The group of people came and returned faster. When the cadres in the sect who were waiting for their news, they knew that this time they had not succeeded.

Xie Wendong sat down, leaned on the table, and scratched his head gently. Dong Xinlei wanted to say something, moved his lips, sighed and swallowed the words back. After a while, Xie Wendong asked: How many days have the old man been trapped? Dong Xinlei replied: It's almost three days. Xie Wendao: Is there enough food in the headquarters? Dong Xinlei thought for a while and said: It's enough for more than 200 people to eat for more than a month. Xie Wendong nodded and narrowed his eyes and said: We want to eat, and the people in the Soul Group are not gods, they also need to eat. Where do their food come from?

Ah...this...Did Dong Xinlei ask a word in one sentence? He really didn't think about this problem and said to himself: Yes! How did the food from the Soul Group get?

Xie Wendong frowned in anger, I asked you, instead you asked me. He shook his sleeves, narrowed his eyes and walked out of the room. Jiang Senduo was smart. When he saw Xie Wendong going out, his eyes swept over him, and his heart moved, and he immediately followed him. Seeing that there was no one around, he asked: Brother Dong, is there anything wrong?

Xie Wendong smiled admiringly and said: Lao Sen, go check the source of the food in the Soul Group. Don’t say anything to me. I know immediately. Jiang Sen nodded and said: Don’t worry, Brother Dong, I understand. Jiang Sen is extremely efficient in doing things. Just after noon, he hurried back to find Xie Wendong. When he pushed the door, he saw him closing his eyes in the room to rest, and he didn’t dare to disturb him. This incident of Hongmen made Xie Wendong worry a lot. Nanjing and T city ran to each other. The iron-killed King Kong couldn’t stand it, not to mention that his injuries were not completely healed. Jiang Sen was about to leave the room, but Xie Wendong, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and asked: Is there any news?

Jiang Sen nodded and caringly said: Brother Dong, please rest for a while, don’t get tired of your body! Xie Wendong turned over and sat up, stretched his waist, and smiled: How could you have such a good life! Tell me, what did you find? Jiang Sen sighed inwardly, and he suspected that the most tired person in the world was probably the young man. On him, there was no difference between day and night. He pondered for a moment and said: Someone gave food to the soul group. Xie Wendong nodded and smiled: It’s his own person in the Hongmen! Jiang Sen took a breath, looked at him in surprise, and asked: Brother Dong, how did you know?

Xie Wendong shook his head and did not answer, and asked: Whose subordinate is it? Jiang Sen said: I have checked it. The man is Lian Tianfeng's confidant. Lian Tianfeng? Xie Wendong narrowed his eyes on his back. After a while, he shook his head and said: Lian Tianfeng is under house arrest, so it cannot be him. Jiang Sen said: I think this way again, Brother Dong, see if someone has bribed Lian Tianfeng's subordinates and asked him to do things for himself. This can not only conceal his identity but also deal with disaster to Lian Tianfeng, which is the best of both worlds.

Well! Xie Wendong nodded, got out of bed and took out the Coke from the refrigerator. After opening it, he saw Jiang Sen wanting to say something but stopping, and said with a smile: If you have anything to say, just say it.

Jiang Sen hesitated a little, took out a photo from his arms and handed it to Xie Wendong. The latter was stunned, took it and looked at it, threw it on the table, and said: What are you doing with the photo of Xiang Wentian?

Jiang Sen said: Brother Dong, do you think Xiang Wentian looks very similar to someone? Xie Wendong frowned and picked up the photo to look carefully. After a long time, he narrowed his eyes and said: Some of them look like Xiang Huishan! That's right! Jiang Sen stepped forward and said: Since Brother Dong asked me to pay attention to this person last time, I have carefully investigated his details. He joined the Hongmen at the age of 20, but few people know about his experience before joining the Hongmen. It is said that he was just a gangster. However, He Cheng, who was caught by Brother Dong, said that Xiang Wentian's father was named Xiang Huichuan, and he also had an older brother who disappeared many years ago. I guess this Xiang Huishan is...

Xie Wendong pondered and shook his head and said: If Xiang Huishanzhen and Xiang Wentian have any relatives, the old man must know.

Jiang Sen said: Now Xiang Wentian is at the peak of his life in the Nanhong Gate, but when he did not become the leader, his father was simply unknown in the Nanhong Gate, and fewer people paid attention to his brother. Not to mention Mr. Jin, even in the Nanhong Gate, few people probably know that Xiang Wentian has such a close relative.

Xie Wendong nodded and said with a smile: Xiang Wentian, Xiang Huishan, haha, interesting. He said: What do you think Xiang Wentian is doing now? Jiang Sen said: He? Now the old man is trapped, there is chaos within the Hongmen, and people are in panic. Brother Dong is also dragged in T City and it is difficult to clone him. How could such a smart person as Xiang Wentian miss this opportunity? Ten** led a large group of people to kill Nanjing. If I was not wrong, he might be on the road now.

Alas! Xie Wendong took a big sip of Coke, and it was a bit like using Coke to bring wine. He sighed and said: It's really internal and external troubles, and he is too weak to clone! Jiang Sen felt ache in his heart and said in a deep voice: I just regret that I am incompetent and cannot share my worries for Brother Dong. Xie Wendong patted his shoulder and smiled and said: With you here, I have saved a lot of trouble.

Xie Wendong was wrong, Jiang Sen was wrong, let alone Xiang Wentian personally led a large group of troops to attack Nanjing, even a little brother did not send another one to Xiao Fang. Xiao Fang was anxious now, like an ant on a hot pan, traveling back and forth in the room. There were only two thousand people under him, and the number of intelligent people was upwards and was on the defensive. It was harder to conquer Nanjing based on his current situation than climbing the sky. Seeing him walking around, Zhang Jufeng was upset and said: Brother Xiao, if you continue like this, my eyes will be almost blind.

Xiao Fang suddenly stopped, his eyes glared at the garden, and looked at Zhang Jufeng. He was startled by the latter and asked: What's wrong? Xiao Fang glared for a long time, and then suddenly said: No, I have to go back to Guangzhou in person. If someone comes out, I will... He swallowed and gritted his teeth and said: I'll go home and hang myself!

Zhang Jufeng nodded and stood up and said: OK, I will go back with you, and I will convince the leader of the sect to send troops. Xiao Fang shook his head and said: It is the same as when one person goes back, let’s go together, what should the brothers below do? If Lingmin attacks, can they be opponents? With you, I will have no worries.

Zhang Jufeng felt it was reasonable, so he held Xiao Fang's hand and said, "Brother Xiao is going quickly this time, and the fighter plane flashed away, but it doesn't wait for anyone!"

Xiao Fang sighed and said: I know! I'm just afraid... Alas! Brother Zhang should be more careful. Even though Lingmin is a female, she is not a good person. Don't be fooled by her. As he said that, he closed his eyes and murmured: Brother Li died too unfairly!

Xiao Fang took a plane back to Guangzhou. Guangzhou's economy is the fastest growing city in China, but the underworld is also rampant, proportional to its economic growth rate. Guangzhou is an immigrant city with a large majority of immigrant population, with a complex identity, and even the working clan is divided into gangs and dispatched. The situation of the underworld can be imagined. Since the Nanhongmen established its headquarters here, the underworld has become much quieter. Xiang Wentian is loyal and fair. If there is any dispute between the underworld, most of them will come to him to resolve it.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when Xiao Fang arrived in Guangzhou. He ran straight to the villa where Wentian lived. As soon as he got into the car, two big men rushed out of secretly and said coldly: What are you doing? Xiao Fang was anxious, glaring at him, and angrily: It's me! Xiao Fang! The two big men came forward to see that it was not Xiao Fang. He was surprised that King Xiao was usually very easy-going, so why did he speak so aggressively today. One person stepped forward and respectfully said: Isn't Brother Xiao in Nanjing? Why are you back?

Xiao Fang didn't have time to talk nonsense with the younger brother below and asked directly: Are Brother Xiang here?

The man said: The head of the sect is here, but... Before the man finished speaking, Xiao Fang pushed him aside and strode into the villa. He was furious and didn't understand why Xiang Wentian didn't send troops. Now that T City is in chaos, Jin Peng is trapped, Xie Wendong can't drag him away. Is the great opportunity just wasted in vain? Li Wangye died in vain?

He walked into the villa hall, and Xiang Wentian was sitting on the sofa watching TV. A beautiful girl rested on his legs and was sleepy. Seeing Xiao Fang rushing in with an angry look on her face, Xiang Wentian still asked with a smile: Xiao Fang, why are you back? Xiang Wentian and Xiao Fang are very close friends in private, regardless of each other. Xiao Fang walked to the sofa, looked at the girl lying on it, and said helplessly: Sister-in-law, I have been on the plane for several hours and I am exhausted.

The girl curled her lips and muttered: I deserve it! Who asked you to come back? Let's come back. If you don't go home to rest, why do you have to disturb others if you are too late?

Xiao Fang rubbed his nose, and there was no reason to talk to the woman. Even if you say something, they might still talk nonsense in their ears. He whispered: Only a villain is hard to raise! What? The girl had very sharp ears, stood up, pinched her waist and said: Say it again! Xiao Fang put his big eyelids down, took off his pants, and sat next to Xiang Wentian. The girl was so angry that she "danced" and finally threw down a sentence that was the most annoying guy in the world! Then she went upstairs and went back to the room. Xiang Wentian laughed up, patted Xiao Fang's shoulder, and said seriously: You don't want me to send more people when you come back, right?

Xiao Fang said: If it weren't for this, could I run back from afar? Wang Ye, his eyes turned red and he choked and said: Wang Ye was hit by Xie Wendong's trick. This revenge must be avenged. Moreover, now is the best time to unify the Hongmen in the north and south. I can't understand why Brother Tian, ​​why don't you move troops?

Xiang Wentian stood up, walked around the sofa, and sighed: Do you think I don’t know that this is a good time? Do you think I don’t want to fulfill my predecessor’s long-cherished wish to unify the north and the south? Do you think I am not sad about Wang Ye’s death? But, do you know who caused chaos in T City now? Xiao Fang was stunned and said: It’s the Soul Group! Xiang Wentian nodded and said: That’s right, it’s the Soul Group, a gang that has emerged from the Japanese right-wing organization, holding up the military and national flag, continuing to promote the slogan of prosperity and prosperity in East Asia, coming to China, and trying to assimilate the next generation and form a new pro-Japanese force. It’s so vicious. Xiao Fang said: Compared with the Soul Group, Xie Wendong is even more vicious.

Xiang Wentian shook his head and said: I don’t send troops, just to make Xie Wendong concentrate on dealing with the soul group. Compared with the harm brought by the soul group, the dispute between the north and the south is insignificant. There are many talents under the Hongwu Sect. Didn’t the ancestors create the Hongmen just to deal with foreign enemies? Now that foreign enemies are in front of us, if I take the opportunity to attack Beihong Sect, it will make the people of the world laugh and make the soul group laugh. The most important thing is that I am sorry for my own conscience. Xiao Fang blinked and said: But the opportunity at this time is really rare. We can first eliminate Beihong Sect, and then concentrate our efforts to deal with the soul group. In this way... Xiang Wentian broke his words and said: Take advantage of the danger of others and do what a small person does. Moreover, the Beihong Sect is dealing with the soul group, so I cannot move troops. As a human being, you must be able to stand up to the heavens and the earth and the earth. I have decided, so I don’t need to say anything more.

But... Xiao Fang didn't give up. What he feared the most was Xie Wendong. Now Xie Wendong was entangled with the soul group. No one in Beihongmen could make him guess that he had the confidence to conquer Nanjing and could fight to T City. Unfortunately, Xiang Wentian didn't give anyone to others. A skillful woman could not cook without rice. Xiang Wentian yawned and said: I'm tired, you go back and rest too. Keep your spirits well. I still have many things to do if you need help!

Xiao Fang was helpless, and he could also be said to be soulless. He didn't know how he walked out of the villa. When the night wind blew, the cold air was biting. He couldn't help but fight a cold war and sighed to the sky: Is God deliberately making fun of people? Since I gave me a hero from the Nanhong Gate, why did a peerless hero appear in the Beihong Gate? Alas! My Hong Gate is dead! As he spoke, Xiao Fang's two lines of tears drifted in the wind, and his black hair was messy with the wind, and the person seemed to have grown a lot aged. The younger brothers on the side were wondering in their hearts, doubting that this person was still the Xiao Fang, the King of Xiao who was usually talking and laughing.

Xie Wendong once said that if you give Xiang Yu a hundred chances, he still can't beat Liu Bang. He is both a person who smiles at the storm, but this is the difference between a hero and a hero.

It is difficult for heroes in the world to emerge, but from ancient times to the present, how many people can be called real heroes?
Chapter completed!