Black lobby, black stone pillars, black murals, black carpets and decorations.
This is a world with a black theme. Only the lights are white, but this white color makes the atmosphere of the entire lobby deeper and more serious.
In the middle of the lobby, there is a long black table more than ten meters long.
On both sides of the long table, there were men and women sitting in Tang suits or black suits. Some had white hair, some were in their prime, and some had young faces, but each of them had an extremely serious expression, as if they had blended in.
This black world was removed, making the deep and serious atmosphere even stronger.
Everyone's eyes were directed to the end of the long table, where a tall and extraordinary middle-aged man sat.
The middle-aged man just sat so quietly, but he gave the impression that he was like an unattainable towering peak, majestic and domineering.
His fingers slid gently on the table in front of him, his expression seemed a little thoughtful.
If you pay attention to the sliding trajectory of the finger, you can vaguely see that they are complex traditional Chinese characters for "kill", and with each word "kill" written, the murderous intention becomes stronger in the middle-aged man's slightly closed eyes.
After a long time, the middle-aged man's eyes slowly opened.
The strong murderous intent in his eyes instantly filled the entire lobby with a strong and murderous aura.
"The dignity of a king cannot be provoked. Even if our Shura Hall is facing destruction, we are still the unyielding kings."
"From now on, anyone who betrays our Shura Hall will be killed."
"Those who provoke you will be killed."
"Those who cross the line will be killed."
"Kill...kill...kill."
The middle-aged man's voice sounded slowly, but his voice was extremely cold, and every word "kill" was filled with his extremely strong killing intent.
"Yes, Hall Master."
On both sides of the long table, everyone responded almost in unison, with extremely firm voices.
This lobby is called the Black Hall, and it is the highest meeting place of Shura Hall.
The people present were all senior officials of Shura Hall. Here, their momentum was suppressed by the middle-aged people, but when they walked outside, each of them was a prestigious presence.
And that middle-aged man is Xu Shura Xu Tianming, the master of Shura Hall, who holds the title of Shura.
Xu Tianming glanced around, wrote the last word "kill" on the table with his fingers, and said coldly: "The Qinghu Association wants to fight, so let's fight. Our Shura Hall has never backed down since the day it was established, even if it's
So what about the ten major forces in China, I, the Shura Hall, will fight to the end with blood."
"Master, I'm just waiting for your words. Let's fight and let the Black Dragon Society have a good look at the real strength of our Shura Hall. If it dares to attack us, then we will remove it from the throne of the top ten forces in China."
Pull it up and down.”
The speaker was an old man with pale hair and beard. He stood up from the table and his tone was full of heroism.
The old man's name is Rong Zhan, one of the three deputy hall masters of Shura Hall.
As he spoke, streaks of bright red light flashed between Rong Zhan's pale hair and beard, which was extremely strange.
"Master, we shall fight to the bitter end."
In addition, everyone also echoed in unison, and everyone's eyes were filled with extremely strong fighting intent.
But at this moment, a slight cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.
It was very short, the ringing tone barely lasted less than a second, but it attracted everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes were focused on Xu Tianming.
Xu Tianming, who was as calm as a mountain, suddenly trembled at this moment. The fierce murderous intent in his eyes disappeared without a trace almost instantly. He clenched his fists tightly and his expression became extremely excited.
It is forbidden to bring mobile phones into the Black Hall, but there is an exception for one mobile phone.
This is a very special mobile phone. It has never rang once for many years. However, Xu Tianming will take this mobile phone with him wherever he goes and no matter what the situation is, and it will always be turned on.
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At this moment, the cell phone rang.
Although it only rang for less than a second, it had extraordinary meaning in Xu Tianming's heart.
"Mr. Rong, you will preside over the meeting. I will leave first."
Standing up suddenly, Xu Tianming simply confessed to Rongzhan, and then strode out of the dark hall.
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After walking out of the dark hall, Xu Tianming returned directly to his office.
"Xinran..."
Looking at the number on the phone in his hand, Xu Tianming's eyes gradually became a little moist.
Ten years, a full ten years.
Since Xu Xinran stepped aside ten years ago, the phone has never rang again. Xu Tianming clearly remembers Xu Xinran's determined eyes at that time, and the thin and frail figure when he left.
Even though Shura Hall has made brilliant achievements in the past ten years, Xu Tianming has become one of the supreme overlords of the underground forces in Huayun Province.
But in Xu Tianming's heart, his life was a failure.
Because of his mistakes, he lost his most beloved woman, and even his most beloved daughter left him.
He felt extremely guilty that he could not give his most beloved woman a real name.
He felt the same incomparable pain in his heart. Ten years later, he could not get his daughter's forgiveness. In fact, his daughter was unwilling to see him or accept any help from him. He could only secretly pay attention to Xu Xinran in a dark corner.
, but could not walk in front of Xu Xinran.
Others only saw his superficial beauty, but the pain in his heart was unimaginable to others.
If he could resurrect his beloved woman, and if he could get his daughter's forgiveness, Xu Tianming would be willing to give up everything he was doing now, and he would never hesitate in the slightest.
"Xinran, have you forgiven Dad?"
Xu Tianming murmured to himself, and then, with his trembling fingers, he pressed the callback button for the number.
No matter how powerful he is, no matter how powerful he is, at this moment, Xu Tianming was extremely nervous and completely lost his usual composure and calmness.
Because the phone just rang once and then hung up.
Xu Tianming didn't know the real reason. He naturally hoped that his daughter would forgive him, so he dialed this number. However, it was also possible that he dialed the wrong number, or for other reasons.
"Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."
"Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."
And just when Xu Tianming was feeling anxious, an emotionless electronic voice sounded on the phone.
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