Chapter 102,
"What's the difference between this and speaking ill of Xianglan?" she muttered.
Su Guoer: "That's right, but you're just reminding me with good intentions. Others might not be able to accept it. Forget it, I'll ask him myself tomorrow and tell him it's you who's asking."
Hearing this last sentence, Wen Qianxi's scalp was about to explode. She even dropped the peach that fell on the table and hurriedly stood up and said, "Hey, hey? Why do you insist that it was me who asked? This is inappropriate!"
Su Guoer was calculating very well, without even raising her head: "Why do you care so much about him when it's not your business? You keep finding fault with him, making him avoid you when he walks. If you don't explain clearly, he will think you don't like him."
Wen Qianxi became anxious: "Oh, my sister! Don't say it, you can't say it, I... I'm not concerned about him at all." But she felt that what she said was wrong, so she hurriedly changed her words.
"I just thought we were friends, and I was kindly giving him some advice. What's wrong with that? I really don't dislike him."
Su Guoer: "Well, my friend..." I won't expose you. But she was very curious why Wen Qianxi was interested in Changqi?
Is this what they call a marriage destined by heaven?
No matter how you look at it, Changqi and Wen Qianxi don't seem like a couple.
Wen Qianxi: "...I originally treated him as a friend."
Su Guoer: "Then you should be nicer to him. Don't let him be like a mouse seeing a cat every time he sees you. It's embarrassing for you to avoid you like this, isn't it?"
She finally understood and asked Su Guoer: "What should we do? It's already so awkward between us now, even if we can be friends, I guess it's impossible, right?" She also realized that what she had done was really out of line. At this point, would it be embarrassing if she rashly tried to please him?
But to be fair, she thought Changqi was a good person.
Su Guoer: "It's actually quite simple. Don't you like martial arts? I think Changqi's martial arts are pretty good too. Why don't you show some weakness and ask him for some martial arts advice? Maybe that will bring you closer."
These words woke Wen Qianxi up, and she said, "Hey? Sister Guoer, this is a good idea?" After that, she ran away, and no one knew where she went.
Let’s talk about Changqi. After leaving the restaurant, he turned left, left, and right, and went straight into a gambling house.
This was the largest gambling house in Bianjing City, Ruyifang. Of course, he didn't come here to gamble. Instead, he walked all the way there and met the owner behind this gambling house.
"Greetings to Master Qian Jiu." At this point, Master Qian Jiu was the boss. Chang Qi brought out his signature ingratiating smile and saluted Master Qian Jiu with very good acting skills.
Looking over to the side, Uncle Huang was standing next to Master Qian Jiu. He said, "This is the man you wanted."
Master Qian Jiu is a middle-aged man who is neither fat nor thin, but his triangular eyes are particularly outstanding. Now that he is sitting on the armchair, his height cannot be seen.
He lit a cigarette, the smoke slowly rising in front of his face, and finally exhaled a puff of smoke: "Are you the man who killed Master Wang?"
Chang Qi nodded: "Yes"
Master Qian Jiu: "You killed a man quietly on your own territory, and no one could find out. Is that possible, kid?" "Tell me, what reward do you want?"
He generously threw over a bag of gold, estimating that there were about a hundred taels in it.
Unexpectedly, Chang Qi did not accept the reward. Instead, he half-knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and said, "Master Jiu, to be honest, I didn't come here to ask for money, but to ask you to help me say a word."
Master Qian Jiu: "Say a word? I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?"
"Hmph, if you don't want money, that means you want more," he snorted coldly.
Chang Qi quickly lowered his head: "I dare not, just a word from you will do it. I am really desperate, so I come to you for help. I only need a word from you, it doesn't matter if it is granted or not, just a word from you."
The lackeys around him chimed in, "Who doesn't know that our Master Qian Jiu's words are the most valuable? Once he opens his mouth, there's nothing he can't accomplish. And you don't want money but want his words? How greedy of you!"
As he spoke, he even walked up and stomped on Changqi.
Changqi leaned to the side, but continued to beg without getting angry. His humble pleading made Uncle Huang, who was standing by, unable to bear it.
But... he would go on the path he had chosen even if he had to kneel down. Uncle Huang simply couldn't bear to watch it, but no matter how mixed his emotions were, he couldn't show any expression on his face. People in their line of work need good acting skills.
Finally, when the lackeys had fought to their heart's content, Master Qian Jiu waved his hand to signal them to stop, and the men stepped back and made way.
This was his method of torturing people. No matter if they were his subordinates or not, anyone who dared to raise any conditions would be severely punished.
Master Qian Jiu stepped forward and said, "I know what you want, but... Xianglan's beauty is no less than Chunfenglou's top performer, and she was trained to be a top performer. Mother Qi put a lot of thought into her. You just did one thing so easily, and you want to take someone away from me. I'm afraid that's not appropriate, right?"
Chang Qi said in disbelief: "But...but I killed someone for you?"
But he didn't expect that he would receive a cold stare as soon as he said this. He was so scared that he immediately changed his words: "No, that's not right. I killed people for myself, for myself."
Master Qian Jiu's expression brightened, and he said, "I won't make things difficult for you. If you do one more thing for me, I'll let Xianglan go home. What do you think?"
Chang Qi immediately had a bad feeling in his heart, but he couldn't refute it, so he asked: "What's the matter?"
Are you going to kill more people?
Master Qian Jiu: "Tell me first and see if you agree or not?"
Chang Qi: "But if you don't tell me, I can't agree." At this point he still wanted to fight for it. After all, he didn't really want to kill anyone. Killing the old man was just arranged by the adults.
But what if he was asked to continue killing people?
The lackeys: "Have you been asked so many questions? You have to agree today, whether you agree or not! Do you even need our Ninth Master to ask?"
Chang Qi looked embarrassed and said quickly: "But...we have to tell you what to do. What if, what if..." He acted a little panicked, as if he was really afraid of killing people.
I have to say that his acting was brilliant. The custodian couldn't tell anything was wrong, and even Uncle Huang opposite him didn't show any emotion at all.
He just continued to watch Chang Qi deal with the other party, thinking to himself: He knew it wouldn't be that easy, Qian Yong, this bastard!
Master Qian Jiu: "They are right. Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. You have no choice..." He smiled wickedly, then picked up his pipe and continued to puff. Finally, he said, "I just want you to go to the Imperial City and kill the blacksmith. That shouldn't be a difficult task, right?"
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