Not long after, a young man in his twenties or seventies came closer following Xie Wendong.
This man is slender, about 1.8 meters tall, tall and thin, with rough facial features.
He is not handsome, but not ugly.
Although he is following Dong Xinlei, and he is only one person, his upper body Still naturally showing a sense of arrogance.
People in Wangyue Pavilion seem to have an innate sense of superiority in front of Hongmen, no matter whether the relationship between them is good or bad.
The young man didn't look sideways, neither looking at the layout of the room nor looking at how many people from Beihongmen were standing around.
He walked up to Xie Wendong calmly, nodded and saluted, and said, "Hello, Xie Wendong."
Xie Wendong doesn't know martial arts, but he can read.
Just looking at the elegant figure of this young man when he walks, you can feel that he is different from ordinary people.
He probably has the same skill as Yuan Tianzhong.
It's a pity that Yuan Tianzhong is not here now, otherwise through him Can figure out the identity of the right person.
He smiled and said: "Hello, friends of Wangyue Pavilion."
"I am ranked third.
My brothers and sisters all like to call me Third Brother.
Mr.
Xie can call me Xiaosan."
The young man said.
"Oh" Xie Wendong responded calmly, waved his hand and said, "Please sit down."
The young man named Mistress was not polite and sat down on the sofa opposite Xie Wendong gracefully.
Then he took out a letter from his pocket, handed it forward, and said, "This is a personal letter from the master of the pavilion to Mr.
Xie."
Xie Wendong did not open it immediately, but put it on the coffee table and asked with a smile: "Do you know what my relationship is with Wangyue Pavilion now?"
Xiao Xiao was stunned for a moment and said, "It should be a hostile relationship," Xie Wendong said, "You know the relationship is hostile, but you still dare to come to my place.
Yesterday, I just killed several people from Wangyue Pavilion."
As he said that, he looked at the other party with a smile.
Xiao San was not surprised.
He seemed to have known about it for a long time.
He smiled and said: "The two armies are fighting.
I am just a young disciple who came to deliver a message.
I think as a person who writes Mr.
Xie, I should not It will embarrass me."
"Haha."
Xie Wendong looked up and smiled and said: "In my concept, there has never been a distinction between big people and small people.
As long as it is my enemy, I have only one way to deal with him, no matter what his identity is."
The mistress shrugged and said: "If Mr.
Xie said that, then I have nothing to do.
My task is to deliver the letter, and now the letter has been delivered.
Mr.
Xie can kill or scratch him as he pleases."
After saying this, he showed no fear.
Instead, he said half-jokingly: "It looks like I've walked into a tiger's mouth."
Xie Wendong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
This young man is quite interesting.
He opened the envelope, took out the letter paper from inside, and opened it to see that the letter was indeed written by the master of Wangyue Pavilion, at least in the tone of the master.
The content was very simple, just a few sentences, and the main purpose was to ask him to return it to Shi Wenjun. and the corpses of several disciples, and said that no matter how bad the relationship between the two parties is, it is tradition to return to the roots.
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After reading it, Xie Wendong closed the letter, looked at the mistress, and asked: "Do you know something about the content of this letter?"
Xiao San nodded and said, "The Pavilion Master should ask Mr.
Xie to return Elder Shi's body to Wangyue Pavilion."
"That's right."
Xie Wendong tapped his fingers on the coffee table and said, "Go back and tell your pavilion master that I have already disposed of the body and left nothing behind."
Frowning, the mistress did not answer immediately, but stared straight at Xie Wendong, with a faint flash of fire.
After a while, he took a deep breath and said quietly: "Elder An Shi is dead.
No matter how deep his grievances were with Mr.
Xie during his lifetime, or how great the conflict between Wangyue Pavilion and Mr. , then everything has nothing to do with him anymore, Mr.
Xie shouldn't vent his anger on dead people, right?"
Xie Wendong smiled and said: "Man, I have already buried it.
I will tell you where it is buried.
Wangyue Pavilion wants a corpse.
Yes, you can come and get it yourself.
But you must also be careful that the person sent here is a living person.
But In the end it was the corpses that came back.”
The mistress nodded, then stood up and said with a deep smile: "Mr.
Xie is threatening us."
Seeing him stand up, Jin Yan and others' nerves tightened, and they all took a step forward.
Xie Wendong smiled and flicked his fingers and said: "This is not a threat, I am just stating the facts.
What Elder Shi did is unforgivable.
If he is dead, this debt will naturally be settled on Wangyue Pavilion.
I can now Let me tell you frankly, from today on, I will kill everyone in Wangyue Pavilion every time I see them, and I will never show mercy.
It's an exception, and it's the only exception.
Before I change my attention, it's best to disappear from my presence immediately and never come back again.
In addition, I also hope that you can truthfully convey my intention of exclusive release to the Lighting Bookstore to your lord.
If you want to kill me, just come here, no matter if it’s a sword or a hidden arrow, I’ll be here waiting for him.”
The mistress clenched her fists, her joints crackling.
After a while, he laughed and said, "Okay, I will definitely convey Mr.
"Not sent" Turning around, the mistress's face suddenly turned livid, her eyes radiated a fierce light, she no longer asked where Xie Wendong buried Shi Wenjun, and strode out of the villa.
Although the relationship between the two parties has become tense, Xie Wendong's tough words still made Dong Xinlei and others secretly shake their heads.
After finishing the rest of breakfast, Xie Wendong took Peng Ling to the suburbs by car.
He first picked up Jin Peng, and then went to the hospital together.
After finding the female doctor, everyone asked her how Jin Rong was doing.
The female doctor is Jin Rong's attending doctor and knows her condition very well.
She said: "Ms.
Jin's condition is relatively stable and she is out of danger, but she still has not regained consciousness."
She led everyone to the ward.
The ward Jin Rong is in is a high-end ward, and its conditions and equipment are among the best.
When they came to the door, the female doctor did not let anyone in and could only visit through the window.
Jin Rong was lying alone on the hospital bed, with her eyes closed and motionless.
She was covered with a white sheet, with an oxygen mask on her face and an infusion tube in her arm.
Her usually pink face was almost invisible under the snow-white sheet.
It is a color that makes people feel sad and sad when looking at it.
Xie Wendong held on to the glass window, stared for a long time, turned around and asked: "When will Rongrong wake up?"
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The female doctor shook her head and said: "I have no way of determining this.
It may be three hours, it may be three days, it may be longer.
This mainly depends on Miss Jin's own will.
If she is unwilling to wake up, then she The duration of the coma will be indefinite."
"What?"
After hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Jin Peng was moved when he heard this, his beard and hair trembled, and he asked in a solemn voice: "Doctor, do you mean that Rongrong will become a vegetative state?"
The female doctor hurriedly waved her hands and said, "Old man, you don't need to be nervous.
I'm just saying that there is such a possibility.
It usually happens very rarely, and the chance will not exceed one in ten thousand."
"oh" After hearing this, everyone let out a sigh of relief.
It turned out that there was a one in ten thousand chance that Jin Rong would not catch up with him by chance.
People comforted themselves in their hearts.
Xie Wendong said sternly: Doctor, you will have to worry a lot during this time.
The female doctor looked at Xie Wendong and said with a smile: "Mr.
Xie, you're welcome.
I will do my best to treat Miss Jin."
In the eyes of the female doctor, Xie Wendong today is different from yesterday.
He is more mature and stable, and speaks politely.
No matter how you look at it, he does not look like the top brother of the Chinese underworld. .
Xie Wendong nodded, then held Jin Peng's arm and comforted him: Old man, Rongrong will be fine, let's go back.
Just one day later, Jin Peng looked much older, and he couldn't bear to see Jin Rong like this, let alone the old man.
Jin Peng understood Xie Wendong's good intentions.
He smiled, shook his head, and whispered: I want to stay a little longer.
Xie Wendong sighed, bit his lip, and said: Okay, old man, I will accompany you.
Jin Peng stayed here for a whole day.
Xie Wendong didn't go anywhere that day.
He stayed with Jin Peng all the time.
Jin Peng didn't leave the hospital until the evening when the hospital started cleaning up the accompanying family members.
After sending someone to take the old man home, Xie Wendong got into the car, leaned back tiredly, raised his head, and sighed.
He didn't know when Jin Rong would wake up.
Although the doctor said that the possibility of not waking up was very small, it didn't mean it didn't exist.
What if Jin Rong never woke up?
What should the old man do?
What should he do?
He felt vague in his heart Yueyue had an ominous premonition that lingered and made him feel confused.
Peng Ling, who was sitting next to him, shook his hand vigorously.
Although she didn't say anything, everything seemed to be in silence.
In the evening, around midnight, Xie Wendong was in a daze in his sleep.
The phone beside his pillow suddenly vibrated.
He lay on the bed for a while before picking up the phone and asked in a hoarse voice: "What?"
thing" The call was from Dong Xinlei.
He sounded nervous and said, "Brother Dong, something happened in Nanjing."
After a moment, Xie Wendong, who was in a daze, finally came to his senses.
He looked at Peng Ling, who was sleeping beside him, and said softly: "Wait a minute."
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After saying that, he quietly got out of bed, walked into the bathroom, closed the door with his backhand, and asked : "What happened" "Brother Dong, the Nanjing branch has been attacked by the Qing Gang on a large scale.
Now the church is in a tight situation.
In addition, Yu Dejiang, who is in charge of the Nanjing branch, was assassinated at home."
Wei Zidan was originally in charge of the Nanjing branch.
Later, Wei Zidan was killed in Shanghai, so he promoted Yu Dejiang, the deputy head of the branch hall, and put him in charge of the Nanjing branch temporarily.
After Xie Wendong heard this, he felt a headache.
The Qing Gang was really good at finding opportunities.
He had just had a falling out with Wangyue Pavilion and was preparing to deal with Wangyue Pavilion with all his strength.
The Qing Gang jumped out to attack, obviously taking advantage of the situation.
What a cockroach that cannot be killed: