Jiang Sen walked over, looked at the direction where the man disappeared, and sighed, "What a weird person." Xie Wendong smiled and said, "Lao Sen, you have been here for a long time?" Jiang Sen said, "I arrived when the man appeared." Xie Wendong sighed, picked up the broken knife on the ground, looked at the gun in Jiang Sen's hand, but unfortunately, "So, I didn't cover this gun?"

Jiang Sen smiled embarrassedly and said tactfully, "Shooting skills have never been Dong Ge's strength." Gao Qiang suddenly asked, "Lao Sen, you are the most informed. Who is the person just now?" Jiang Sen shook his head and said, "I have never seen this person before he appeared, nor have I heard of such a person, otherwise, I would not have no impression." This is the truth. With the appearance of that person, it was hard to forget that look after meeting him for several years. Gao Qiang murmured, "What is his origin?" Xie Wendong said with his face upwards: "It's just three possibilities, one is the Nanhong Gate, and the soul group. In the end, it may be related to the people who assassinated me by the river."

"Oh?" Gao Qiang's eyes lit up and he said, "Then we should really keep him." Xie Wendong smiled and said, "It's a pity that man's strength is the only one I have seen in my life. Although I had a gun in my hand just now, his knife was only half of it. But his eyes told me that he could do what he said."

Gao Qiang was competitive and said unconvincedly: "I don't believe that his speed can be faster than a gun." Jiang Sen sighed, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and said: "The knife he stabbed just now was as fast as a bullet. In an instant, the knife reached Qiangzi's throat. I think this may have exceeded the limit of human beings." Xie Wendong said: "But you still interrupted his knife."

Jiang Sen smiled bitterly and said, "That was just a subconscious instinct that had been developed by playing guns for many years. If Qiangzi had switched positions at that time, not as a bystander but facing him, I might have been lying down long ago."

Xie Wendong put away his gun, shook his collar, and said, "No matter who he is, how powerful he is, it's better not to mess with me." After that, he waved his hand and said, "Get into the car."

"Where is Peng Ling?" Gao Qiang asked. "She is asleep." Sitting in the car, Xie Wendong asked, "Lao Sen, have you found out the address of Wuming?" Jiang Sen nodded and smiled, saying, "Well, they are five people, four men and one woman, live on the eighth floor of the 'Singapore Hotel'." "Okay!" Xie Wendong nodded. He looked at his watch and calculated the date. It had been more than half a month since he returned to City H. The battle between the north and the south has reached a height. It is time to go back. Some things will be resolved sooner or later. He said calmly: "In a few days, I plan to go to Nanjing."

Jiang Sen was shocked, and did not react at all, but just continued: "Okay, Brother Dong, then I have to prepare well in these three days."

Gao Qiang raised his lips and didn't say anything. No need to ask, he would definitely go with Brother Dong this time. Jiang Sen talked to him a lot after returning from the battle between the north and the south. Every time he talked about it, he described it vividly and danced. Now when he thought that he could participate, he suddenly became excited. It's a pity that there has never been a similar battle between the north and the south.

Now, under the leadership of Dongxinlei, Beihongmen has advanced straight in. The main cadres of Nanhongmen have temporarily appeared in a vacuum with Xiao Fang's defeat. No one dared to fight against the arrogant Dongxinlei and retreated one after another. Beihongmen pushed the front line of both sides to the economic hinterland of Nanhongmen - **.** is not as good as other cities. It is the forefront of mainland China. Its planning and management can be comparable to the capital Beijing. Here, if you want to reappear more than a thousand people in the fight, you may be directly encircled by the military. Xie Wendong is brave, but he is by no means stupid. This is the case with Xiang Wentian. Only here are the two who truly launched a battle of wits and power.

The next day, when Xie Wendong got up, he called Peng Ling first and asked her how she slept last night. Peng Ling seemed to have not completely calmed down, and only replied: "Without you, I feel that the bed is no longer so crowded."

After hearing this, Xie Wendong shook his head and smiled bitterly while drinking milk. The three eyes of him who were eating together stretched out their ears. After hearing this, he smiled and said, "Woman. When you ignore her, she will take the initiative to look for you. I hope you will get close to her. When you get close to her, you will be thrown aside soon, when you don't exist."

Li Shuang almost tilted the corner of her mouth to her ears and said in a muffled voice: "Don't speak so profoundly. Do you know women very well?" Sanyan smiled and said, "At least, know better than you. By the way, Xiao Shuang, are you still a virgin?" "You damn guy!" Li Shuang was told about the pain, her face flushed red, and she held up a fried dough stick to fight Sanyan. He waved his arm and flicked the fried dough stick in front of Gao Qiang. How high was the latter's brow frowned, and said dissatisfied: "What are you doing? Are you still not letting people eat?" Xie Wendong looked at these three "living treasures" and laughed up on his back.

At this time, my younger brother sent a newspaper today, and the two big words on the front page were particularly eye-catching. He patted his forehead and smiled, saying, "It's the end of the year, and it's time for the crackdown again."

"Chi!" Sanyan sneered and said, "The crackdown is severe every year, but the crackdown is not severe every year." This was heard by Ren Changfeng, who had just woken up and went downstairs to "find food". He rubbed his eyes and saw everyone was there, he smiled and said, "The crackdown is a small character with no backing!" As he said that, he uninvited to move a chair to the dining table.

Sanyan looked at him and asked, "Where are you?" Since Ren Changfeng almost fought with Sanyan as soon as he arrived in H City, the latter did not have a good first impression of him. He felt that he was too arrogant and did not take anyone seriously. Sanyan is definitely a king-level figure in H City. No matter how black and white, no matter who sees him, he is not polite. Two equally proud people come together, something will always happen. Ren Changfeng proudly said, "Beijing."

"Beijing?" Sanyan laughed and said, "A good place, the capital!" Nonsense! Ren Changfeng glanced at him. If Xie Wendong hadn't been there, he would have decided a few words. Sanyan said, "But I want to ask, are people in Beijing as rude as you, and are scaryly thick-skinned?!" When Jiang Sen heard this, he quickly turned his head, and the milk that had just been drunk and swallowed was sprayed out. With Ren Changfeng's temper, he could guess with his toes.

Sure enough, Ren Changfeng slapped the table with a slap, and the dishes and chopsticks on the table were shaken up very high. He pointed at Sanyan's nose and was about to curse, but when he turned to see Xie Wendong, he suppressed his anger and secretly warned himself in his heart to not lose his composure in front of Brother Dong. Forget it, I'll endure it. He took a long breath and finally said coldly: "A second-rate character who has never seen the world."

His words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the two iron brothers of Sanyan. Li Shuang and Gao Qiang both frowned and clenched their fists. With a light click, the chopsticks in Li Shuang's hand broke, and his small eyes were squirting flames, looking at Ren Changfeng. Usually, Sanyan, Li Shuang and Gao Qiang kept arguing, especially Zhang Gao and others, who were happy to bully Li Shuang, but when they were really tit-for-tat, the three of them were definitely hugged. Although Ren Changfeng was also a subordinate of Xie Wendong, he belonged to the other end of the Beihongmen after all, He Wen

Donghui has nothing to do with it. If it weren't for the person Xie Wendong brought, these three would have beaten Ren Changfeng's proud face into a watermelon shape. Jiang Sen worked with him for a long time and knew that he had this temper. He was actually a good person. Seeing that something was wrong, he hurriedly pulled the corner of his clothes secretly and shook his head repeatedly. Ren Changfeng was angry, without any appreciation, shook his clothes and said dissatisfied: "What are you pulling me? What I said is the truth." This guy! Alas! Jiang Sen sighed helplessly, and was helpless to him.

His words undoubtedly made the worse. Even Gao Qiang, who had always been silent, could not help it. Not to mention Li Shuang, who was in a furious temper, didn't care who was present, Teng stood up, kicked off the chair, pointed at Ren Changfeng and said angrily: "If you don't accept it, come out!" After that, he walked out of the house. Ren Changfeng looked at him contemptuously, and without saying a word, stood up and followed him out. Before leaving the door, he threw a sentence at Sanyan and almost made his nose slander. "You, I haven't taken it seriously yet. I'm afraid that your brother will suffer losses. You can also go with me, and I will accept it all." "Damn!" Sanyan gritted his teeth and said to Xie Wendong: "Brother Dong, who is this person you brought? Did he have a face? I'm so angry!"

Xie Wendong's contradiction between Sanyan and Ren Changfeng was strictly a repulsive between Wendonghui and Beihongmen. He pretended not to see it, and he was still slowly eating breakfast with a bite of fried dough sticks and milk. He just said calmly: "He is a proud person, but he does have his proud capital. I really appreciate him."

"Hehe!" Three-eyed strange laughed, twisted his neck, and made a rattle of sound, saying, "Brother Dong, it seems that I really have to compete with him. In my impression, there are not many people who can be praised by Brother Dong." Xie Wendong raised his eyes for a long time, and after a while, he said seriously: "Not many."

Ren Changfeng and Li Shuang walked out of the villa. The former pulled a cloth belt from somewhere and pulled it with his hands. It felt quite solid. He unbuttoned the buckle, shook off the coat, pulled out the knife he carried with him from his waist, and wrapped the cloth belt around the knife and hummed: "Boy, don't beat you up all over the floor and called me to mom!"

Ren Changfeng sneered, took out the Tang sword, stood on the nail, and said proudly: "Let the horse come over." Li Shuang had never seen Tang sword before, and was a little curious. He looked carefully. The knife was about three feet long, two fingers thick, and the blade was straight, but the front end was slightly curved, and the whole body was black and dull. The first feeling was that it was a Japanese Japanese sword, and he sneered: "Chinese people use Japanese guys, and you don't look like you at first?" "Farmer!" Ren Changfeng snorted with his nose, looking down on him from the bottom of his heart, and cherishing the sheathed blade body, too lazy to talk nonsense, and said: "Tell you, this is called Tang sword, but it's useless to tell you. You may not even hear the name Tang sword."

Li Shuang's face turned red, and Ren Changfeng said it right. He really had never heard of it, but he would pretend to understand if he didn't understand. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Why don't you know? Isn't the Tang sword the sword from the Tang Dynasty? You dare to scare people by taking a broken antique?" Ren Changfeng vomited blood.

The three eyes and one hand that came out to help his forehead was so embarrassing! He shouted to Li Shuang: "Where is that nonsense? If you don't fight, just roll away."

Li Shuang stopped talking, moved his muscles and bones, opened his posture, and prepared to take action. He looked very strange, leaned forward with his upper body, and his knife and arm in a straight line behind his back, leaning his head, as if we welcome the other party to chop his head. This posture was extremely ridiculous for Ren Changfeng who had been systematically trained, but for Li Shuang, this was the most comfortable and most suitable position for him to take action. Seeing this posture, the younger brothers in the yard didn't understand what was going on, so they surrounded him. Sanyan was afraid of causing misunderstandings, so they shouted: "It's okay, it's just a normal exchange." "Oh!" Everyone nodded in understanding, but none of them left, and there was a tendency to gather more and more.

At this time, Li Shuang suddenly moved, and with a loud shout, he poked his head toward Ren Changfeng. His two short legs were as fast as flying, and his speed was as fast as a running rhino. When his head was approaching Ren Changfeng, he swung his arm behind him and slashed it with one knife. Although the blade was wrapped with a cloth belt, the knife borrowed the force of the person and the strength of the arm, and it still made a sharp and sharp cry when it fell. Ren Changfeng was as stable as Mount Tai, and he did not dodge or dodge. He also wanted to try how strong Li Shuang's arm was. He shouted loudly: "Okay!" He raised the knife to meet it. "Bang!" With a muffled sound, the two of them were about to part with one touch. Ren Changfeng took three steps to stabilize his body, shaking repeatedly, and from the tiger's mouth to his shoulder, a numbness. Li Shuang took a step back, his palms were numb, and the tiger's mouth was about to burst. The two shouted almost at the same time: Not bad!

Three eyes looked at each other clearly and nodded secretly. It seemed that Ren Changfeng was indeed an ordinary person. Although he took two steps back than Li Shuang, he was on the defensive side and took on the spot, which suffered a lot of losses than Li Shuang who used the momentum. In fact, the two should be considered a draw in this round.

"It's my turn!" With a collision, Ren Changfeng didn't dare to underestimate Li Shuang anymore, and put away his carelessness, but his fighting spirit was aroused. He laughed, jumped up, and stabbed Li Shuang in the forehead with a knife. This knife was his most common move, and it was also tentative, fast and tricky, and had a variety of angles. It can be transformed into a stab and a scratch, and it can also be turned into a downward chop.

Li Shuang's moves were mostly found in the fight, and there was no formality, with the purpose of using the greatest force to hit the opponent's most vulnerable place in a relatively short period of time. Seeing Ren Changfeng coming strangely, he smiled and took a small step back, slightly avoiding the opponent's knife tip, and then, from left to right, he cut a horizontal knife.

Ren Changfeng smiled admiringly. It seemed that this little fat man was much smarter and much more powerful than he thought. When someone fell into the air, Li Shuang attacked with a knife, and had no choice but to put the knife to save himself. Even if there were thousands of moves behind him, he could not use it. "Bang!" The two swords were connected, and another muffled sound, Ren Changfeng's body was shocked and flew out slanted.
Chapter completed!