A Boeing 747 aircraft roared away from Nanjing Airport and flew to Iceland. On board the plane were Xue Wensheng and Xue Mo, the father and son who had their acupoints sealed by Ximen Lang, and Xuewei, who was full of worries and frowning.
There was also a touch of sadness on the faces of Xue and his son. They were about to leave the familiar country and go to a strange place. Maybe they would never come back again in their lifetime!
When they were about to get on the plane, Ximen Lang handed Xue Mo a large travel bag, saying it was a gift for their family of three. After getting on the plane, Xue Mo opened the bag and took a look, only to see that there was a pile of stuffed inside.
There was a pile of brand new euros, roughly one million in total.
Xue Mo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he couldn't see what kind of person that young man was. When he was an enemy, he was as ruthless as a devil, but now he was giving generous gifts. With this money, at least they would live without food and clothing in Iceland.
A life of worry. Nowadays, the travel bag is placed in the luggage compartment above the seat next to me.
Xue Wensheng sighed softly and said: "I feel very sad after leaving, but I also feel very relaxed. I no longer have to lie awake every night thinking about how to eliminate others, and I can sleep peacefully."
, after arriving in Iceland, you can go hiking or fishing and enjoy your time to the fullest!”
Xue Mo said: "This may not be the best result. Don't look at the fact that Donghua Gate, which you have worked so hard to manage, was destroyed first. At least our family escaped unscathed. According to my estimation, Xihua Gate and Beihua Gate will definitely be destroyed in the future.
If they follow in our footsteps and are wiped out by the Hua Clan led by Ximen Lang, I'm afraid that Lei Jinghun and Yun Juechen's fate will be much more miserable than ours."
Xue Wensheng nodded in agreement and said: "Yes, in the future Huamen will be the only one in the family and regain its glory in the future. Ximen Lang is the great savior of Huamen. He is really a character. In addition, I have to admire Wu Yonghua's unique vision and mind.
Extraordinary, even though he is not in Huamen, he has discovered such an underworld genius to come out to save Huamen from danger, which is truly remarkable!"
At this time, Donghuamen basically disappeared. Only the fifth hall leader Si Ang led thousands of people to sit in Zhengzhou and became an unorganized force. Naturally, it became the target of Huamen, Xihuamen, and Beihuamen, because
Whoever can win them over will take over the entire Henan Province without any effort.
Tie Meng, Fang Bala, and Lie Yangzi quietly arrived in Zhengzhou at night. At around ten o'clock at night, they sneaked into the headquarters of the former Donghua Gate Fifth Hall. They avoided the patrols and arrived at a six-story building.
In front of the tall building, Tie Meng tapped the windows on the fifth floor with his hands, silently chanting in his mind, "One, two, three..."
When he counted the seventh room, Tie Meng thought to himself: "According to the information provided by the intelligence personnel of the Ximen Hall Master, this room is Siang's office. It's time to deliver the letter." He rounded his arms and put them in his hands.
He threw a pebble the size of his fist and then turned around and ran away.
Fang Bala and Lie Yangzi hurriedly followed him and flew toward the west courtyard wall. They knew in their hearts that many patrolling guards would immediately respond.
After a crisp sound, the stone shattered the glass of the office window and fell indoors.
The leader of the fifth hall, Si'ang, is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is stout and a bit short, and has an unattractive appearance. However, he has good martial arts, especially the Eighteen-way Tiger Claw Boxing, and he is stable and not impetuous at all.
, deeply trusted by Xue Wensheng. However, now that the Donghua Sect is almost destroyed, the entire sect owner and his family have been captured by Ximen Lang and become prisoners, forcing him to consider where to go in the future.
Just when Siang was thinking hard about what to do next, pebbles shattered the glass window and flew in. Some of the glass fragments shone brightly under the light, like bloodthirsty crystals.
Siang waved his right hand, and the strong wind blew by, blowing the glass shards to the side. Although the movement was understated, it showed his unpredictable strength.
The sound of broken glass windows alerted the patrol officers inside the headquarters. A group of people rushed toward the building with shouts. They were well-trained. However, by the time they appeared, Tie Meng and others, who were the instigators of the broken glass windows, had already arrived.
He left. Everyone had to search around, and the headquarters became a mess.
Siang stood up and looked at the spherical object that fell on the floor of the house with vigilant eyes, fearing that it was some kind of secret weapon. After a while, he found nothing unusual, so he walked over and carefully picked up the object.
At first glance, this is just an ordinary stone, but there is an envelope wrapped with tape on it. There is no doubt that this is a letter. The person who sent the letter did not want to reveal his whereabouts, so he dropped the letter in this way.
Siang's highly tense nerves relaxed a little. He held the stone and walked back to his desk. He opened the drawer and took out a pair of small scissors, cut the tape on it, opened the envelope, pulled out the letter paper inside, put down the stone and unfolded the letter paper.
Looking over, the paper is filled with handwriting written by dragons and phoenixes. From these words, you can see the flamboyant character of the person who wrote it.
This is what is written on the letter: "Master Si'ang, I am Ximen Lang. Although we have never met, I have heard of your name for a long time and admire your character very much. Now the Donghua Gate has ceased to exist in name only, and the Hua Gate is
Orthodoxy, I hope that the hall master can abandon the dark side and join the bright side and join the Huamen. Please contact me. My phone number..." There is a string of phone numbers at the bottom.
Siang frowned, sat on a chair, put the letter in his hand on the table, and fell into deep thought. At present, Donghua Sect is the only one left with the fifth hall. This force occupies Henan Province and has become the coveted place of other sects.
Ximen Lang and Beihua Gate tried their best to contact him and wanted him to join. Now Ximen Lang of Hua Gate also wanted him to submit. For a while, he was a little undecided and didn't know where to go.
These three major gangs are currently the most powerful, and Siang doesn't know which of them will truly treat him with sincerity regardless of past grudges, so it's really hard to choose!
After thinking hard for a while, Siang felt that among the three Chinese sects, the first one he should eliminate was the Nanhua sect, because no matter what, it was the other party who destroyed the Donghua sect, leaving them with nothing to rely on in the Fifth Hall.
.Especially Ximen Lang, as the commander-in-chief of Operation Clearing Snow, he directly or indirectly killed many senior leaders and subordinates of Donghua Sect. He is the sworn enemy of Donghua Sect. How can I surrender to him?
At this time, the phone on the desk rang. The sudden sound startled Siang. He raised his head and grabbed the receiver with some irritation, and asked: "Who is this?"