Wang Chen hesitated for a moment and said to everyone: "I'll go out and take a call first."
"Um!"
Now the dormitory director, Jianlong and Cao Lei have been confused by Wang Chen's words just now. They wish they could succeed in cultivation right away, then walk with swords, reach for the stars and the moon, and become those in novels and TV.
The charming fairy of an era.
As soon as Wang Chen left the house, the three people sat and looked at each other again and started practicing. Cultivation has no time. The biggest difference between the secrets of cultivation and the secrets of ancient martial arts is that cultivation is about constant meditation, so as long as you want to practice
You can practice at any time.
Wang Chen walked to the door, stared at the phone hesitantly, and finally gritted his teeth and answered the call directly.
Wang Chen said in a serious voice: "Long time no see."
"Long time no see, do you have time to meet up?" A deep voice sounded on the other end of the phone.
Wang Chen was stunned and said: "Meet? Are you in Zhaozhou now?"
"Zhaozhou Hotel, Bishui Pavilion, I'll wait for you."
The man spoke very concisely. After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone decisively without giving Wang Chen any time to react. Wang Chen struggled for a moment, whether to go or not. This is a very challenging question. Saying that
To be honest, Wang Chen really didn't have the courage to go, but he didn't even have the courage not to go.
Wang Chen sighed softly. It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided. Wang Chen originally wanted to say goodbye to Jianlong and the others, but when he pushed the door open and walked in, he found that these three guys had already gone back to their cultivation. Fortunately, Zi Ting
After returning at this time, Wang Chen said goodbye to Zi Ting and took a taxi towards Zhaozhou Hotel.
Zhaozhou Hotel is not a dragon's den, and the man Wang Chen wants to see is not a man with three heads and six arms, but Wang Chen's heartbeat keeps accelerating, and his palms can't help but sweat. The man Wang Chen wants to see this time is called Qianduo
, his kung fu is comparable to that of a madman, and his identity is even more impressive, he is a legendary killer.
There are not many ancient warriors in the world who go to work as killers in the real world, but it is not impossible. Wang Chen knows only two or three of them. The so-called killer profession is not as simple as killing people. You must know that in this world
No matter how meticulous the defense above is, it cannot withstand a rigorous attack, so a real killer does not want to kill just one person, but to complete some other tasks.
Killing must have a purpose, but simply killing may not be able to achieve the purpose you want, so the real killer does not kill people, but the eyes and hearts of living people. Wang Chen is afraid of death, but he is not afraid
The killer, he is afraid of Qian Duo, because Qian Duo has a sister named Qian Weihong.
"Sir, please!"
Wang Chen had just arrived at the Zhaozhou Hotel. When he got off the car, he was taken upstairs by the handsome boy who greeted him. After the handsome boy took Wang Chen into the Bishui Pavilion, he took the initiative to retreat. Bishui Pavilion took a quiet route, and many tropical
Green plants grow inside, and there is an artificial stream, with the sound of flowing water constantly coming from it.
"You came?"
A low voice rang out, and a man in black could be seen dimly gleaming in the curtains formed by the tropical vegetation, sitting there silently.
Wang Chen's brows furrowed tightly. He still didn't know where Qianduo was calling him to sing. Wang Chen was silent for a moment and walked along the wooden bridge over the stream.
Just halfway through, Wang Chen stopped and said with a smile: "I'm here."
"Since you're here, let's have a drink first."
"Whoosh!"
As soon as Qian Duo's voice fell, a wine glass flew towards Wang Chen. Wang Chen took two steps back and held the wine glass in his right hand. This wine glass was made of bronze, with a unicorn picture engraved on it, revealing a
It has a classic sense of vicissitudes of history, but the wine inside is like blood, thick and bright red, and a bloody smell emanates from the wine.
Wang Chen sighed lightly, drank the wine in his glass, and said slowly: "We haven't seen each other for so many years, but you still like this taste."
Chanduo said: "Only blood and death can keep a person calm forever, right? This is the wine closest to blood that I can find. Do you like it?"
Wang Chen shook his head and said, "I don't like it."
Wang Chen's heart gradually calmed down. No matter what the other party's purpose was for looking for him this time, since he was here this time, the only thing he could do was to face it calmly.
Chan Duo sighed lightly, with a hint of sadness in his voice: "You are still the same as before. Every time I give you my most beloved thing, you always say you don't like it."
Wang Chen said: "Aren't you still like before, knowing that I don't like it, but you still want to give it to me?"
Chan Duo's voice rang again: "My sister, do you like it?"
Wang Chen nodded and said, "I like it."
Chan Duo's voice did not fluctuate at all, as if he was asking a question that had nothing to do with him: "Then why did you refuse in the end?"
Wang Chen smiled bitterly and said, "Because your sister doesn't like me."
"hehe."
Chan Duo suddenly stood up, but he still did not walk out of the green curtain, but this time there was finally a trace of emotion in his voice.
Qian Duo chuckled twice and said: "Wang Chen, some people say you are simple, and some people say you are stubborn, but only I know, Wang Chen, in fact, you have always been so self-righteous. Your simplicity is because you don't fight, your stubbornness
Isn’t it because you don’t retreat, and a gentleman never retreats without fighting? Isn’t that your motto? Haha, only self-righteousness is the real you!”
Someone has said that the person who knows you best in this world is not yourself, but your enemy. Wang Chen doesn’t know if Chan Duo is his enemy, but every time he chats with Chan Duo, he always feels like he is naked.
I feel like I'm being looked at thoroughly, as if I don't have any secrets in the other person's eyes.
Such a person is so terrible, so terrible that only the profession of killer is suitable for him in this world, because what he looks at is not the body, not the face, or even your words and deeds, but straight into the soul!
Wang Chen opened his mouth, originally wanting to explain, but the words turned into a deep sigh and said slowly: "Maybe, it was just the situation at that time. No matter whether I am self-righteous or not, the outcome will not change."
Chanduo shook his head and said, "Have you always been so fond of making excuses for everything?"
Wang Chen said in a deep voice: "This is the reason."
"hehe."
Jian Duo's laughter fell, and a glass of wine that looked exactly the same as before appeared in front of Wang Chen with a "swish" sound. Jian Duo finally walked out of the green curtain this time, far away
From afar, he made a gesture of clinking glasses towards Wang Chen.
"Hello."
Wang Chen smiled slightly, also made a gesture of clinking glasses, and said slowly: "I'm good, how are you."
"I am fine too."
After the two of them finished speaking, they raised their heads at the same time and drank two glasses of wine.dd