This one should be the real one. Judging from the color, texture, and pattern of the sheepskin, it is no different from the previous two.
"I kind of regret it. This thing is really a scam." Qin Wushuang shook the treasure map like a rag.
"Brother Qin, a man's word is as good as gold. What has been said is like spilled water. It is hard to take it back. You can't regret it." Shen Wanqian blocked the retreat in time, fearing that the decision would be invalid.
"Don't worry, I have promised it. I will do my best to treat the patient." Qin Wushuang sighed.
In fact, he was very happy in his heart because he had collected the three treasure maps and combined them into one.
Is the Great Qing Dragon Vein real? What secrets lie within?
A sea of wealth? Or is there something special?
It caused so many people to rush for it and risk their lives for it back then, so the chance of it being fake is extremely small.
Shen Wanqian was equally happy because one-third of the treasure map was just a piece of waste and was of no use in his hands.
I don’t know where the other two pieces are, and they are incomplete. They are nothing but waste.
The treasure map is of great value, it is undeniable that it is priceless to describe it, but it is only a small piece and it will never be complete until death. It is better to exchange it for something practical that you need now.
It's like a beautiful woman, stunningly beautiful, like a fairy, but unfortunately she's a barren woman. No matter how beautiful she is, what good is it? She can't have fun, can't have children, and can't do anything practical.
What's more, the person Shen Wanqian wants to save this time is not ordinary, and he is willing to pay any price without any complaints.
"Brother Shen, tell me about the patient's condition. I want to get a general understanding first." Qin Wushuang placed his five fingers on the table and tapped them in rotation, in a regular and melodious manner.
"At this point, I have nothing to hide. Let me be frank. The person you want to save is my master."
"Dragon head?" Qin Wushuang asked in surprise.
"good!"
"The leader holds a high position and is one of China's most important figures. Why would a kid like me need to get involved when he's sick?"
"No, my master's injuries are not simple, otherwise they wouldn't be traced back to you. My master said that there are only two people in the world who can save him. One is your master, and the other could be you."
"As long as you learn the Thirteen Needles of the King of Hell, there is hope."
"Old Zhuge has long since retired from worldly affairs, living in seclusion. Although Tianzi No. 1 has his address, we dare not disturb him rashly. Even if my master were to go there in person, I'm afraid he wouldn't give us a courtesy."
"It's better to focus on you." Shen Wanqian said slowly.
"Besides, my master's injuries were caused by the robbery of the treasure map. He has been tortured for more than twenty years."
"My master also saw through it and figured it out. He suffered so much for such a damaged thing, and ultimately had to sacrifice his life. It wasn't worth it."
"That's why I readily gave it to you in exchange."
"Otherwise, it will never be handed over to you."
"What's wrong with your master?" Qin Wushuang asked.
"Would you please follow me after you finish your drink?" Shen Wanqian invited.
"Okay." Qin Wushuang agreed. Since he had already promised others, he should do his duty.
About half an hour later, they both left the palace.
As I reached the door, a young man bumped into me.
The other person lost his balance and fell on his butt. Because the outside was slippery, all his gorgeous clothes were ruined.
"Fuck you, you have no eyes, you son of a bitch." The other party cursed loudly, which was very harsh.
When he saw Qin Wushuang, he was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly.
"I was wondering who it was. It turned out to be the stray dog from the Qin family."
This man was about twenty years old, not much different from Qin Wushuang. He was neither handsome nor ugly, and had an ordinary face. But if you looked closely, he and Qin Wushuang had a little bit of similarity.
Although it is not obvious, it does look a bit similar at first glance.
Those who can come to the Imperial Palace Garden are generally young people. The older people can't play around anymore. They can't resist the temptation and want to have some fun, but in the end it's useless and they end up making a fool of themselves.
Also, anyone who dares to enter this place must be a young master from a wealthy family.
Qin Wushuang's eyes flashed with coldness when he heard this. "Boy, no matter who you are, you'd better keep your mouth shut."
"Am I wrong? Does the Qin family want you? What else are you if not a stray dog wandering outside?" the other party shouted.
"Pa!" Qin Wushuang threw a big punch.
The other person's head was buzzing and he fell down again.
If he says something rude, smash his mouth.
"You dare to hit me? I'm going to fight you." The young man got up and pounced on Qin Wushuang.
Half-baked level.
"Plop!" Shen Wanqian kicked the opponent in the abdomen again, and the young man flew at least ten meters away.
"Wow!" Blood spurted out of a mouth, and the bright red blood spilled on the white snow, making it particularly conspicuous.
“Brother Qin, do you want me to get rid of him for you?” Shen Wanqian had the idea of killing someone.
"No hurry!" Qin Wushuang raised his arm to stop him, then walked over.
With his hands in his pockets, he looked down at the young man and stepped on his chest.
"May I have your name?"
"Why should I tell you?" the young man said stubbornly, wiping the blood from his mouth with his sleeve.
"If you don't tell me, I will make you tell me." Qin Wushuang showed a sinister smile.
The young man felt a bad intuition rising up in his heart, reaching the top of his head.
I don't know why.
Then he understood.
Qin Wushuang fought fiercely and tortured him like a dog, kicking him several meters away and slapping him so hard that he fell several times.
He was beating and mumbling at the same time.
"Let you be stubborn, let you curse, let you act arrogant."
"I'll beat out your duodenum."
"I'm going to hit you on the right side of your face, so pay attention."
“Bang!”
"Sorry, I hit the left side."
Less than five minutes later, the young man burst into tears, unable to stop.
"Stop hitting me. I'll tell you everything."
"Why didn't you do this earlier? You're asking for trouble. You can't keep quiet." Qin Wushuang grabbed the man's hair and pulled it up forcefully.
Another slap.
I feel warm all over after the fight, and it feels so comfortable!
It makes you warmer than eating hot pot.
"Go ahead." Qin Wushuang turned his wrist.
"My name is Qin Youliang."
"Your last name is Qin?"
“Yes… yes.”
"Qin family?"
"right!"
"From my generation?"
"That's right." He was really honest now, answering every question without any hesitation.
"Who is your father?"
"Second Master Qin."
"Haha!" Qin Wushuang sneered three times, "No wonder you were so aggressive towards me, so you are Qin Ergou's son."
When Qin Youliang heard someone calling his father Qin Ergou, he wanted to get angry, but then he thought of something and became timid again.
He almost forgot that he had just been beaten.
Fortunately, he suppressed it, otherwise he would have been beaten again.
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