At this time, Wang Wenwu understood that he was being asked to become an assassin! It was not just that Wang Wenwu would hide the corpse, but the dead body would not be seen, and the living person would not be seen. As long as the person disappears, people will only be suspicious, fearful, and afraid that the next one will be

Own.

Seeing that Wang Wenwu didn't speak, Lao Qian took out thirty pounds from his pocket and handed it to Wang Wenwu, "This is the monthly fee for members of Congress. You can take it first. How about seven hundred silver dollars when the matter is completed?"

"Master Xu knows?"

"Master knows."

"Can I meet you, sir?"

"Is that true?"

"This gives me peace of mind."

"Okay, I'll go back and ask." After saying that, Lao Qian stood up and left. Wang Wenwu watched Lao Qian leave without making a move. Wang Wenwu knew that his life was no longer in his hands, so he could only become an honest man.

A knife in the hands of the Xu family.

Wang Wenwu looked at the table full of dishes and had no appetite. Listening to the singing and opera sounds below, he ate every bite. At this time, Lao Qian appeared in front of Wang Wenwu again.

Wang Wenwu didn't expect that Lao Qian would come back so soon, and was stunned. Lao Qian grabbed Wang Wenwu and said, "Master agreed, come with me now." After saying that, he threw two big oceans at the boy.

"Is it enough!"

"That's enough, that's enough, Master, please wait for me to change."

"Thank you!" After saying this, he led Wang Wenwu out and the shop assistant kept thanking him from behind.

Lao Qian took Wang Wenwu to the entrance of a sparsely populated alley. Lao Qian stood there and looked at his watch from time to time. A car drove up in the distance. Lao Qian immediately greeted it. He nodded and bowed for a while and motioned for Wang Wenwu to come up.

Wang Wenwu saw a middle-aged man in military uniform sitting in a car. He looked like the photo in the newspaper.

"Commander!"

"Well, if you do a good job for me, I won't treat you badly!"

"Yes, Marshal"

Xu Shuzheng motioned to the driver to drive, and the vehicle quickly disappeared from sight.

Lao Qian said: "I'm relieved now,"

Wang Wenwu said: "Who is it? Do you have any photos? Do you know where he often goes?"

"His name is Fang Zhendong, there is a photo," he said, taking out a photo from his pocket and handing it to Wang Wenwu. The person in the photo looked to be in his thirties.

Wang Wenwu said: "When did this happen? Is he still like this now? You'd better find someone who recognizes him and come with me to identify him first."

"Okay, this photo is five or six years old. I often go to Qingle Theater to listen to plays."

"You are really good at finding land. There are many people there!"

"Doesn't this show your ability?"

"First find someone to take me to identify the person and check the situation first."

"Then you should hurry up and I will bring someone to find you later."

"I'll be waiting for you in the big teahouse nearby."

Lao Qian nodded and left. Wang Wenwu went to the teahouse and asked for a private room, tea, snacks, and bought a few newspapers.

When it was getting dark, Lao Qian came and brought a young man with him.

Wang Wenwu said: "Finally you are here. If I had known earlier, I would have made an appointment tomorrow."

"Do you think it's easy for me? This is the rickshaw puller from his family. He knows Fang Zhendong."

Wang Wenwu said to the rickshaw puller: "How much will he give you?"

"A piece of ocean."

"Let's go."

Wang Wenwu sat in a rickshaw and asked Lao Qian, "Will he tell us later?"

"What about us? I think you are afraid that he will tell you. Who would believe what a rickshaw puller says?"

"If there is a next time, go and get to know the person yourself first, and don't look for someone who doesn't understand you."

"No, didn't you want me to find someone and take you to identify them?"

"You said you would find it later. I thought someone knew the commander, but I didn't expect you to find a rickshaw puller."

"Then what do you think we should do now?"

"You ask me? How do I know."

"Okay, I'll figure it out later."

"Don't kill anyone. He was unlucky enough to meet you."

"Hey, you're the one who says there's a problem, and you're the one who says good things. What do you want to do?"

"I didn't expect you to be so unreliable."

"I'm not reliable anymore!"

"I have no experience, you have the final say."

"No, I've learned from my experience. Don't you think it's good for you? If you tell me, I'll do it."

"What do you think about renting his car?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Go to the theater, go up to the second floor, and ask the waiter to serve a table of food.

The rickshaw puller immediately recognized Fang Zhendong in the middle of the second floor. There was another person at his table who looked like a friend, followed by a boy.

The rickshaw puller wanted to use his fingers, but Wang Wenwu quickly stopped him and said, "Don't use your fingers, just speak."

The rickshaw puller nodded and said, "The one on the left side of the table in the middle of the second floor is Mr. Congressman."

Wang Wenwu looked at him and said to Lao Qian: "It seems that he is living a good life and has gained a lot of weight."

"I'm not given enough money, but I don't do any human work."

Wang Wenwu said to the rickshaw puller, "Okay, that's all. Let's pack some food and leave later."

Wang Wenwu found a seat at the back and sat down. Lao Qian gave him a piece of ocean, and the rickshaw driver packed the food and left with a lot of thanks.

When Lao Qian saw Wang Wenwu enjoying his meal peacefully, he asked, "When will you do it?"

"Wait, you can't ask me to turn into a living person in public!"

"As long as you know what's going on, I'll leave first!"

"Go there, I'll ask you to help me keep an eye on it later!"

"Then I also want a share."

"How about two or eight portions."

"Three, seven."

"Let's go!"

"Two, eight, just two, eight, what should I do?"

"You just watch the show now and don't do anything else, got it."

"I know, there's really nothing to do."

"Whatever I want you to do, you will do it again."

"okay, I get it,"

But Lao Qian couldn't help but look at Fang Zhendong frequently. Wang Wenwu said helplessly: "You'd better leave, you can't eat this bowl of rice."

"What's wrong with me? I can't eat."

"This is a secret. Don't delay things here. Just obey and go back."

Lao Qian still didn't give up and asked: "It really can't be done."

"Wangfeng, you haven't done it well, what do you think?"

"I didn't do anything?"

"It's not that you didn't do anything, you did too much."

"Did I do it?"

"Done."

"What have you done?"

"You always look at Fang Zhendong!"

"No way, aren't we looking for opportunities?"

"I'm looking for an opportunity, but I don't look for it this way. If you do this, it's almost written on your face that I want to kill you."

"You're alone, no problem! I know now, how about you pay attention,"

"You won't be missing from the second floor afterwards, okay!"

"I'm not doing it for those two floors. I'm just worried. You know, I'm just worried about missing manpower."

"I know, I know, go ahead, go back, go back."

Lao Qian left happily now. Wang Wenwu continued to listen to the play, paying attention to Fang Zhendong. Wang Wenwu could understand it now, and he had the shame to ask for advice, which made a lot of jokes.

Recently, Wang Wenwu fell in love with a theater troupe, and he always contacted her under the guise of asking for advice. Aiqin had a vague feeling at home, and there was another sister in the family. Even though Wang Wenwu had listened to the opera for almost half a year, she was not as good as these few.
Chapter completed!