Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

That night, Chu Ze went to bed early.

They say night is when the mice are alive, and that’s absolutely true.

Not long after Chu Ze lay down, he vaguely heard the sound of someone pushing the door open.The next moment, there were slight footsteps coming from the door.

The other party's movements were very light, but the environment was too quiet. If you listened carefully, you could even hear the slight sound of the friction of clothing.

Chu Ze closed his eyes and opened his ears to listen carefully.

The man walked into the room, and after a few steps, he looked in Chu Ze's direction for a moment. Seeing that Chu Ze was indeed sleeping soundly, he started rummaging around in the room.

At dinner time in the evening, he waited at the door.

He saw with his own eyes that Chu Ze took out a ring, put it on his finger to play with, and proudly told everyone about the origin of the ring, which caused a round of cheers.

Finally, Chu Ze put the ring on his index finger.

He didn't take it out until he returned to his room.

The ring must be in the room.

He searched in the room for a moment, but couldn't find it, so he turned and walked towards the bed.

He walked to the bed and as soon as he bent down, the black muzzle of a gun was pressed between his eyebrows.

Looking along the hand holding the gun, he met a pair of smiling eyes.

"Good evening, bro. Is this what you're looking for?"

Chu Ze stood up, holding a ring between the index finger and thumb of his left hand. He looked at this person's eyes, which were bright and clear. Where was the trace of tiredness?

It's clearly a trap, waiting for him to fall into the trap.

The man reacted instantly, with a hard look in his eyes, and quickly stretched out his hand, trying to snatch the finger away.

Not surprisingly, Chu Ze turned sideways and quickly avoided the man's hand. He moved the gun in his right hand downwards and aimed at his shoulder with a shot.

"Oh!"

A gunshot suddenly rang out, and Zhao Si and his men rushed in quickly: "Catch him!"

The man turned his head when he heard the sound, and when he saw the crowd of people rushing in, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes. He didn't care about grabbing the ring again, turned around and rushed towards the window.

As for taking Chu Ze as a hostage?

Forget it, he's not that hard to think about.

He broke out of the window and was instantly faced with the muzzles of a dozen black guns.

That person: "..."

It’s over.

Chu Ze had already ordered Zhao Si to arrange people under the window.

If he runs here, he is throwing himself into a trap.

Chu Ze stood up leisurely, twirling the gun with his fingers, walked towards the window, half-lying on the window lattice, looked at him and asked with a smile: "Look, do you like the battle that captured you?" All the people he brought got on, and they were all Jin Yiwei. The good players he picked out were more than enough to fight against five, but now they were all used to catch him alone.

He should feel honored.

The man turned around and glanced sideways at Chu Ze, snorted coldly and turned away, ignoring him.

Chu Ze was not angry either.

"Hey, do you want to live?" Chu Ze said, "We know what you are here to do and who you are. As long as you promise to do something for us, we don't have to kill you. How about that?"

The man was already prepared to die, but when he heard Chu Ze's words, he couldn't help but have some extravagant hopes.

He hesitated for a moment, and then asked Chu Ze: "What do you want me to do?"

Hearing this, the smile on Chu Ze's face became even bigger.

That's right.

Chu Ze said: "It's simple. From now on, as long as you insist that Wan Qishen sent you to steal the finger, do you understand?"

The man was startled and looked at Chu Ze strangely: "Why?"

"There's so much nonsense, just tell me whether to do it or not." Chu Ze's face turned cold, and the gun in his hand made a soft click, which was full of threats.

The man's body trembled.

If you work, you will live; if you don't, you will die.He wants to live rather than die.

"Dry."

"That's right." Chu Ze smiled again.

He put away the gun and told Zhao Si: "Take him down and keep an eye on him."

"Yes." Zhao Si greeted several people and took this person down.

Looking at the people being taken away, Chu Ze stretched and walked leisurely to the bed.

He muttered in his mouth: "Being an envoy is really not done by humans. I haven't stopped since I got off the ship." If he hadn't taken medicine in the afternoon and rested for a while, he really wouldn't have the energy to come now. Catch the thief.

After struggling so much, I have lost all my energy and energy.

Chu Ze yawned, lifted the quilt, lay back on the bed and closed his eyes. Within a moment, the sound of even breathing sounded in the room.

He fell asleep again.

When Zhao Si came in, the windows were not closed.

Looking at the people who were already asleep on the bed, Zhao Si tiptoed to close the window and then retreated.

When Chu Ze woke up again, it was already noon.

After a good night's sleep, Chu Ze felt refreshed.

Ah, it's time to settle the score.

Chu Zemeimei had a very Ryukyu-style breakfast, put on her thumb ring, escorted the thief she caught last night, and walked to Wanqishen's house with great fanfare.

Yesterday Chu Ze asked Zhao Si to inquire about it, so he naturally knew where Wan Qishen's home was and how to get there.

He was sitting on a carriage, followed by dozens of guards.

The guards were escorting a tied-up man.

And Zhao Si was walking beside the tied-up man, shouting at the top of his voice to the crowd: "Come and see, the dignified Minister of Ryukyu actually resorted to such despicable means and sent people to the hotel to steal things in the middle of the night! Everyone, come over Look, the minister of Ryukyu stole something!"

Zhao Si can talk.

One sentence directly aroused everyone's curiosity.

The minister stole something and was caught?

Who is not curious!

After a while, their team was surrounded by a thick layer of people.

Chu Ze opened the car curtain and looked outside, nodding with satisfaction.

"Sir, is it inappropriate to make such a fuss?" Master Qi was a little worried.

Chu Ze folded his hands and said, "It's appropriate to be polite like you, but is it useful?" He was pinched in the palm of his hand.

I've been here for so long and haven't accomplished anything yet, and I've even been drugged by the other party.

Daming's face was almost completely humiliated by them.

"Watch the show with peace of mind and don't worry about anything else." Chu Ze said this and closed his eyes to rest.

Master Qi and several other adults looked at each other and silently closed their mouths.

Wanqishen's home is not far from Guanyi, just across two streets.

The carriage stopped and Chu Ze got out of the carriage.

Looking at the closed vermilion door, Chu Ze pointed far away: "Knock on the door."

Zhao Si immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door vigorously: "People inside, listen, the Ming Dynasty envoy Mr. Chu Zechu is here. Anyone who is out of breath can come out and respond!"

The news that Chu Ze came to the door and blocked the door with a group of people soon spread to Wan Qishen's ears.

He strode out and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

Isn't Chu Ze resting in Guanyi? Why did he come here?
"Youngster, I don't know either, but I see that the other party is coming in a menacing manner, as if he is going to cause trouble." The servant replied.

Wan Qishen snorted coldly, is this similar?Clearly it is!
It just so happened that yesterday, because of him, I was very angry and was ridiculed by Kang Cheng.If Chu Ze doesn't give himself a satisfactory answer today, he will take this opportunity to directly arrest the person in prison and vent his anger. (End of chapter)