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Chapter 170

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    The Japanese government made a fuss and pointed its finger at Xie Wendong, but the impact it had was beyond Xie Wendong's expectation.  Major domestic news media paid close attention to this matter, especially the protagonist Xie Wendong, who rushed to report on it.  The power of the media cannot be underestimated. Sometimes it even exceeds that of the national government’s intelligence agency. I don’t know how much effort they put into it, but they actually revealed all of Xie Wendong’s past. Although Xie Wendong has always been low-key in his work, especially when he was admitted to the hospital and bombed the flying soul team.  This was even more the case after the headquarters. He lived in seclusion, but reporters still took the opportunity to publish photos of Xie Wendong obtained from unknown sources in newspapers.  One stone struck a thousand waves, and for a time, Xie Wendong became the most popular figure. People wanted to know what kind of person this person who was maliciously accused by the entire Japanese government was and what he looked like.  .

    Even a smart and cunning person like Xie Wendong can’t help but feel a headache at this time.  In just a few months, his identity was exposed to the public, and his every move attracted much attention. The most frightening thing is that some media have revealed his identity as a gangster and a Hongmen boss. People are suspicious of this student-looking man.  Young people are becoming more and more curious. Countless people gather around the hospital door every day to see his true face. Some young people admire his deeds so much that they almost regard him as an idol. They sit in a long line in front of the hospital door.  , to support Xie Wendong and protest against the Japanese government’s unwarranted provocations and unreasonable accusations.

    Xie Wendong’s injuries are no longer serious and he does not need to stay in the hospital. However, he is as big as one person and two in size. Facing the media and people who flocked to him from all over the country, he has no place to hide.  well!  Xie Wendong was wandering around the room. He accidentally caught sight of the crowd of people outside the window and couldn't help but look up and let out a long sigh.

    He was not the only one in the room, there were also Sanyan, Dong Xinlei, Jiang Sen who had almost recovered from his injuries, Ren Changfeng, Gao Qiang and others.  Seeing that Brother Dong was helpless, Sanyan scratched his hair and said half-jokingly: Brother Dong used to be a star in the underworld, but now he has become a star in China and even the world. He should be happy!

    Xie Wendong was not in the mood to joke at this time. He narrowed his eyes and said: Brother Zhang, this joke is not funny at all.  After a pause, he said helplessly: If I had known it would lead to today's situation, I would have endured the soul group for a while. Unfortunately, there are all kinds of medicine in this world, but there is no regret medicine.  The most urgent thing is, I hope you, Brother Zhang, can go back to J City.  oh?  Three eyes were stunned and he said: Go back to J City?  Why?  How can I leave this situation now?  You have to go back.  Xie Wendong said sternly: TV, newspapers, overwhelming reports, I think my parents must already know my current identity, and, the most terrible thing is, my enemies also know where my family is, and they can only rely on blood to kill  The protection of those brothers is not enough. I hope Brother Zhang will go home and send my parents abroad to pass the black belt, no matter where they go.

    ah!  Everyone nodded, finally understanding what he meant, and secretly said that it made sense.  After hearing this, Sanyan nodded slightly in understanding and said: So that's it, okay, no problem, I'll leave early tomorrow morning.  Xie Wendong said firmly: It's not appropriate. One more second of delay will increase the risk. Let's leave now.

    "Three Eyes" can understand Xie Wendong's current mood. The relationship between them is not only a subordinate relationship, but also friends and brothers.  He grunted, turned around and walked out without saying another word.  Xie Wendong waved his hand to stop him again, and said: Bring all the brothers' family members with you, and take as many as you can send away. I'm afraid His eyes dimmed, he turned to look out the window, and did not say any more.  With three puzzled eyes, he asked suspiciously: Brother Dong, are you worried about something?

    ????

    ah!  No one had thought of this. Seeing the constant media reports, they all just thought it was fun, and the feeling of being published in newspapers was also very good, but they didn't think as much as Xie Wendong.  yes!  Now that the whole country is anti-mafia, and their gang identity has been exposed by the media, and it is a national media, how can such a famous gang organization country ignore its existence? Even if it wants to ignore it, it will not under the pressure of public opinion.  Become impossible to ignore.

    Sanyan finally realized the seriousness of the problem, and finally understood why Brother Dong, who had always been scheming, was sighing and sighing, and his face was full of worry.  He looked at everyone in embarrassment, wondering what changes would happen during his absence. Hopefully, it wouldn't be a farewell, right?  !  I don’t know why I suddenly thought of the word farewell. I shook my head, trying to get the word out of my mind. I nodded deeply and said: Brothers, please take care of yourself.

    Jiang Sen stepped forward and said with a smile: "Don't sound so sad. There is nothing to be afraid of. We have encountered strong winds and waves before."

    hey-hey.  Gao Qiang's arm was still wrapped with a bandage. He sneered: "I can't survive anymore. The worst I can do is leave. The world is so big, there is always room for us."land.

    Walk?  It’s not that easy!  He looked at Xie Wendong three times, said nothing, turned around and walked out of the ward, and at the same time asked his subordinates to book a flight to Beijing.

    "Three Eyes returned to J City in a hurry. Xie Wendong couldn't stay in the hospital any longer. He still had one unsolved problem.

    The back entrance of the hospital.  Several young guys were gathering at the door, talking to each other, and they were all excited and excited.  do you know?  Xie Wendong is the boss of the Northeastern underworld. I heard that he has a grudge against the Japanese. All his ancestors died at the hands of the Japanese. Maybe he was the one who blew up the Yamaguchi Building in Japan.  One of the young men with slender eyebrows spoke eloquently, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and spoke eloquently.  A young man with blond hair next to him said: It doesn’t matter if it was Xie Wendong who blew up, he deserves it!  He blew up all the Japanese and became a national hero.  yes!  Little Japan deserves to die.  Xie Wendong is only in his twenties, but he has become the boss of the underworld, and he even dares to go to Japan. I really want to hang out with him!  Hold!  Forget it, with your physique, how can they accept you?  !  I'm pretty much there.

    Several people were expressing their opinions angrily, and a group of people walked out of the back door.  He was no less than 20 or 30 years old. All of them were wearing black suits and sunglasses and walked out quickly.  quack!  At the same time, a row of cars drove up the street and stopped in front of the back door. The car doors opened together, and a person stood out of each car, both wearing black suits. They collectively bent towards the crowd coming out.  Waist salute.  The scene was quiet, with no one speaking in such a large group of people. At this time, a medium-thin young man walked out of the crowd. His hair was slightly longer, and his bangs blocked his eyebrows. Although he wore sunglasses, the dark lenses could not be covered.  His sharp, knife-like eyes swept left and right, as if they were real, making people unable to help but lower their heads and avoid him.  He nodded slightly and got into the car first, followed by others filing in.

    Several young people had only seen this formation in TV novels, and were a little stunned for a while, staring at it with their mouths open.  When the group of people who came out of the back door got into the car and the car drove far away, the young man with squinty eyebrows jumped to his feet and exclaimed: Xie Wendong, that group is Xie Wendong.  Perhaps too excited, the young man was a little incoherent.  Really?  Is it really Xie Wendong?  which one?  The yellow-haired young man asked nervously.  There is absolutely no mistake, it must be Xie Wendong, that is him.

    The young man was right, the person who came out was indeed Xie Wendong.  Sitting in the car, Liu Bo's cell phone kept ringing, and messages came one after another.  Brother Dong, there are five cars following us.  Brother Dong, I am sure that three of the cars belong to reporters.  Brother DongLiu Bo fed back the news from the dark group to Xie Wendong from time to time.  He closed his eyes and concentrated, without looking back, but said coldly: Get rid of them, I want to see Xiang Wentian.

    Jiang Sen drove the car himself. He was a scout. Tracking and counter-tracking were his specialties. It was easy to get rid of a few reporters. He turned the steering wheel and turned the car into a small street beside the main road. Several beautiful  After turning, the tail behind him was thrown away and disappeared.  Dong Xinlei called Tong Wentian and explained his intention concisely, and the latter readily agreed.  Maybe Xiang Wentian is really tired of the endless fighting between the North and South Hongmen. There is no hatred that cannot be solved in the world, it just depends on whether you want to solve it.  Xie Wendong is not tired and appreciates the other person's integrity. However, if conditions permit, he still hopes to continue fighting with Xiang Wentian and decide whether he wins or loses. He is still passionate and fascinated by the process of fighting for hegemony. Unfortunately, the external environment no longer allows it.  When he does this, under the gaze of many media and public eyes, he needs to be extremely careful in every move he makes. Not to mention organizing a large-scale fight with Nanhongmen, even maintaining the status quo is extremely difficult.

    The place where Xiang Wentian and Xie Wendong met was in a relatively secluded bar.  There were not many customers, and the bar was filled with lazy jazz music. The melody was soothing, melodious, but very beautiful.  No one would have thought that the smiling and chatting young men sitting in the corner of the Honma Bar would be the two most popular top figures in the underworld today.

    Xiang Wentian picked up the wine glass, signaled to Xie Wendong, and said: Brother Xie's injury is not fully healed yet, so you can drink tea instead of wine.  He and Xie Wendong talked a lot, but they never got to the main topic, and he never asked the other party why he asked him out. Anyway, Xie Wendong must have something to ask him out, and he would definitely talk about it if he asked him.

    Xie Wendong poured himself a glass of wine, shook his head and smiled: "It's so pretentious to replace wine with tea, it's better not to drink it."  Dry.

    The two drank it all in one go.  Xie Wendong lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said softly: I think it is meaningless to continue fighting between the north and the south. Brother Xiang, what do you think?

    Xiang Wentian shook his head and said: It is really meaningless to increase casualties and bleed hands and feet.  In fact, Xie Wendong was not willing to end it like this, but he really had no way out. He smiled bitterly and said: After fighting with Brother Xiang for so long, in the end, I lost.  Why do you say that?  Xiang Wentian shook his head and said with a smile: Thank you, brotherMy brother has always had the advantage.

    Xie Wendong said quietly: If Brother Xiang's character is not so upright, I may not be able to take advantage.  This is Xie Wendong's innermost thoughts. If there is anyone else who can convince him, Xiang Wentian is definitely one of them.  Although he didn't agree with Xiang Wentian's idea.  When doing things, you only look at the end, not the process. More often than not, using any means is definitely the shortcut to success. When you become famous, people will only see the halo after your success. Who will notice that you pursued success in the first place?  Even if someone notices the despicable means used, they will only say that this person has a quick mind and is unpredictable.  He didn't agree with Xiang Wentian's perseverance and integrity, but that didn't mean he didn't admire him.  The same goes for Xiang Wentian. He also despises Xie Wendong for his insidiousness, cunning and ruthlessness, but he also really admires his extraordinary mind and his early maturity at a young age.

    Brother Xie has really become a blockbuster recently. Now, you are definitely a celebrity, and all the major newspapers have your photos.  Xiang Wentian said with a smile.

    Xie Wendong responded with a wry smile, shook his head and sighed: People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong. For people like us who live on a knife edge, being famous means death.

    Xiang Wentian felt pain in his heart, put away his smile and said seriously: "However, I admire Brother Xie's courage."  I can clean up the soul group on Japanese soil, at least I can't.  Xie Wendong raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "You also suspect that I did it?"  Xiang Wentian smiled tacitly and said, "If it's not you, could it be me?"  !

    The two of them talked for a long time in the bar and drank a lot of wine. They even reached a consensus on some aspects and were in a good mood. The more they drank, the more they drank. The more they drank, the more they drank. However, in the end,  Xiang Wentian was still drunk.  Xie Wendong is a person who abides by principles. As long as he drinks until he is seventy percent full, no matter who he is, it is difficult for him to have another drink. He is different from Xiang Wentian. He punches and kicks from the bottom.  After struggling to the point where he is today, wandering on the line of life and death all year round, he understands the truth that he must keep a clear mind no matter where he is. Only in this way will he live longer.

    When the two of them were about to leave the bar, Xiang Wentian was already staggering a little. Xie Wendong looked at him who was a little confused and felt something in his heart. Now, with just a wave of his hand, he could kill this person who was once his greatest enemy, but   He stepped forward to help Xiang Wentian steady and said: Brother Xiang, you are drunk.

    Xiang Wentian shook his arm and said with a smile: I can still drink a whole bottle of red wine now, do you believe it?

    The only thing you can do to a drunk person is follow his words.  Xie Wendong smiled and said: I believe it.  {Piaotia Literature www.piaotia.com thanks all book friends for their support. Your support is our greatest motivation}
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