Originally, Wang Jiao planned to ask someone to come and help, but Wang Baiwan meant to act low-key.

Wang Jiao couldn't understand the reason anyway, but looking at Wang Baiwan's appearance, there should be a precedent for this kind of operation, so he followed Wang Baiwan's suggestions.

"Jiaozi, Mr. Qian asked us to go up."

"No, Uncle, these two pirates are also taken with you?"

"Yes, Mr. Qian said that Principal Wang is not here, so it is more convenient."

"Call..."

This weird operation made Wang Jiao feel extremely strange.

He thought, why is Mr. Qian considered a state public official? How could he act so arrogantly?

"Walk!"

"What should I do to push me?"

"What's wrong with pushing you? What's wrong with pushing you? I'll push you away again!"

“…”

Wang Baiwan was speechless on the side, and gave Wang Jiao a thumbs up, then said, "Jiaozi, I'll do this old one."

"Can you do it, Uncle?"

"Come on, I used to go out and travel around the world, and I was resistant to carrying loads on the wharf, and I wouldn't breathe when I got on and off the boat for 200 kilograms?"

As he said that, Wang Baiwan threw the old pirate directly on his shoulder and hummed, "How is it?"

"You can slow down, walk the stairs, slower."

"Hurry up, be sir..."

“…”

Wang Jiao was speechless. This guy was so cowardly that he was like a quail just now, but now he was so arrogant that he was like 20,000 or 50,000. However, Wang Jiao couldn't accept it even more, that is, this guy was really the Wang family of Langya.

According to the legend of the 300-year-old Zhenguan River, the Wang family of Langya feels like the Rockefeller family before traveling through time, and belongs to the giant oligarch in the local and industry.

Wang Jiao is not sure what industry the Langya Wang family is involved in, but the Langya Wang family has a great influence in Jiangbei and Shandong. Anyway, this is what the library introduces. Let’s believe it. He can’t go to Jiangbei these days to prove it.

However, Wang Jiao thought about it and said that even if Wang Baiwan was really the Wang family of Langya, he probably wouldn't be a direct lineman of the Wang family. He ran away after killing someone. It doesn't sound very noble.

Song Ai Si stabbed Yan Poxi to death, and ran away. It was understandable that the Chai Daguan man stabbed him to death and ran away. Let’s not talk about right or wrong, this is completely gone...

Looking at Wang Baiwan who was going upstairs, Wang Jiao thought to himself: Such a skilled appearance in hard work should be just an ordinary identity, and probably a branch of the Wang family of Langya.

I took the young pirate upstairs, and there were actually people on duty in the administrative building at night, but because the lights in the Qianbiao office were on, no one came to walk around.

After going upstairs, Wang Jiao took the young pirate in, and saw Old Man Qian holding a gun in one hand and a thing like a pocket book in the other.

"gentlemen."

"Um."

Old Man Qian nodded, and his reading glasses were shining under the kerosene lamp. After flipping through the book in his hand for a while, he closed with a "pop". Old Man Qian turned his head and looked at the young pirate: "Chongqing Wu Jun?"

"snort!"

Bang!

"Sir, please answer if you ask!"

“…”

“…”

“…”

Wang Jiao, who slapped the young pirate, went up and slapped Wang Baiwan, who was standing there, almost sprayed out a sip of tea.

Tonight, he opened his eyes. He felt that this 18-year-old young man was not a good-looking lamp!

Just like the previous method of turning around, turning wrists and raising feet, when recalling it, Wang Baiwan felt that Wang Jiao was planning and then moving, and he was very calm throughout the whole process.

"Okay, OK, Ajiao, don't rush to do it first."

"Yes, sir."

“…”

Wang Baiwan always thinks that Wang Jiao is a young man... something is wrong with him.

Why is this dog-legged look so skillful?

The young pirate who was slapped almost collapsed on the ground. He struggled for a few times before he stood firm against the wall. After standing up straight, his eyes were eager to spit out fire and spit out the king's horn to death.

However, this slap did slap everything out. She was indeed a woman with short hair in her ears and a headscarf slapped away, and the oil paint on her face could not conceal her appearance.

"Now, who has Wang Jian passed the position to the majority of Chengdu Zhongwu Army?"

Qian asked calmly, and then raised his chin, "Old Wang, go and close the door and get the wind outside."

"Yes, Mr. Qian, don't worry, he will definitely not let the idle people get close."

As he said that, Wang Baiwan took the door with him and stood outside the door with a cold lunch box.

"It's your mother's hand, the braised frog is cold..."

Wang Baiwan, who was a little sorry, simply touched a cigarette, then wiped a match, lit the cigarette butt and sucked the clouds and mist.

In the office, Wang Jiao only looked at it and didn't speak. He suddenly felt something. Old Man Qian might have some friendship with these pirates.

The female pirate originally wanted to stop talking, but she heard the old man Qian say indifferently: "My surname is Qian, famous dart. If Wang Jian is still alive, he should have mentioned me."

"You are Qian Sanlang of Shituling?!"

"If there was no one else's nickname, it should be me."

As he said that, Qian Biao sat on the desk, with his hand gun facing the coma of the old pirate beside him, "Answer my question, isn't it Wang Jian, the head of the Chengdu Zhongwu Army now?"

“…”

Seeing that Old Man Qian's eyes were indifferent to life appeared, Wang Jiao was shocked at this time and thought, "This is the big guy's aura."

"No, no, I'm not Uncle Wang anymore."

"Oh? Give up? To whom did you pass it?"

Qian Biao looked a little surprised, "Did you pass it to your elder brother Wang Ren?"

"Brother Zong Ren doesn't want to be the head of the capital, so he goes to Guannan Province alone."

"Wang Ren has not taken over, who is the head of the big capital?"

"Brother Eleven."

"Eleven? Wang Yan?"

Old Man Qian calculated with his fingers, "It's not impossible to take over this year. Emperor Wen is still twenty-eight years old. However, there are nine brothers above who are not convinced. You Chengdu Zhongwu Army must have bitten the dog first."

After hearing Qian Biao's words, the female pirate stared at him with wide eyes and looked at him incredibly. It was obvious that Old Man Qian had a good idea of ​​everything.

The face of Wang Jiao was as normal as usual, and he was extremely shocked: Damn, is this old man so awesome? Can such a force in every corner be as clear as possible?

Suddenly, Wang Jiao suddenly felt that he had found a treasure boy... No, treasure golden thighs!

In the future, if you run away to the central core area of ​​the Emperor Tang Dynasty, you can simply avoid a nest of thunder in advance.

Thinking of the old man's family's power, his elder brother Qian Liu was in charge of the taxable fleet, Wang Jiao was thinking about his courage, he could be a little bigger!

"You call Uncle Wang Jian, and it seems that your identity is not low. What's your name?"

"I……"

The female pirate wanted to speak but stopped, obviously she didn't want to say it. Wang Jiao was thinking that Old Man Qian was so awesome, and she had to curry favor with him.

So he went up and slapped the girl again: "Mom is a dumb person, and I'll just say something when I ask you!"

Bang!

Old Man Qian shook his hand and the pistol made a hole in the floor.

Wang Baiwan, who was smoking outside the door, almost choked out his lungs...
Chapter completed!