Xie Wendong returned to the hall and felt dizzy. He forced a few words to explain to prevent the sudden attack of Nanhongmen. When he returned to his room, he just closed the door and felt that the sky was dark and everything was spinning. He fell on the bed with a stuffy chest, and he vomited bleeding with a "wow" sound, and a large piece of white blanket dyed red. The gunshot wounds he left in Yunnan have not healed. He ran around and had no chance to take good care of his care. But his injuries were hidden in the dark and did not occur. This time after a fierce battle, coupled with the depressed heart, no matter how he pretended it was, he suffered such a big loss when he fought with Xiang Wentian for the first time. He explained all his lives because of a strategy mistake. He was extremely sad. The double fatigue of his body and psychology caused the injuries in his body to suddenly explode. Xie Wendong is not a god of war, he is just an ordinary young man.

The violent coughing in the room attracted the attention of the younger brother outside the door. He looked at each other, with surprise in his eyes. One of them hurriedly knocked on the door and asked, "Brother Dong, what's wrong with you?"

Xie Wendong's consciousness is now a little blurred. Every time he coughs, blood foam flows out of his mouth. He is now unable to speak. Seeing that there is no answer, people outside were worried that Xie Wendong will be in trouble and can't care so much. They knocked open the door and rushed in. When they look in, they are scared. They see a large piece of blood on the bed sheet. Xie Wendong curled up on the bed, his face pale as paper, and blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. Someone suddenly shouted: "There is an assassin! The assassin assassin assassination of Brother Dong!"

Almost everyone in the hall heard this loud shout. Brother Dong was assassinated? Jiang Sen was putting himself in his clothes to change his clothes. When he heard the shout, he carried his pants and rushed out of the door and walked to Xie Wendong's room a few steps. He was fast, but someone was faster than him. Ren Changfeng was naked and holding a knife in his hand, standing in the room and shouting: "Assassin! Where is the assassin?" The man just shouted, "I saw that there was so much blood on the bed, and thought Brother Dong had been assassinated..." Ren Changfeng couldn't help but want to give him a knife, and shouted: "Why are you still standing here? Call an ambulance! Forget it." He picked up Xie Wendong and ran out with great strides. Jiang Sen stepped forward and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with Brother Dong?"

Ren Changfeng shook his head and said anxiously: "I don't know, maybe I was secretly injured in that battle just now!" Xie Wendong tried hard to open his eyes and said in a weak voice: "I'm fine. I can't spread the news of my injury, let alone let Xiang Wentian know." Ren Changfeng felt sad in his heart, nodded deeply, and said: "Don't worry, Brother Dong, I understand!"

Xie Wendong squeezed out a smile, his head sank, and he fainted. When he woke up again, it was already two days later. Xie Wendong slowly opened his eyes, felt comfortable and comfortable, making him unwilling to wake up. It was such a good sleep! He sighed in his heart and looked at him. There was a person sitting beside him, an extremely beautiful woman, a charming and thorny ice rose. Xie Wendong smiled unconsciously and asked, "Why are you?"

The woman was meditating, but suddenly she heard the sound of her speech and her body flapped. When she saw Xie Wendong wake up, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes and said calmly: "Why can't it be me?"

Xie Wendong shook his head, knowing that the argument with her would never be a result, and said, "When did you come to Nanjing?" The woman said calmly: "Yesterday! Yesterday afternoon."

Xie Wendong turned over and started. He was not used to looking up at others' words. He stretched his waist and the joints rattled, and he smiled bitterly: "It seems that I have been sleeping for a long time."

The woman said, "You were already in a coma for a day when I came." Xie Wendong smiled and said, "By the way, I still don't know what your name is?" The woman glanced at him with beautiful eyes and said, "You are very rude." Xie Wendong was stunned, and then thought about it, and changed his words and asked, "May I ask the name of a girl?" The woman saw that he was serious and a smile flashed across her face, but it was too fast. Even Xie Wendong thought that she might have misunderstood. She said, "Qin Shuang." "Qin Shuang?" Xie Wendong nodded and smiled and said, "A good name, it's very compatible with your people." The woman knew that he had misunderstood, but she was lazy to explain and didn't say anything.

Qin Shuang and Xie Wendong are not familiar with each other, but they are definitely not unfamiliar with him. He was injured when he took over the Beihongmen brother. He was treated by Qin Shuang. She was also the "Ice Sister" mentioned by Nie Tianxing. Her sensitive personality is cold enough, but compared with Qin Shuang, she is a bit of a big witch. She seems to be born to challenge human language.

Xie Wendong didn't say anything, and she had nothing to say. The two of them were speechless, staring at each other with big eyes and sitting dry. Xie Wendong hated this atmosphere and sighed secretly. He was such a difficult woman. He asked, "I remember I seemed to vomit blood before fainting?" Qin Shuang said, "Your internal injuries have not healed." Xie Wendong said, "What about now?" Qin Shuang said, "It's a pity that I don't have a elixir." Xie Wendong almost vomited blood again, blinked his eyes, and said helplessly: "When will I be cured?" Qin Shuang said, "Half a year, according to your current life rules."

Xie Wendong sighed lightly and said bitterly, "It's a pity that I don't have a holiday." Qin Shuang said, "So I'm here." Xie Wendong felt warm in his heart and said seriously, "Thank you! I'm so sorry, let you run far away to Nanjing." Qin Shuang smiled rarely and said, "No need to thank me. I am a member of the Hongmen, you are the eldest brother of the Hongmen." Xie Wendong looked stunned and said, "Qin Shuang is a beauty. There is no need to question this. The cold and beautiful flowers are definitely the most beautiful in the world. Her smile can make any man in the world fall in love with him. Xie Wendong couldn't help but sigh, "You smile more, so that you can be kind to yourself and others."

Qin Shuang's face turned red, and the smile on her face disappeared. She stood up and said, "I'll inform others." Regardless of whether Xie Wendong agreed to Yu or not, she quickly walked out of the room.

Xie Wendong shook his head and said to himself: "It's a good thing to be praised by others, why do you have to escape?" Not long after, there were 20 or 30 people outside. Xie Wendong looked up and saw that, besides Dong Xinlei, Jiang Sen, Ren Changfeng and others, there were many cadres coming from T City. What surprised Xie Wendong the most was that Dou Zhantang had also come. This middle-aged fat man in his fifties can be said to be the God of Wealth of Beihongmen, who is in charge of all legitimate business under the sect. He is nominally the chairman of Hongwu Group. The industry under Beihongmen belongs to Hongwu Group, and it is also one of the important sources of the sect's income. Dou Zhantang has been working in the mall for many years, has become a mature man, has empty hair, is experienced, has a flexible mind, and knows how to seize the opportunity. The scale of Hongwu Group today has absolutely something to do with him, which is also the reason why Jin Peng handed over such a big industry to him alone.

Dou Zhantang has disappeared for many years, running around the world. Xie Wendong has only met him once, but he is still very grateful to the old God of Wealth. With him, Beihongmen really saves a lot of trouble in terms of funding. He greeted everyone one by one, and finally his eyes fell on Dou Zhantang and smiled, "Old Dou, why are you so free today?" Dou Zhantang smiled and said, "I am in Yangzhou to discuss business. I heard that the head of the sect is sick and not far from the two places, so I came over to visit. Seeing that you are fine, I finally felt relieved." Xie Wendong said gratefully, "It really made Mr. Dou worry." Dou Zhantang said, "What did the head of the sect say?"

Xie Wendong turned to look at Dong Xinlei and asked, "Has there been any movement in the Nanhongmen in the past two days?" Dong Xinlei shook his head and said, "I don't know what Xiang Wentian is doing. He has been holding his troops all the time, and his hands are stored in the southern suburbs." Liu Bo continued, "For some reason, Hongye has returned to Taiwan, and Hou Xiaoyun has left, leaving less than twenty people. I think there are many things that happened to Taihongmen in ten days." "Oh?" Xie Wendong was stunned, which was beyond his expectations and asked, "Is this news reliable?"

Liu Bo said: "This news was found out by my brothers below. You must not believe it in all, nor do you disbelieve it."

Xie Wendong scratched his head, and he didn't say the same thing. He said, "Old Liu, go and get the news accurate and see if Xiang Wentian deliberately released fake news to make us take it lightly." Liu Bo nodded and said, "As the saying goes, "I don't move, I don't move. If the enemy moves, I will move first. Focus on Xiang Wentian's every move. The accuracy of the information will determine the key to our winning or losing." After hearing this, Liu Bo did not dare to delay, so he took back Xie Wendong and hurried out to inquire about the information.

Xie Wendong made another arrangement, thinking that everything was right, he let out a long breath and closed his eyes to rest. Seeing that he was tired, everyone took his leave one after another. Only Dou Zhantang did not leave immediately, but pulled a chair to the bedside. Xie Wendong opened his eyes and looked at him, and asked, "Old Dou, is there anything wrong?"

Dou Zhantang smiled and said, "Actually, it's not an important thing. I want to open a film and television media in Nanjing or Yangzhou. I wonder what the leader thinks?"

Xie Wendong was stunned and asked, "Film and TV media? What is that?" Dou Zhantang explained, "It's the film company." "Oh!" Xie Wendong nodded. He didn't understand this at all, so how could he make any suggestions? He said, "Old Dou, as long as you think you can make money, do it well, I have no objection." Dou Zhantang smiled and said, "Actually, I plan to open a film company with a purpose." Xie Wendong asked, "What's the purpose?

"Dou Zhantang said, "It is not easy for the leader to defeat Xiang Wentian. There are more than a thousand disciples under the Nanhong Gate. Can we kill them all?" Xie Wendong felt aroused in his heart and looked at Dou Zhantang in surprise. This old man was right. There were at least tens of thousands of authentic people under the Nanhong Gate. In addition, there were probably hundreds of thousands of people. Can they kill all these people? He asked, "What does Mr. Dou mean?"

Dou Zhantang said: "As long as the economic system on which Nanhongmen relies for survival is broken, what will Xiang Wentian use to support many people? Then, he will lose without fighting. Nanhongmen's "Hongying Group" is their financial support. For many years, the competition with our "Hongwu Group" is not fierce, but there are not many areas in the same place on both sides. We mainly operate real estate, import and export, transportation, etc. Nanhongmen is mainly high-tech, media, etc. This time I value film companies, I want to fight a business war with Xiang Wentian on the side, squeeze his media department, and make him lose one of his economic feet."

Xie Wendong lowered his head and pondered for a moment. He knew very little about this industry, but he had never eaten pork or saw pigs running away. He worried, "This idea is very good. It's just that Xiang Wentian has been operating in this area for many years, and we are just starting out. What should we do with him?" Dou Zhantang smiled and said, "As long as the head of the sect is in secret, I have the confidence to defeat Xiang Wentian." Xie Wendong shook his head and said, "I'm fine in secret, but I think Xiang Wentian's film company will inevitably have secret forces to maintain, and it may not be easy to deal with." Dou Zhantang said, "Otherwise, it's called a business war. You are in secret and we fight. We plan things with people, and we succeed in heaven!"

"Planning is for people, and success is for heaven!" Xie Wendong sighed and said, "All God has always been on my side. I don't know who will stand on the side of God when fighting with Xiang Wentian." Dou Zhantang said, "When the two armies meet, the brave will win! The two armies face each other, the wise will win!" Xie Wendong laughed and said, "That's right! Go to his God! Wisdom can defeat heaven."

Dou Zhantang's arrival brought new ideas to Xie Wendong. A war without gunpowder in the shopping mall may determine the final victory or loss of the dispute between the north and the south. Many people say that money is not important. People who say this are poor and the second are very rich. One is jealous and the other is a noble person. In this world, if you don't have money, even if you have the courage of Lu Bu and the talent of Zhuge, you may not be able to move forward. As long as you have money, even the supreme laws can give way to you. Isn't this thing important?! There are countless gangs under the north and south Hongmen, and there is no money. How many of these people can fight

He worked hard to work hard. Xie Wendong understood this, so he valued Dou Zhantang very much. He also tried his best to give him advice. Someone from above was easy to do, and Dou Zhantang said that he had set up a film and television media company. After a few days of his life, the superiors approved it. At the same time, Xie Wendong received accurate information from Liu Bo. Hou Xiaoyun had returned to Taiwan. Even Xiang Wentian went with him, for no other reason. It was just because Chen Qi's 60th birthday was coming, so Hou Xiaoyun said that Xiang Wentian, as an ally of Chen Qi, had no reason not to celebrate his birthday. Moreover, he really had some useful places for Chen Qi now, so he had to go.

Xiang Wentian left, but none of the three heavenly kings dared to leave. As the temporary commander, Xiao Fang was cautious and kept the rules and distance, not seeking merit, but seeking no mistakes. He retracted all his men, guarded several key points, and echoed each other. Even if Xie Wendong came to attack, Xiao Fang was not worried. Later, there was a rumor that Xie Wendong seemed to be sick and was admitted to the hospital. The Beihongmen temporarily had no guards. Zhan Long and the injured Qian Xixi came to Xiao Fang to discuss whether it was

He took the opportunity to send troops, especially Qian Xixi. The knife under his ribs made him unforgettable, and his teeth were so angry that he was itchy. As long as someone mentioned the three words Xie Wendong in front of him, the wolf king would be furious. But Xiao Fang's head was shaking like a wavy drum and said, "Come on, Xie Wendong has many tricks, who doesn't know? He is sick, who believes it?! Needless to say, this must be his trick to lure the enemy. If I am fooled again, then I, Xiao Fang, will write my name in reverse."

Xiao Fang has been bold and meticulous all his life and dared to win in the show. But when he met Xie Wendong, he became cautious unconsciously and missed the best fighter. This may be the truth that one thing defeats another! {Piaotian Wenxue Thanks to all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}
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