A blue veins appeared on Wang Ren's head. His eyes were full of fierceness. He had been a supreme and businessman for decades. Has anyone really forgotten what the Wang family did? But Wang Ren's mind was still rational, and these places were small gains and losses. The more violent the cause, the more it was proved that the other party wanted to send people out to support business everywhere. As long as the foundation was not moved...

Thinking of this, Wang Ren took a breath

"hiss......"

"Changshou, take the 50th guard to guard the Yantian quickly. The salt warehouse will not be allowed, there will be any losses!"

"Yes, father!"

When Wang Ren's extremely cold and hard words, Wang Changshou certainly knew the key. The salt blocks and brines made in the salt field were placed nearby in the salt warehouse built beside the salt field. In recent months, merchants have been selling grain and storing grain, and the amount of salt purchased is not much. So there is a lot of salt stored. In other words, if the salt warehouse is lost, the loss is not a joke.

In fact, Wang Ren was worried that one place was the food on the wharf. But when he heard that the wharf was just a coolie strike. Wang Ren was relieved because he did not rob and did not have a robbery.

Wang Changshou finished all the guards and guarded the yard. He held a spear and left the yard. But as soon as he left the front foot and came out of the main entrance of the yard, there were people coming to report the news at the back door.

"Reporting to the head of the family, poor...the fireworks alley was snatched...the twenty sisters Yao were all snatched away?"

Wang Ren's eyes were wide open, a little incredible. What's the situation? It's okay to grab cloth, wine, grain, and salt. The bandits dare not openly rob women in the city. What's the point of robbing Sister Yao?

"Report to me...report to the official."

"Report to the head of the family..."

No one took Wang Ren's words yet, and another servant rushed outside the main hall.

"Report to the head of the family, the salt field is in trouble..."

"Why cause trouble?"

"Say yes...say yes..."

"explain!......"

"It is said that Manager Liu was sleeping last night. The old fox's wife was caught by the old fox... and a few salt managers said that the supervisor deducted his wages. They all said everything."

"Who is the old fox? Have you grabbed the salt warehouse?"

"Salt warehouse? No?"

"Why....."

Wang Ren was restless in the main hall like an ant on a hot pan, but Wang Huai'en was so angry that he smashed things in the room.

"I made great contributions, and if I don't give me praise, I won't give it up, but what's my business?"

Wang Huaien was angry and muttered a few words over and over again. From time to time, he looked out the window. When he was tired, he sat on the bed and rested for a while, got up and looked out the window.

Suddenly, he found that the two guards who were watching outside the door were not there. Wang Huai'en has never been a child who abides by the rules. Since no one takes care of him, he will naturally escape.

Let’s look at the woman’s interrogation. No one dares to beat or scold her. What’s the point of interrogation!

The young man is not a gentleman, but a man is not a toxic husband. Let you see how the young master is capable of. After pushing the door, Wang Huai'en found that his mouth was blocked by his servants with something. Can a door stop this young master Wang? Wang Huai'en, who was satisfied, quietly climbed out of the window. He left the wall all the way to a abandoned house in the West Cross Courtyard.

The west wing room in the west yard is a small small room. And this is actually the Wang family’s private prison cell, which is closed here. The wing room seems abandoned, but there is no dust in the room.

Wang Huaien walked into the room and pushed open a table in the middle of the big house with familiarity, and a hole was exposed. The wall of the hole was made of blue bricks, and there was an oil lamp burning on it. Under the dim lights, the hole looked brighter than in the room.

After getting off the cave, King Huai'en pulled some mechanism, and the light from the entrance disappeared. After a turn, his eyes suddenly became clear. A wooden table in the middle of a hall of more than ten meters was placed. There were also bright red blood stains on it. There were also various locks and handcuffs on it. There were also criminal detentions with blood stains that could not be called.

When Wang Huai'en came down, someone came up to meet him. The man had a stiff smile on his face and looked flattering.

"Young master is here, but do you have any instructions? Do you want to play with the little girls? I sent a few days ago and I'm hungry..."

"I'm here to do the business, where is the woman I sent yesterday?"

"Ah, ah, in the torture room...but..."

Before the charming guard could finish his words, Wang Huaien rushed to a room in the inner room. It was better to say that it was a hole than a room, and the inside of the dungeon was colder than that of the outdoors.

The two sides of the hall were not solid walls, but a prison wall blocked with logs as thick as arms. His dull eyes looked at the disheveled faces, and Wang Huai'en walked past them.

Most of the people in the compartments were women, and only a few single rooms were men. When they walked to the last two prison cells, there were crying sounds. I guess the ones in the prison should be the new one mentioned by the guard...

"Who am I? It turns out that he is the Taoist priest Quanyi..."

"Donor Wang, I am ordered by the head of the family to treat this girl's injuries here. I don't know...Donor Wang, what's going on here..."

This is called Quanyidao Cheng, who did not give in at all, had a tough look on his face. He did not give Wang Huaien any face. In fact, just now, Wang Huaien's words outside the door were heard by Quanyidao Cheng.
Chapter completed!