Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 552: They Almost Died!

Afterwards, both parties continued their discussion, which went on until very late, before finally dispersing.

"Farewell, Your Highness!"

Outside the private room, Pang Wenzheng bowed to Qi Junji to bid him farewell, watching as he departed.

When it was just him and his confidant left, the two exchanged a smile, both smiles carrying a sinister air.

"Qi Yun, despite his wisdom and prowess, produced nothing but a bunch of worthless dogs for sons, easily turned against him with just a few words, hehehe..."

The man beside Pang Wenzheng laughed with a yin zeze sound, causing Pang Wenzheng to frown, "He did have a few remarkable ones, like that Second Prince who was quite promising, but unfortunately died young, and the Fifth Prince, who fell from his horse during the autumn hunt and ended up paralyzed. A great pity!"

"Was it an accident?"

The man suddenly inquired.

Pang Wenzheng squinted his eyes, "I don’t know, the Second Prince died young from smallpox, that can’t be concluded. As for the Fifth Prince... hehe, he was an excellent rider, yet he fell from his horse.

It’s said he was too eager to win, causing the horse to run too fast, and coincidentally stepped in a rabbit hole, the horse was startled and leaped, that’s how the Fifth Prince fell... such a tactic!"

From just one remark, Pang Wenzheng deduced that there had been foul play.

However, this was just idle chit-chat. The past was already behind them, and they needed to look towards the future.

At this time, the man said, "Our people are in place, just waiting for the grand event here, and we can storm into the Imperial Palace, and capture the Emperor of Da Zhou alive!"

"Good!" Pang Wenzheng showed a smile, "Dazhou now suffers from droughts everywhere, the people are in distress, if such a great change occurs in the Imperial Palace, then what does that mean?

Chaos!

Then our people can incite the rebel army to rise everywhere in Dazhou, with fires burning all around, and by that time, the warriors of Da Rong, hehe!"

"Mr. Pang, by now the matter over in Kaiyang should also have a result."

As the man was saying this, a shadow burst in suddenly, looking somewhat panicked, he knelt on one knee, his voice trembling slightly: "Masters, news from Kaiyang, the... the person escaped!"

"What did you say? Say it again?"

Pang Wenzheng, who had been speaking grandly, calm and in control of the world with the man in blue, instantly looked grim. Pang Wenzheng stepped forward, grabbed the informant’s collar, his eyes bloodshot as he roared.

Poor Baoxin, the man was so frightened he almost lost his soul, trembling, "Sir... that person... escaped, Ghost Child couldn’t kill him, and the Black Armored Soldiers sent by Tianquan couldn’t kill him either, they escaped!"

"Bang!"

Pang Wenzheng threw the messenger to the ground angrily, bellowing hysterically, "Why, why did you let them escape again? Huh? Huh? What are you all doing? Useless! Get out, get out!"

If it weren’t for the current urgent need for manpower, he would definitely kill this messenger!

The man in blue nearby remained slightly more level-headed but there was a sinister glint in his eyes as well: "Mr. Pang, our messenger runs faster than theirs, so even if they escape, it will still be a few days before they can arrive, we need to act before that."

Pang Wenzheng quickly calmed himself down, nodding, "Yes, yes, you’re right, regardless of whether they’re alive, we must proceed with our plan, because the arrow is on the string and must be discharged!"

Everything had been meticulously planned, they couldn’t retreat because of these two variables, doing so would be a huge loss.

Last time, due to the failed rebellion of Chen Country remnants, they withdrew once and the losses were immeasurable, they absolutely couldn’t do that this time.

Pang Wenzheng said, "We act at midnight tonight!"

Man in blue, "Good! However, will Qi Junji change his mind at the last moment?"

Pang Wenzheng sneered, his single hand tapping on the desk, "He’s aboard our ship now, thinking about getting off, it’s not that easy. Even if he wants to withdraw, I’ll make sure he has no retreat!"

"Haha, Mr. Pang you are wise. Very well, let us wait and see!"

...

"Brother Qiao, take care, take care!"

"Yes, good, you all be careful too, don’t end up falling into a ditch, haha..."

A few young men walked out of the private room arm in arm, they had a great time drinking today, most were drunk, their poetic inspirations after drinking led to quite a few calligraphic pieces, they took them with each other as they bid farewell.

Qiao Zizhan was slightly tipsy, his steps a bit unsteady as he walked down from the tavern, he squinted and caught a glimpse of a departing figure from the corner of his eye.

That figure seemed familiar?

He rubbed his eyes and looked again.

"Hey, isn’t that Mr. Pang?"

Qiao Zizhan was truly a bit drunk, he yawned and walked home in a daze.

Encountering someone familiar in such a busy city was common, he didn’t pay it much attention, as there were familiar friends nearby, he pointed to a nearby brothel.

"Zishan, since we’ve drank so freely, want to go inside and have some fun?"

Qiao Zizhan glanced over and shook his head, "Drinking and debauchery are fine, but lust... A sword hangs over desires, it’ll suck the life out of you, I’m not going!"

"Hey, a real man aims for the world, what’s wrong with having fun with brothel girls? Can it really drain you? Hahaha, Zishan, you’re so cautious, come on, let’s go, have some fun..."

"No, not going, I’m not going to such places, shall we go to the chess house for a game instead?"

Qiao Zizhan shook his hand, pointing to another chess house on the side.

"Chess is boring, at this moment, one must find a girl..."

Just as he spoke, suddenly!

"Boom!"

An explosion sounded, the brothel next to them burst open in an instant, a ball of flames accompanied by a searing wave exploded in all directions on the street, people screamed, children wailed, and cries for help rang out.

As the hot waves rolled forward, Qiao Zizhan and his two companions were knocked over by the force, smashing towards the side.

This burst shook them sober, Qiao Zizhan quickly looked towards where the blast came from.

At that glance, his whole body trembled, his mind buzzing as if about to explode.

Everywhere was aflame, everywhere were fleeing citizens, some had already fallen in the ruins, a bloody mess.

A child was crying, calling for his mother, yet no matter how he cried, there was no response.

Qiao Zizhan wiped his face, now ash-covered with a sticky feeling, he raised his hand to look, it was all sticky with blood.

He hurriedly checked his injuries, luckily, he only had multiple scrapes and bruises, and his forehead was cut, bleeding heavily.

But at least there was no mortal danger, much better compared to those at the blast center, with amputated limbs and debris.

"Brother... Brother Zizhan, what... what on earth happened?"

The two friends who were with him were also injured, but fortunately not seriously. They looked in horror at the fiercely burning brothel, feeling a lingering fear.

Just now, they had almost... almost died!