Chapter 702: Affair

(Uh, I was delayed in the evening. I can only update two times today. I owe a chapter tomorrow)

The Third Master finally ended. He had been thinking about unifying Guanzhong Road to become the eighth prince in the north, and the Third Master of the Dragon Prince in the Northeast ended up being a different place where the relatives and relatives were separated. It was a pity that the Third Master had long known that he would not have a good end in his life. He had no children, no worries, no sadness, but many mistresses did not know what they would look like without the protection of the Third Master. These third masters, who were naturally irrelevant to the dead, came alone, brought nothing, and did not bring anything. The only difference was that when they came, they closed their eyes, and when they died, they were unwilling to give up and were unwilling to rest.

Wu Keniu looked at the third master's body and felt a little sad. After following the third master for more than ten years, the third master cultivated him and said he had no feelings. Who believes it? Wu Keniu didn't want to kill the third master. He knew that even if the third master died, he would not be loyal to Uncle De. He had been blinded by the idea of ​​making a comeback and turning the tables. No matter how disparity between the power of himself and Uncle De and his friends would be gambled. As Wu Keniu said to Jia Mingxin, the third master could not afford to bet. This bet on the fate and future of many people. He was forced to helplessly. Then Wu Keniu thought about this trick to force the palace to retreat.

But I didn't expect that the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole was behind it, and there was a **oss hidden behind it. This was something Wu Keniu never expected. The third master died in his own hands, just like the third master of his biological father died in his own hands. Wu Keniu looked at the third master's body for a moment and didn't know what to say.

In the villa of Sanye, not far from Qin Ershi Mausoleum, Qujiang, this single-family villa covers a large area and is of great value. Feng Shui Master said it is a good place. There are many antiques in the villa that Sanye has collected throughout his life. The villa has a large study and the entire set of red sandalwood furniture collected by Sanye. Xi'an is not short of cultural relics. Many cultural relics in it can be called national treasure level. One of the major hobbies of Sanye in his life is collected. In the depths of Shaanxi, a major cultural relics province, Sanye is at ease. Those unearthed private goods have to go through the hands of Sanye. Sanye controls the underground cultural relics trading market in Shaanxi. In the past, this was the huge source of interests of Sanye. It was not until the country cracked down on cultural relics smuggling crimes in recent years that Sanye slowly relaxed here.

In the study, there are many bronze ware and porcelain, and there is also a bronze sword unearthed from Hanling. The third master likes to play a few tricks when he is fine when he is fine. At this moment, the third master is lying on the ground in the study, dressed neatly. Wu Keniu had already hired the embalmer to take care of the third master, holding a copper coin in his mouth. This is the rule of the third master's hometown. It is best to be born into a wealthy family in the next life. The third master often told Wu Keniu in advance what happened after he died. Wu Keniu knew that the third master was afraid of death and had a lot of enemies in his life, so he was afraid that he would be harmed by his enemies, but he never expected to die in the hands of Wu Keniu, who was like his own son.

Wu Keniu covered the body of the third master with high-quality white silk, took a bottle from the bookshelf, and had treasured the peerless Xifeng for thirty years. He opened it, poured a cup on the ground, drank another cup, and was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said, "Master, I'm sorry, Wu Keniu will repay his great kindness in this life."

This wine is to pay tribute to the third master, and also to pay tribute to himself, because the man said that he just died sooner or later. Wu Keniu never thought about running. If he wanted to run away, he would just leave his wife and children behind and run away. Maybe Li Sansheng would not kill his wife and children, but Wu Keniu would not be a gambler, and he could not be such a beast.

It was getting brighter and brighter. Wu Keniu had already drunk all the bottle of Xifeng Old Wine, and was a little crazy. When it was dawn, Wu Keniu called in a confidant and sneered and said, "It was said that the third master was killed by the Marquis of Xifu and was attacked and died. From then on, we have irreconcilable with the people of Xifu."

When the news of the attack and death of the Third Master was killed by the Marquis of the West Mansion, the entire Guanzhong Road was in an uproar again. Even the bigwigs of the political and legal system who had been dealing with the Third Master for a lifetime but had no choice but to do anything about it were all surprised. Everyone pointed at the Marquis of the West Mansion. Everyone seemed to think that the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Mar

The death of the Third Master caused a shock. The hatred of the third master's old ministers who had been with the Third Master and the younger brothers who had been living and dying for life were instantly ignited. Some of them had a mortal grudge with the Marquis of Xifu, but the Third Master died, and the murders of fighting people in Xi'an City doubled in just one day. All policemen in the city were solemn, afraid that something big would happen. At night, there were more patrol cars on the street than before, and there were plainclothes police in some key areas.

There is a floor of the private club of XiHai and Han Wei, which is left separately for the Marquis of Xifu. He hired a well-known designer. The decoration style is simple but luxurious. In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, in front of the Marquis was the red wine carefully selected from the wine cellar. Han Wei, who likes to enjoy a delicate life, has high requirements for his quality of life, especially the red wine. The Han family is not short of money, and with the big tree of Marquis, Han Wei is naturally unscrupulous. There is red wine worth millions in the wine cellar. Han Wei even planned to invest in and build a winery in Ningxia. If the Marquis had not been opposed, it would have been expected that this plan would have been implemented long ago.

The hall downstairs of the club was already full of the big men in Xi'an City. After three powerful generals died, they would naturally transfer some people from other cities in Xi'an City. Xi'an City is the top priority and a symbol of status and status. No matter what, the Marquis will not give up.

The Marquis closed his eyes and thought about what to do next? As expected, the third master died, and Wang Erlangzi's words came true. But what he didn't expect was that Uncle De's heart was really cruel and gave all this problem to himself. He couldn't argue. Now it seems that the death of the three subordinates is also the masterpiece of Uncle De. The Marquis had to admire Uncle De's skills and ambitions. From then on, the people of the Western Palace will and Uncle De's subordinates will never stop. The debt will be paid back in the year of the monkey and the horse and month of the month, and slowly consumed his strength. Once he had the chance, Uncle De would annex himself without hesitation.

The Marquis closed his eyes and thought. Han Wei, who was wearing only yoga practice clothes behind him, stretched out his slender fingers and placed them on the Marquis' head and gently pinched them. Neither high nor low was that the Marquis' head was leaning against Han Wei's breasts, and it was deeply trapped in. The softness was imagined. However, Han Wei's hand was on the Marquis' head, but his eyes were browsing and flirting with Bai Peng opposite him, unscrupulously, and he seduced Bai Peng naked. Bai Peng was not afraid of it. The two of them were just like this, and they were having a lot of fun.

After a few minutes, the Marquis finally opened his eyes, picked up the wine glass, drank the red wine inside, and said in a deep voice, "Bai Peng, let all the brothers go back, and remind them to be more at ease recently and don't make trouble, otherwise if something happens, you will find a way and no one will go to catch them."

Bai Peng couldn't help but say, "Uncle, now the Third Master's people are looking for us. The Third Master's death has nothing to do with us. They are all Uncle De..."

"If you say this, will the Third Master believe it?" The Marquis waved his hand and said, "In a special period, we have to endure it, otherwise the people above will really have to attack us. Who is the happiest person in the end with such a result? Only Uncle De"

Bai Peng replied, "We can find Wang Erlangzi and fight against Uncle De together."

"Is Wang Erlangzi the same group with Uncle De? Is this a situation set up for us? Can you see clearly? Let's wait until the funeral of the Third Master is over," said the Marquis frowned, and his voice couldn't help but grow.

Han Wei watched the Marquis and Bai Peng quarrel with interest. She never cared about these things. As a woman, she had to control her mouth. In Han Wei's eyes, there were not many people in the entire Xi'an city who dared to attack the Marquis unless they didn't want to mess around. The news that the Third Master died surprised her.

Bai Peng was stunned when he heard this. Unexpectedly, his uncle thought much more than his own. He could only nod and said, "I'll make arrangements."

After Bai Peng left dejectedly, Han Wei sat on the marquis' lap without any scruples and said, "Mr. Marquis, what's wrong? Why did the third master's death touch you?"

The Marquis frowned slightly and said, "Some people have too many ambitions. It seems that this Xi'an City is about to change."

Han Wei was too lazy to care about what kind of thing he changed. He touched the Marquis' face with his hand and smiled charmingly, "Mr. Marquis is not angry, I will give you some diarrhea tonight."

The Marquis stretched out his hand and patted Han Wei's butt, signaled him in a deep voice, "Fairy, I don't have time to feed you recently, I'll talk about it when I finish this time."

Han Wei turned his eyes coquettishly and pulled the Marquis's arm to act coquettishly. The Marquis' arms rubbed violently with Han Wei's breasts, and couldn't help but feel a rippling in his heart.

At this time, the Marquis' cell phone rang on the table. Seeing the name on it, the Marquis's face changed. He looked back at Han Wei. Han Wei left with a tactful look. The Marquis picked up the phone, walked a few steps to the window, and then answered the phone.

Han Wei didn't know who called the phone, but it was certain that it was a big man that the Marquis was afraid of, otherwise the Marquis would not be like this. When Bai Peng came up, he saw Han Wei standing in the distance. The Marquis was making a phone call. He smiled and secretly hugged Han Wei from behind, kneading Han Wei's breasts unscrupulously, kissing Han Wei's neck domineeringly. Han Wei moaned unconsciously, but subconsciously said, "Marquis is here, you want to die."

Fortunately, this is a corner, and the Marquis cannot see it at all. Bai Peng also knows this dead corner, so he is so arrogant. If we count by seniority, Han Wei is Bai Peng's aunt.

Bai Peng's hand increased a little, and Han Wei angrily said, "Be gentle, it hurts."

"Let you seduce me every day," Bai Peng snorted coldly.

Han Wei turned around and kissed Bai Peng and said with a smile, "It's because you don't have enough concentration, it's not my business."

Bai Peng smiled lewdly and said, "Then I will eat you."

"Do you dare?" Han Wei said provocatively.

"Dare" Bai Peng replied.

At this time, the Marquis seemed to have finished calling. Han Wei came out first and Bai Peng appeared later. The two of them were nothing unusual. The Marquis glanced at Bai Peng and said, "I'll leave it to you below. I'll go out, there's something wrong."

"Uncle, it's not safe at this time." Bai Peng was secretly happy, but had to care.

The Marquis said disdainfully, "The clown jumps and you can't do anything, don't worry."

Bai Peng nodded with a smile. The Marquis took the clothes that Han Wei had already taken, quickly put them on and went downstairs. When Bai Peng, who was standing by the window, saw that the Marquis' car had left, he chuckled and turned around. When he turned around, he realized that in the room close to him, a woman was ready to take a shower and change clothes.

Bai Peng's eyes were filled with the desires of animals that men had, and he walked over without hesitation...q!~!
Chapter completed!