After hearing this, Wang Jie's expression suddenly became strange: "Kill Wu Shihua?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, you can't let too many people know about this matter, otherwise I will lose my head. I only said it for Your Majesty's sake. I hope that Your Majesty can also help my Wei family in the future."

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Wang Jie stood up immediately: "Excuse me!"

The first thing Wang Jie did when he left home was to call Wu Shihua. Soon Wu Shihua answered the call: "Your Majesty, is there any news about Wu Renqun?"

"Not yet, but I got a message that someone wants to kill you, so be careful!"

The person on the other side was silent for a while: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for reminding me, I will be careful!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Jie felt that it was not safe. After all, this kind of thing only came from other people's mouths. No one was sure whether it was true or someone else deliberately let Wang Jie know about it, so he made another call.

.

The call came to the laboratory, and the person who answered the phone was the new person in charge: "Your Majesty!"

"Excluding those that were cultivated slowly, how many experimental products were directly matured?" Wang Jie asked straight to the point.

"There are ten in total. Our ripening technology is not as good as Ma Lijian, so the number is not enough!" The other person said timidly. Wang Jie knew from his tone that some of the funds must have gone into someone else's pocket.

As long as it's not too much, Wang Jie would turn a blind eye and say, "Move out now and airlift them to the Imperial Capital to protect Mr. Wu and Dong Yelin!"

"Yes, act immediately!"

"Oh no, I'll ship half of it over. I'll have to go to the laboratory in person later!" Wang Jie suddenly had an idea flash in his mind and changed his mind.

The person in charge was also a little confused, but still followed the instructions.

Afterwards, Wang Jie returned to the house, and Wei Ruxiao said: "I think the prince can solve it with just a few phone calls!"

Wang Jie smiled: "I can only mobilize a little bit. Whether it can really help depends on fate. After all, it's up to people to plan things, and it's up to God to make things happen!"

...

In the afternoon, several people walked into the prison cell with cameras and brought a chair for Wu Renqun to sit on.

Wu Renqun looked at them and said, "How should I act?"

"Prince, just do this, mess up your hair and look dull, as if you are suffering!" the man commanded.

Wu Renqun did as he said and said while doing it: "Can't I take a bath here? I haven't taken a bath in three or four days!"

"Your Majesty, you can take a shower when you go out, but you can't take a shower here!"

"You won't just slap one head, right? You have to slap the whole body to let them know that I didn't suffer greatly, otherwise you are finished!"

"Photograph the whole body, we are professionals after all!"

Wu Renqun sneered: "This thing is also professional. Are you ready? What should I say?"

"Just tell me, stop looking for me, otherwise you will be tortured to death!"

Wu Renqun nodded: "Okay, I'll try my best to look like one!"

"Three two one, start!"

"Stop looking... If you can't find me, I will be tortured to death if you keep looking. If you really do, it will take a few days until I move to a more comfortable place. This place is really not good at the moment.

It's comfortable, cold, dark and hungry." When Wu Renqun said these words, he was very slow, as if he hadn't eaten for several days and was half-dead.

Who knew that the guy holding the camera suddenly said: "Hey, that's not right, my lord, try it again. I didn't get the focus just now. Now switch to the manual gear and try it again!"

"What the hell do you call professional?" Wu Renqun couldn't help but scolded: "Shoot the whole body, all this needs to be coordinated with the posture of the whole body to be real!"

"okok, this time will definitely happen once and for all!"

So Wu Renqun did it again using the original method. After recording, he asked: "Does it look good? Isn't it all sharp colors?"

"No, no, the prince is so handsome!"

After they left, Wu Renqun sighed: "Oh my god, I hope Wang Jie can come here!"

"Hey boy, you are quite smart, you even know how to secretly pass on messages!"

Wu Renqun's expression changed slightly, and he made a low-pitched gesture: "Hey, please keep your voice down, don't kill me. How did you know that?"

"We sisters are all professionally trained. How can you deceive us with such small gestures?"

Wu Renqun smiled: "Thankfully, they are not as powerful as you, otherwise my news would not be able to spread. Okay, stop talking, lest I be heard!"

"Yeah, thank goodness it's not us who concerns you, otherwise we would definitely make you miserable."

"Haha, it makes me miserable. If that happens, you will definitely suffer several times more than me."

...

On the other side, halfway through Wu Shihua's escort, a group of people suddenly broke out with various weapons in their hands.

The guards around Wu Shihua immediately took out their weapons: "Boss, you go first, we will stop them!"

"If you can't beat me, don't hold on!" Wu Shihua said lightly and continued to walk forward. In the dark night, swords danced wildly, and blood soon spread all over the floor.

Wu Shihua's expression remained normal, and the people behind him quickly caught up with him. According to Wu Shihua's standards, officials should be protected by armed guards, but in the imperial capital, except for the royal family's armed guards, the rest of the people did not have the royal family's permission.

Configuration not allowed.

Wu Shihua frowned, turned and looked behind him, threw the briefcase in his hand on the grass, and found two short knives in his hand. He exerted all his muscles and struck a posture.

Among many martial arts, Wu Renqun is a top-level existence. His adoptive father Wu Yunchen was the leader of the martial arts alliance at that time. When he was young, he was the young leader of the sect. Although he failed to take over the position of leader, his strength is still there.

With one opponent against more than ten people, Wu Shihua combined the sword skills and boxing in his hands, fighting and retreating at the same time. He has been involved in political affairs for too long, and has not practiced martial arts for many years, so the kung fu on his hands is not as good as when he was young.

After the two sides struggled for a while, they distanced themselves.

Wu Shihua asked the most powerful leader: "This is Brother Cao's Kung Fu. Who are you?"

"I've met Master, I'm the disciple of Master!"

"I remember he passed away a few years ago!"

"It's exactly the work of my nephew!"

Hearing this, Wu Renqun couldn't help but tremble on his face, and a murderous intention suddenly surged into his heart: "I am getting older, and my physical strength cannot keep up with young people like you!"

"Times have changed. Just like you, uncle, have become political figures. Please stay away and let me and uncle discuss alone!"

After saying that, the two were entangled again. Wu Shihua was quick and fierce, but this guy was cruel and soft, coming and going. The two looked soft, but only by feeling it can you know the strength.
Chapter completed!