The young master has magical powers

World businessman?

Yan Zizai smiled and said, "It turned out that it was meant by the merchants of the world, but I thought... it was meant by the ghost faction..."

Wu Shouju's complexion changed, and he said again: "Naturally, the ghost faction also means the same thing. The young master grew up as a commoner, so he naturally knows the importance of this businessman to the court. I think if he becomes emperor, the young master will naturally treat the businessman kindly. "

After Yan Zizai heard this, he only looked at Wu Shouju. Wu Shouju didn't look like a businessman at all, but like a scholar. Maybe it would be easier to gain others' trust this way, especially when Wu Shouju said what he swore, which made people feel that he was sincere.

Yan Zizai sighed: "Wu Dangjia's eloquence is good. I don't even have the idea of ​​becoming an emperor. According to Wu Dangjia, I have already planned what I will do after I become emperor. Even I feel... It seems like that. thing."

Wu Shouju coughed and said, "Please rest assured, young master, I will naturally not persecute the young master. What's more, it won't do any good if I persecute him."

Yan Zizai glanced at Wu Shouju. He wasn't afraid of Wu Shouju's persecution, because Wu Shouju's persecution really didn't help.

Yan Zizai casually flipped through the posts and took out one: "Let's meet this person."

Wu Shouju was a little surprised. Yan Zizai is a person who is afraid of trouble, but he didn't expect to take the initiative to meet people. He glanced at the name on the post.

It's just an ordinary businessman who runs a bookstore, maybe because the bookstore gets more news?

"Do you know the blood of the murderer?" Yan Zizai asked suddenly.

Wu Shouju came back to his senses, frowned and thought for a while, and said, "I don't really know, I just heard about this person. He said that he kills without blinking an eye. He not only kills, but also likes to torture people. Another point is that he kills people." The reason for this depends entirely on your mood. I really didn't expect to see Xuehuan's deity today."

Yan Zizai also knew what Wu Shouju was talking about, and he also knew one more thing: "I heard that everyone who has seen him has died, so no one has seen him."

Wu Shouju smiled and said, "We've just met him now..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile froze, and Wu Shouju stood up abruptly: "You... mean, Xuehuan will kill us..." As he spoke, he made a slashing motion on his neck.

Yan Zizai said, "Don't include me there."

Wu Shouju sat down in a daze again, feeling in his heart that he was really unlucky, that he had a ghost pie out of nowhere, and now another murderer came out, really... really hit home.

The reason why Wu Shouju was able to become the head of the Wu family was not only that he was the son of the Wu family, but also because of his eloquence and skill in all aspects. The most important thing was that he was a good judge of people, and the team would definitely not make a mistake!

Now it's not just the affairs of the Jianghu, but also the affairs of the royal family. If these two things are mixed together, they, who are doing business in the world, will naturally be affected...

But, think about it, Jianghu and the royal family, who has these two identities?

Therefore, after Wu Shouju recognized the situation, he hurriedly said to Yan Zizai, "Young Master Yan, please take care of Young Master Yan."

Only Yan Zizai, Yan Wangfu can fight against the ghost faction, and Yan Zizai is the queen's son, Yan Zizai can definitely settle the two sides of the rivers and lakes and the royal family, as for the murderer... Yan Zizai still has a silent magpie...

Yan Zizai said with a smile: "The head of the Wu family bet on me so soon?"

To be a businessman, you must know how to seize the opportunity. Now is the time when Yan Zizai is at his worst. At this time, the pressure of treasure on him is the most effective.

Wu Shouju said: "Young Master Yan is too contemptuous of us businessmen by saying this. Although businessmen value profits and despise separation, we do business not only by profit, but profit cannot last long."

Yan Zizai looked at Wu Shouju with sincere eyes. This person was born suitable for doing business, and he seemed to be very sincere in everything he said, with a simple and honest face.

Yan Zizai only said: "Wu Da is too polite, I can only guarantee that the people around me are fine, other... I don't dare to say too much, after all, I can't protect myself now, in this way, Wu Da It’s really touching that the head of the family still believes in me.”

Yan Zizai also understood what Wu Shouju meant.Now, if Wu Shouju really took the initiative to join forces with him, he would naturally be grateful to Wu Shouju and protect him well.

This Wu Shouju really knows how to do business.

Wu Shouju smiled and said, "Young Master Yan is being polite."

After a pause, he said: "Since I have surrendered to Young Master Yan, I should also give Young Master a great gift."

Yan Zizai waved his hand and said, "Let's forget it, the big gift that Master Hong gave is already amazing enough."

Wu Shouju also laughed: "I was wrong."

He lowered his head and took a sip of his tea, then said solemnly: "It's about blood love, and that's what the owner of a small barn under my hand said."

He is in business, except for killing people and stealing goods, he is involved in everything else, let alone one of the most profitable restaurants.

Yan Zizai raised his eyebrows, already paying attention to it, and asked, "What did you say?"

Wu Shouju said: "As the young master said, everyone who has seen the murderer Xue Huan has been killed, but Xue Huan often does not appear as a murderer. For example, today, if he hadn't taken the initiative to show his hands and feet, others would unknown.

To be honest, the world-famous Qingshui Museum is my property. A year or two ago, I said that I liked a man in white clothes, and I liked to buy boys who were in their early teens. It didn't take long for the boys to die. "

Qingshui Hall is a well-known small hall in Daqi. There are all kinds of boys in it, and the boss treats those boys very well. They are in their early ten years old, according to the rules of Qingshui Hall.

But it is not allowed to come out, but if someone pays a high price, it is inevitable that boys will be willing to follow. In this case, as long as you give enough money, Qingshui Pavilion will not object.

A cold light flashed in Yan Zizai's eyes: "Are you sure this man in white is Xuehuan?"

"I wasn't sure before, but when I think about the Xuehuan I saw today, it's pretty close. This man in white is also holding a broken knife."

That's all right.

In other words, everyone who saw the murderer Xuehuan was dead, so no one knew he was using a broken knife. Everyone only knew that it was a long knife, but today it was confirmed that Xuehuan used a broken knife, so ...

Yan Zizai let out a long breath: "Xuehuan likes men, and he is a little boy in his early ten years old."

Before he knew it, Yan Zizai thought of Que Wusheng when he was in his early ten years. At that time, Que Wusheng helped Xue Huan repair the weapon.

Wu Shouju naturally thought of it, and said cautiously: "Maybe, now he will like a man in his early twenties..."

The murderous look in Yan Zizai's eyes became stronger, and he just snorted coldly: "I'm looking forward to seeing Xuehuan sooner."

Faced with challenges, Yan Zizai prefers to face them head-on.

On the second day, Yan Ziruo was already alive and kicking, and he had long forgotten about his blood fainting yesterday.

Moreover, he already knew that the Red Pavilion he went to yesterday was the Xiaowan Pavilion, and he wished he could go there again today. After all, he didn't observe carefully last time, and he never knew there was such a place.

Yan Ziruo was so fussy that he wanted to demolish Wu's house, but Wu Shouju finally said that Que Wusheng was still in a coma, and Yan Ziruo was taken away by Yan Zizai.

Yan Zizai has already discovered that when Que Wusheng was awake, he was no longer as delicate as before.

But once he rested, he would sleep for a long time. He also asked Que Wusheng, Que Wusheng didn't sleep deeply, but he couldn't wake up.

Can't wake up...it sounds scary.

Yan Ziruo frowned: "It's strange, why is there such a big gap between the sleepy pulse and the waking one!" As he spoke, he switched from his right hand to his left hand, and then his right hand again. He only took the pulse seriously, and then shook his head helplessly.

If Yan Zizai didn't know how much his younger brother weighed, he would have slapped him to death.

Yan Ziruo finally put down Que Wusheng's hand, and then pushed Que Wusheng's eyes away, but took a step back in fright, those eyes stared at him blankly...

Yan Ziruo sighed: "If I guess correctly, Brother Wusheng is actually awake now, but he can't move."

Yan Zizai frowned and said, "The ghost presses the bed?"

Yan Ziruo shook his head and said: "Although it can be understood in this way, it is not true. The poison on this body can easily make people unconscious, no, no, maybe it can make people weak, and in the end it will be stiff and numb, unable to move... and neither Any effort..."

Yan Zizai wished he could beat Yan Ziruo out, since he knew Que Wusheng was awake, why bother to say these things...

Yan Zizai said, "Just tell me what to do?"

Que Wusheng had chills all over before, then his hair turned white, then he had angina pectoris, and now he has no strength, Yan Zizai felt distressed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Yan Ziruo sighed: "It would be fine if there was only this kind of poison. I can help him. However, Brother Wusheng has too much poison on his body. If this medicine cured him, it might also harm him."

Yan Zizai looked at Que Wusheng, feeling worried for the first time.

Yan Zizai sat next to Que Wusheng, hugging Que Wusheng, stroking his long hair, Que Wusheng didn't know how sad he felt when he heard this.

Que silently moved his fingers, then slowly opened his eyes, and said softly: "Zi Zi, it's fine, don't worry."

Yan Zizai smiled: "There will be a way to save you."

Yan Ziruo suddenly asked: "Brother Wusheng, how did you wake up just now?"

Que silently tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "I... I don't know, I just felt comfortable by my side, and then I woke up."

Yan Ziruo clapped his hands after hearing this, and said happily: "Haha, brother, you can be the medicine guide for Wu Sheng's brother."

Yan Zizai only said: "What do you want from me? Blood or flesh?"

Yan Ziruo had thought about exchanging blood before, but now it might be cannibalism, but it doesn't matter, as long as the magpies are silent, it doesn't matter if they cut some flesh.