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Chapter 168

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    When Xiang Wentian walked out of the ward, it was already two hours later. No one knew what he and Xie Wendong had talked about. After coming out, he seemed to be in a good mood with a full smile on his face. First, Xiang Shou was outside,  The Beihongmen disciples who were on full alert nodded, then waved their hands towards Zhou Ting and said: Let's go.

    After taking two steps in and out, Xiang Wentian stopped, as if thinking of something, he turned around and asked: Where is Xiao Kou?

    Zhou Ting frowned in embarrassment, thought for a long time, then pointed to the top of his head and said with a wry smile: He was basking in the moon above.

    Xiang Wentian is so smart. When he saw the troubled look on his face, he looked around and saw that there were exactly three missing people in the crowd at Beihongmen. He got a rough idea in his mind, oh, he is such an active person.  He sighed and turned back up the stairs.  Zhou Ting and Tian Fangchang looked at each other and shook their heads secretly. It seemed that Lao Lu was going to be in trouble.

    On the rooftop, Sanyan and Lu Kou were jumping up and down. They were fighting happily. Both of them were covered in paint. Sanyan's eye sockets were blue, the corners of his mouth were torn, and his clothes were torn during the fight.  There were several large wounds, but Lu Kou didn't take any advantage. His hair was messy, and the sunglasses he wore all year round were missing. There were two lines of blood flowing under his nose. From a distance, he looked like two strips.  039;Almost the same, his face was bruised and bruised, and there were a few scratches from the three eyes.  At first, the two of them could still keep up their momentum by shouting and yelling while fighting. Later, they had no extra strength and their throats became hoarse. They could only make hoarse whines, and their original moves became  I ended up fighting with you and me.

    When Xiang Wentian went up to the rooftop, the two people were entangled.  I saw Sanyan grabbing Lu Kou's hair and pulling it down desperately, shouting from time to time: "Are you convinced?"  !  Not to be outdone, the latter grabbed the flesh on Sanyan's face with his big hands, twisted it hard, and roared: Do you admit defeat?  !

    When the Hongmen disciples from the north and south who came up with Xiang Wentian saw the miserable appearance of the two of them, they couldn't help but laugh. There was no fighting style of masters here, it was just street gangsters messing around.  Xiang Wentian rolled his eyes, coughed slightly, and said, "Xiao Kou, that's enough."

    Maybe his voice was too soft, maybe the two people in the fight were too involved, but instead of being separated, Sanyan and Lu Kou were in closer contact.

    One person strangled the other person's neck, and the other person clasped the other person's eyes and rolled around on the ground.  Just as Xiang Wentian was about to step forward and separate the two of them, he heard Lu Kou!  A scream startled everyone around him.  Zhou Ting reacted very quickly. He pulled out the sword and took a closer look. It turned out that Sanyan bit Lu Kou hard on the back of his hand when he wasn't paying attention. The pain made him jump up high and kicked Sanyan.  Kai, holding his palms, said angrily: You are a dog!

    Sanyan rolled up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and the old god smiled and said: If you feel that you have suffered a loss, you can also bite me.

    Damn you Lu Kou turned around and was about to rush forward and fight Sanyan again to the death, but his shoulder was held down by someone. He shook his shoulder hard, but the arm seemed to have grown on him and did not move at all.  , his eyes were red from the slap, and he was angry. Without turning his head, he slapped him with his backhand and shouted: Get out of here!

    Where to go?  The man behind him waved his hand casually, easily deflecting Lu Kou's slap, and said in a deep voice: If you want to continue fighting here, I have no objection.  After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked back.  When Lu Kou heard something was wrong, he turned his head and looked. He stuck out his tongue in fright, grinned and secretly complained, glared three times, then hurriedly ran forward and explained: Brother Tian, ??I'm just warming up, and Wendong  I knowLet's compare notes with the experts.

    Xiang Wentian stood still, ignored him, clasped his hands in fists, cupped his hands in front of Sanyan, and said seriously: Brother, I say goodbye to Xiang.

    Sanyan didn't know much about the etiquette of the world, but he had never eaten pork and had seen pigs walking before. He imitated Xiang Wentian and pretended to return the gift. He stood there without moving and just smiled and said: I won't give it away.  see you later.  Xiang Wentian laughed, said nothing, turned around and led everyone down to the rooftop.  After the people from Nanhongmen disappeared, Sanyan sat down on the ground with a plop, shouting feebly: Quick, quick, call the doctor, the wound on my body opened again.

    Xie Wendong’s injuries were serious, but not life-threatening, at least for him.  Within a few days, he was able to sit up and peel apples with a fruit knife. Even the doctors expressed disbelief at his ability to recover.  The injuries of Li Shuang and others were lighter than him. They were all superficial injuries and did not damage the inner abdomen or muscles. They were not seriously injured, but they just needed time to recover.  Now Beihongmen and Wendonghui are all supported by Sanyan and Dongxinlei. Since Nanhongmen led by Xiang Wentian has not launched an attack, it has been calm during this period.  There is a relatively relaxed situation between North and South Hongmen. Some people are happy and some are still hesitant.

    ????It’s over.

    ?? Wuming is still the same as before, cold and not very talkative. The navy blue suit makes him more mature. He deliberately grows a beard and adds a sense of wind and frost to his face.

    He came so fast that even Xie Wendong was startled. The first thing he said was: Wuming, where are you from?

    Wuming looked up and down at Xie Wendong on the hospital bed. There was no expression on his face, but there was still a hint of concern in the corner of his eye, and he said: I'm from Japan.  Are your injuries serious?  so fast!  I thought I would have to wait for you for at least half a month.  Wuming showed a rare smile and said: Don't you know that there is a developed means of transportation now called airplanes!  Ha ha.  Xie Wendong laughed hard, coughed violently, and frowned.  Wuming stepped forward and said with concern: The soul group hurt you seriously.

    hehe.  Xie Wendong smiled bitterly and said: There is a rare opportunity to kill me, how could they show mercy.  What, you even know this?

    Wuming nodded, thought for a while, and said: You came to me for the soul group.  Xie Wendong said: I hope you can help me.  Wuming had already guessed Xie Wendong's intentions in his mind, and remained silent for a while before he said seriously: As long as I can do it, I will try my best.

    What I want is his words.  Xie Wendong smiled and said: I promise, you can definitely do what I said.  Wuming looked at him blankly for a long time, then murmured: It must not be an easy thing to do, otherwise, how could you come to me?  it's actually really easy.  Xie Wendong said solemnly: Please help me send a gift to the headquarters of the Soul Group.

    Japan, Tokyo.  The headquarters of the Soul Group is located in a thirty-story building in the city center. Although there are right-wing elements in the Japanese government, the actions of the Soul Group are still not known to the public. Firstly, they are afraid of damaging the image of the government. Secondly,  Afraid of the condemnation of international public opinion, Soul Group had already prepared a beautiful appearance when it was first established. Through the secret Soul Group, several powerful Japanese consortiums jointly formed a company called Yamaguchi Technology, and Soul Group  The building where the team is located is the Yamaguchi Technology Building, and the members of the Soul Team naturally become employees of Yamaguchi Technology.  With this fair and aboveboard cover, the soul group can operate unimpeded in Japan and other countries, with peace of mind. Even if the Chinese government knows that the soul group members have ulterior motives in their own country, but cannot find conclusive evidence, there is nothing they can do.  Because of this, Xie Wendong was accepted by Dongfang Yi by accident and successfully joined the Political Department.

    Today is Monday, and office workers wearing suits, with numb expressions and hurried steps can be seen everywhere on the bustling streets of Tokyo.  The pace of life in Japan is much faster than that in China. It is rare to see people wandering around in urban streets, even students.

    Yamaguchi Science and Technology Building.  The lobby was deserted and deserted, with few passers-by. It was far different from the situation when the Soul Group was first established, with busy traffic and financial officials.  Even the guards at the gate couldn't cheer up and stood listlessly on both sides.  The desertion of the soul group is inseparable from the failure of the recent external relations operations.  The main scope of activities of the Soul Group is abroad, and China is the top priority. However, there is Xie Wendong, the biggest enemy of the Soul Group in China. Several assassinations failed, but his side suffered heavy losses. Especially the most recent one, the Soul Group spent a lot of money.  A total of more than 200 killers were trained and hired and sent to China. However, Xie Wendong was not killed. Except for a few survivors, all the more than 200 people were killed. This incident also caused the right-wing extremists of the Japanese government to express their disapproval of the Soul Group.  Their performance was extremely disappointing. In addition, the Red Army's hatred of the soul group continued unabated and they continued to harass their overseas branches. Even their Japanese consortiums suffered varying degrees of losses. The directors of several major consortiums  The mayor has put the decision to withdraw financial support for the soul group on the agenda.  Amid internal and external troubles, the top management of the Soul Group was at a loss what to do. As a last resort, they resorted to the old method of replacing the president.

    Today, all the top leaders of the Soul Group are present, intending to elect a new president who is more powerful and eloquent and able to convince the government and the consortium.  I wonder who the new president will be?  The security guard at the door was secretly talking about it.  They are members of the Soul Group and are extremely concerned about the future direction of the Soul Group. If the Soul Group collapses, their jobs will not be saved.

    I think Vice President Watanabe has the most hope.  A security guard with a pancake face and a medium build guessed.

    Several people were expressing their opinions one by one, and a man came in from outside the gate. He was in his twenties, with short stubble, wearing a courier's overalls, and carrying a large package in his hand.  As soon as he entered the lobby, he started to smile, nod his head when meeting people, and was extremely polite.  Smiling faces are always lovable and dispelled the vigilance of these security guards. One of them stepped forward and asked: Are you okay?  The young man smiled and said: Sorry to bother you, I am from Shenchuan Express Company, and I have a package for you here.

    pack?  The security guard looked back at the others and wondered: Someone shouldn't be sending things here. Who sent it?

      The young man shrugged and said with a smile: I don't know about that. I'm just responsible for the delivery. Please sign for it so I can go back and deliver the goods.  As he spoke, he handed the package forward.

    Who should I sign for?  The security guard, monk Zhanger, was confused.  The young man said: It's written on it, please read it.  The security guard took the package suspiciously. There was postal information on it. The address was indeed the Yamaguchi Technology Building, but the specific person was not specified. The signature was an old friend from China.

    ??An old friend from China?  The security guard was moved and said to the young man: "Wait a moment, I'll go ask."  With that said, he picked up the phone and reported to his supervisor.

    I don’t know what he said, but he just nodded. After a short time, he came back, picked up the package, and said to the young man: Wait a moment, I’ll be back soon.  The security guard carried the package, winked at the other security guards, and then got on the elevator.  The security guards understood what he meant and stepped forward to surround the young man. They had nothing to say and chatted about other things.  Young people are always laughing, no matter who they look at, they are all smiling, which makes people feel very comfortable.  After a while, the young man raised his hand and looked at his watch and said to himself: It's almost time.  What's almost done?  Several security guards asked in confusion.  I just want to say goodbye to you.  The young man put his hands in his pockets.

    The security guard smiled and said: Didn’t I tell you just now to leave after a while?  Unfortunately, I don’t want to say goodbye to this world so soon.  No one expected that when the young man took his hand out of his pocket, there would be a gun in his hand. It was black and shiny, with 21 bullets. Without any warning, Browning raised his hand and pointed it at the one closest to him.  One of the security guards was shot in the head.  Bang!  The sound of gunshots and blood flowed. The distance was too close. The security guard could clearly see the black hole of the gun, but it was too late to hide. Two bloody holes were punched out of his head from front to back.  ah……?  The other security guards were shocked. They didn't expect that this young man with a smile on his face would be hiding a weapon, and he would raise his hand to kill without any hesitation. He was obviously a veteran.  At this time, they wanted to draw their guns and fight back, but unfortunately the young people did not give them this opportunity. The trigger of the semi-automatic Browning was pulled, and twenty bullets were fired in succession. Within five seconds, there was no more left in the magazine, and the hall was also filled with gunfire.  Six or seven more bleeding corpses were added.  There was no smile on the young man's face anymore, replaced by boundless coldness, and his eyes were even more chilly. He stepped over the still twitching body, walked to the camera in the corner of the lobby, raised his head, and pulled off his courier work clothes.  button, revealing the white vest underneath, with two large blood-red characters printed in the middle of the vest: Red Army.  Pointing to the red letter on his body, he smiled coldly, turned around and walked out of the building proudly.  {Piaotia Literature www.piaotia.com thanks all book friends for their support. Your support is our greatest motivation}
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