action. I really hope he can bring more surprises."

"Let's go."

Tong Xihua couldn't keep up with his thoughts: "Sir?"

"Eat!" Tan Jiru laughed and took the lead in going downstairs: "He is right. The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, so you might as well put your stomach first."

"The only thing people don't make mistakes is eating. Because people always have to eat!"

The only thing people can't do wrong is to eat. Because people always have to eat.

Having a little lunch and drinking a little tea was purely Wang Ce's biological clock and physical instinct. He definitely did not expect that this small wrong move really troubled many people.

After a meal, Zhu Haitang, like a few teenagers, had previously been frightened, excited and panicked, and gradually settled back into a state of precipitation.

Wang Ce was content with his tongue and tasted the little tea with his tongue. He thought to himself that after wearing it, the biggest trouble was that he would never enjoy the many rich food and beverages in his previous life.

Oh my God, I don’t know how many functions my taste system will lose. At this moment, Wang Ce hated that he was not a science student or a chef!

Looking down from the restaurant, the road on the street was astonishingly wide as fourteen lanes. Wang Ce wondered: "How many people are there in the capital? No matter how you look at it, you have to have millions?"

While digesting and observing carefully, Wang Ce had to admit that this place created an extraordinary prosperity and took another different path.

Liberal arts students always prefer this kind of spirit who cannot kill Xiaoqiang if they don’t find out the results. Wang Ce is not an orthodox liberal arts student.

"Then let's go." Wang Ce decided that when this matter is over, he must know more about the world.

"God, you are finally willing to move." Zhu Haitang was dissatisfied.

"This young man is really bad. It's very consistent with what Haitang describes." As a father and daughter, Zhu Xiangru was also expressing similar feelings: "I really don't understand, is he trying to bother us or toss Duan Qizhen."

Everyone followed him deeply and agreed that Wang Ce was a big bad guy. Especially when the table full of delicious food was arranged to let you taste, everyone could not abandon it. That torment was enough to make people utter the most vicious curse.

Zhu Xiangru smiled bitterly, looked at the table full of food with nostalgia, and stood up resolutely: "Let's go and follow them."

"I have also given my promise to repay this favor."

Zhu Xiangru took a deep breath and felt that the boy was really unable to evaluate him, so he actually took advantage of him. Fortunately, this boy did not hate being artificial, otherwise if he changed someone, he might not have exchanged favors, but indirectly kidnapped him through Zhu Haitang.

Daughter, I will let you contact more people and learn more about the worldly ways. You have never done it well, but this time... Maybe, there are some special things on that little ghost Wang Ce.

"Wang Ce, that damn little devil, finally got up!"

"It's moving, it's moving, he finally moved."

Various news flew to some interested people as fast as possible. They were like countless pairs of eyes, passing through the heavily guarded capital and the crowd, staring closely at the strange little ghost.

"He is not afraid? He is not excited? He is not panicked?"

"Uh...not, he sat on the trolley, happily touching and singing alone. Also, he made a jar from somewhere, filled it with tea, folded a hollow grass, and drank tea in a strange way."

Some people cursed the free little ghost, and some people smiled and got a hollow grass to imitate the way to suck tea, which was very weird and fun!

"What a... interesting child." Someone suddenly stopped laughing, sighed deeply, and had a deep echo.

"Yes! The old slave thinks that he lives more freely and happier than many people."

The previous voice was silent again, and for a long time: "Then, don't disturb his happiness, let him continue to know nothing. For the time being, before I change my mind."

"It's just...it's a pity that his martial arts talent is like a flash in the pan after being injured three months ago!"

"Old Nu thought that this might be the best result for him."

"If... let him live happily and ignorantly, then... let his martial arts talent continue to lose."
Chapter completed!