From the beginning of celebrating more than one year, the sun shines on the sky

"Wang Qinian, where do you want to go this time? Is there another girl you've fallen in love with, huh???"

"Ma'am, I misunderstood. I am really in a hurry this time. Listen to me and explain to you carefully..."

"Explain? What are you explaining? I'll beat you to death!"

There was a sound of punching and kicking, even though Fan Zui was not close to the door, he could still hear it clearly, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

Old Wang, you can't do it!

Look at the old Wang next door to your house, he climbed over the window, climbed the wall, and slipped.

In the play, Wang Qinian's fear of his wife also left a deep impression on many audiences.

In the past, he liked making money the most, and he was happy and peaceful all day long. Even when he was away, he still cared about his family.

It is not difficult to see that he has fallen in love with it, and enjoys such a warm and well-off life very much.

Perhaps for Lao Wang, if he suddenly didn't get beaten for a day, he might not be used to it.

When it comes to getting the tools, the words are naturally true, but it is estimated that what he has in mind is more, that he wants to come back to say goodbye to his wife and report that he is safe.

Such a husband should be a good man.

After fighting for a while, the courtyard door creaked, and Lao Wang finally got out of the sea of ​​suffering and opened the door to come out.

Turning around and gently closing the courtyard door, then bowed again, and then stood up straight.

At this moment, he is so masculine, with his head held high.

However, when he saw Fan Zui standing behind him, looking at him with a meaningful smile, his face was embarrassing, he bent over and performed the ceremony.

"Thank you, General, for a long time."

Fan Zui smiled, waved his hands, and said, "It's okay, it's almost dawn, and it will be easier to track by then, so it's okay to wait a little longer."

Hearing this, Wang Qinian was slightly startled, and asked, "Your Excellency also knows the art of tracking?"

If he knows the art of tracking, what else is he looking for?
After thinking about it, Wang Qinian felt more and more that the seemingly young but unfathomable young general in front of him was daunting.

If he knew that he approached him because he was ordered by the dean to monitor him, then with his cruel and merciless character, he might lose his life.

Seeing that the other party just smiled without explaining, Wang Qinian's forehead was slightly sweating, and his back felt cold.

Swallowing the saliva in his throat, there was a little more fear in his eyes, looking at Fan Zui, he asked tentatively:

"How did the general know that I know how to track?"

Chen Pingping was the only one in the inspection institute who knew about his ability to track the technique.

The rest don't know anything.

However, where did Fan Zui get the news from?

After thinking about it carefully, I felt more and more a chill on my back, and I went straight to Tianling Gai.

Hearing this, Fan Zui smiled lightly and said meaningfully:
"you guess!"

At this moment, Fan Zui's smile, in Wang Qinian's view, looked quite sinister.

It seems to have a bit of bloody meaning.

From Fan Zui's request, his acceptance, and then returning home to pick up the tools, everything seemed so normal.

It wasn't until now that he remembered that he seemed to have never told this secret, but Fan Zui seemed to know his details very well.

Wang Qinian, as a document of the Appraisal Institute, does not believe such things as unknown prophets.

"My teacher Fei Lao told me."

Fan Zui's tone was flat, and he explained something casually.

Hearing this, Wang Qinian seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then nodded his head after a pause, and said:

"I see!"

In fact, I was even more sure of my guess in my heart. This young general was by no means as bad as the rumors outside.

In fact, Fei Lao didn't even know that he knew the art of tracking.

Who knows about his past, Wang Qinian knows better than anyone else.

Not to mention, he and Fei Jie didn't actually have any friendship, and even if there was, it would be impossible to tell the truth about this kind of thing.

Wang Qinian's momentary dullness naturally failed to escape Fan Zui's eyes.

He knew that this guy who only had money in his eyes must have seen through his lies.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

His evasive words were intended to let Wang Qinian see through them.

The corner of the mouth curled up in a fleeting arc.

Both of them are pretending to be stupid.

I don't know who is lying to whom in the end.

Under the dark night, brocade clothes walk at night.

Two black shadows ran quickly between the roofs, one in front of the other, like two ghosts chasing each other.

Fan Zui and Wang Qinian used lightness skills to rush forward all the way.

It is also quite a bit of a competition.

However, no matter how fast Wang Qinian speeds up, it will be difficult to catch up.

The distance between the two seems to be always one step away.

It seems to be a simple step away, but he can't surpass it no matter what.

This made Wang Qinian, who had always been extremely confident in his lightness kung fu, suddenly feel incredible.

It's hard not to catch up with someone for the first time.

So, continue to speed up and try to catch up.

The distance of that step seems to be forever difficult to cross.

It wasn't until this time that Wang Qinian realized in his heart that Fan Zui's false reputation of being invincible in the same realm was not in vain at all.

Looking at it now, I am afraid that people in the world will still underestimate this young general.

If he really sings every night, how could he still have such a speed.

It must be impossible to run.

However, looking at his body as light as a swallow, quite long-lasting and full of stamina, he is not like a person who indulges in sensuality all day long.

From time to time there are stars scattered and cold wind blowing.

The cold wind, with a trace of rain and dew, blew past the ears, lifting a strand of blue hair and flying slowly.

By the time the two arrived at the city gate, a tinge of red had already appeared in the sky.

After the light rain, it was sunny.

A gentle ray of morning light falls on the world.

Crossing Queqiao Street, in the blend of night and day, the shadow of the city gate seems a bit heavy.

Before they arrived, the two saw in the haze that there seemed to be a large number of people ambushing ahead.

There were about 30 people standing in a column, each holding a knife handle, their momentum was like a rainbow, and there was a trace of murderousness in them.

Master of the Forensic Institute!
Both of them knew very well that this was from Ben Wang Qinian.

Knowing that Wang Qi was young and accomplished a lot, in order to catch him, Zhu Ge really spent all his money.

In this battle, it is more than enough to deal with a master like Cheng Jushu.

The two came to the bridge and stood there.

Wang Qinian glanced at the rather fierce Zhu Ge, smiled slightly, and hid behind Fan Zui.

It made Fan Zui look disgusted.

It's really not easy for Zhu Ge, who is the host of the first place and now replaces the dean Chen Pingping, to take charge of all matters of the Inspection Institute.

As expected of a veteran of the Inspection Institute.

This sense of smell is really sensitive.

This nose is like a dog's nose.

It is very accurate to judge his direction of leaving the city, as well as the time.

On that day, he proposed to use Cheng Jushu's clues to find out who was behind the assassination on Niulan Street.

However, Zhu Ge refused.

In his words, Cheng Jushu is very useful now.

Don't hurt it, kill it.

"Master Zhu, you only brought such a few people, are you looking down on me?"

Fan Zui looked ahead and said calmly.

"Since you are the commissioner of the Procuratorate, you should know what a crime this is."

Even though he knew that Fan Zui's martial arts were unfathomable, Zhuge didn't panic at all.

No wonder he was so proud. He even wanted to overthrow Chen Pingping, but he had some pride.

Fan Zui secretly thought, this person must not stay, otherwise, he will ruin his great affairs in the future.

At this moment, Zhuge also felt that Fan Zui must not stay! (end of this chapter)