Heinous

into the night.

Bushe always went to bed early, and Xue Zhe, who was in the same room, could not develop sleepiness, so he simply got out of bed and walked to the window to look at the scenery.

Naturally, Wuzhen will not have the gorgeous night view of ordinary cities, but tonight happens to be a full moon, and against the backdrop of the starry sky that cannot be seen in the city, it has a special taste.

Xue Zhe stared at the sky for a while, only to feel that the depression that had been churning in his chest had finally faded a little at this moment.

In fact, he knew even if he didn’t forgive him, that little injury was really nothing—compared to, he had a little more tricks in the text before.

But for some reason, the moment he was injured in front of his eyes, it seemed as if something exploded in Xue Zhe's heart.

That feeling is really very bad...

Shaking his head, Xue Zhe forced himself to calm down, and the moment his gaze refocused outside the window, Xue Zhe's expression suddenly changed slightly.

They lived on the second floor, and there was an open space outside the window, and at this moment, there was a person standing in that open space.

A white windbreaker that almost shimmers in the moonlight, black hair blown by the night wind, and a face that seems to be smiling all the time.

Yang Mian...

Why is this person here?

As if he heard Xue Zhe's voice, Yang Mian took his hand into his bosom, and when he took it out again, there was already something extra in his hand.

A large sketchbook.

Before Xue Zhe had time to figure out how Yang Mian stuffed such a big guy into his clothes, Yang Mian opened the sketchbook, took out a pen from his pocket, and began to write on it.One word per page, the big ones can be read clearly even from the height of a floor.

Won't you come down, Lord Ten Evil ^_^

After reading these eight words together with an expression, Xue Zhe couldn't help but twitch slightly.

What kind of hobby is this person, running to him outside the window in the middle of the night to lose his nerve?

Seeing that Xue Zhe didn't seem to have the intention of coming down, Yang Mian sighed and wrote four more words in the notebook.

Negotiate important matters.

Important things... what important things can there be?

The events of the day are still in front of my eyes, although nothing happened at the complaining banquet, but after that...

go down?not go down?

After hesitating for a moment, looking at Yang Mian's smiling face again, Xue Zhe gritted his teeth in his heart.

If you go down, go down, are you afraid of you?

But what Xue Zhe didn't expect was that before he went downstairs, he saw Yang Mian over there.When he reached the lobby, Xue Jichou was waiting for him.I don't know what kind of agreement the two of them reached, but Yang Mian withdrew to the side with a polite look of "please first".

Xue Zhe looked at the two men suspiciously, and felt that the situation was a bit weird—it stands to reason that Xue Jichou was educated by his uncle who his father described as "insane", and it would definitely not do the Yang family any good impression.At this time, these two people stood here so peacefully, it was a bit... weird.

"I do have something important to talk about." Seeing Xue Zhe glance at him, Yang Mian shrugged, "But this brother Xue seems to be in a hurry."

Compared with him, Xue Jichou's attitude is much more hostile: "Even if I am fine, it is impossible for the eldest son of the Yang family to meet the young sect master."

Yang Mian didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Then, I'll go to the side first, so I won't bother you two."

After speaking, he turned and left the hotel.

Seeing Yang Mian left, Xue Jichou restrained his vigilance and turned to a worried expression.

"what happened?"

"What happened this afternoon..." Xue Jichou was silent for a moment. There seemed to be a lot to say, but he couldn't say it. In the end, he only uttered a heavy sigh and four dry words: "This subordinate has neglected his duty."

"There's no such thing as dereliction of duty or dereliction of duty." Xue Zhe was under a lot of pressure with his attitude, and he said hastily, "It's that bastard who is looking for trouble when he has nothing to do."

Xue Jichou shook his head: "That's not the case... This matter is not that simple."

"how?"

Xue Jichou pondered for a moment, and said, "Does the Young Master know that... there are a group of 'retro-ism' people in the Jianghu?"

Retroism?This statement is new.Squinting his eyes, Xue Zhe asked: "The person who intends to abolish the "Convention" and restore the Jianghu to that Jianghu?"

Xue Jichou nodded: "That's right, what they want is to return to the arena where the swordsman is a swordsman."

Xue Zhe shook his head—even if he didn't know much about the current "jianghu", he knew that it was not very reliable.

But after getting along these few days, he can understand the abhorrence of the "Convention" in Jianghu.It's hateful because it doesn't limit you to death, on the contrary, it seems to be flexible everywhere, but if you really want to let go, you find that you are still in a stuffy cover.

But it is not easy to abolish the convention.This treaty has been able to hold back the world for more than 20 years, and it was approved by a group of powerful people-although Xue Zhe has always wondered what method his father used to persuade those stubborn old people, but they firmly defended it. Convention, but there is no doubt about it.

"So... Lei Feixi is also one of these people?"

Xue Jichou nodded: "Looking at it now, it looks very similar——the old sect master is the most hated by the revivalist group. His provocation in the afternoon is nothing more than a warning to the young sect master, and he also intends to leave the old sect. For the sake of the Lord."

Dad, let's see what good job you found for me...

Xue Zhe gritted his teeth in secret, and he still had to maintain the scene calmly: "So that's the case. I said there was no grievance or enmity. Why did he come to trouble me? Besides him, who else?"

Xue Jichou shook his head: "These people act secretly. The old sect master Xue once checked when he was in power, but he got very little information. But..."

He paused, glanced at the door with sharp eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid it would be impossible without the involvement of the Yang family in this matter."

Yang Mian...

Xue Zhe nodded secretly - indeed, the current position of the Yang family is faintly number one in the martial arts world. If those retro lovers really want to succeed, Yang Mian will definitely be the object of their hard work.

At this time, there was a sudden sound from the door, Xue Zhe turned his face and found that it was Xue Jihen who came.There was a rare smile on his face, but a little more dignified.

When he got closer, Xue Zhe noticed that Xue Jihen looked very tired and his breathing was a little disordered. When he walked near the place where Xue Zhe was sitting, his body even shook.

Seeing this, Xue Jichou frowned, and reached out to help him.Xue Jihen took advantage of the situation and fell down towards the sofa. Fortunately, Xue Jichou helped him in time, so that he could sit up slowly and not fall on the sofa.

"What's wrong with you?" It is said that Xue Jihen was also taught by Uncle Xue Zhe, and it is definitely not an ordinary thing to make him so tired now.

"It's nothing, I just went back to Linshan." Xue Jihen rested on his brother for a while, and said with a smile on his face again.

Back to Linshan... It took Xue Zhe more than five hours to come from Linshan City before, and it has only been more than eight hours since they last met in the afternoon, and this kid's speed is a bit exaggerated.

If Xue Zhe knew that for the sake of safety, Xue Jihen not only didn't take the plane, but even walked across mountains and rivers on two legs when entering and leaving Wuzhen, he would probably be a little more surprised.

"It's been hard work...but what are you doing back in Linshan?"

"Take something." Xue Jihen said lightly, "Young sect master is not good at martial arts, after all, it is a bit dangerous. Even if those people have no courage to kill, they will still make people unhappy when they encounter Lei Feixi's provocation. How about Bringing this is both self-defense and deterrence."

The heavy metal product was gently placed on the table by Xue Jihen.

After only one glance, Xue Zhe's expression changed.

What was placed on the table was a light silver gun.The faint light shone on it, reflecting a strange cold feeling.

"...This is..." After a long time, Xue Zhe said softly.

"For self-defense." Xue Jihen said.

"..." There was another silence, Xue Zhe rubbed his temples vigorously, and then said: "I don't need this kind of thing."

The two brothers of the Xue family looked at each other. After silence, it was Xue Jihen who spoke first.

"Young sect master, do you want to know how the old sect master got those people to accept the agreement?"

Back then, Xue Qirong faced a very difficult situation. He had just returned from the United States, and he had no way to deal with the messy world. What is the meaning of the heavy iron plate inherited from the father.And those malicious eyes aimed at him gradually increased.

He has no interest in provoking this world, but as long as he is Xue Qirong, the blood of the Xue family, he will not be able to escape those people who are sharpening their knives.

Under such circumstances, Xue Qirong did a very strange thing.

He distributed invitations widely, from the patriarchs of the five great families to the heirs of the lesser-known small sects, and invited them to come to a meeting.

Although some people doubt Xue Qirong's motives, with his ability, he is a good player in single-handed combat, and there is no way to challenge the entire world by himself.In view of this, those who received the invitation came to this hero meeting one after another.

They entered the meeting place set by Xue Qirong, and soon, they came out again.

When they entered, they looked calm and full of confidence.When they came out, they looked gloomy and thoughtful.

One month later, the "Convention of the Martial Arts Alliance of the People's Republic of China" was promulgated, and the "Representative Congress of Martial Arts Personnel of the People's Republic of China" was established.

"Actually, the old door owner used a very simple method." Xue Jihen nodded the table and smiled slightly. "After they entered the door, they found that besides the old door owner, there were thirty guns—— That's all."

"..." Xue Zhe always thought that his father was enough, but now it seems that his imagination is far from enough.

Thirty guns... Thanks to him for doing it!

"So you plan to ask me to do the same thing?" Xue Zhe took the piece of metal on the table with a wry smile, and weighed it.

Portions are plentiful.

Xue Zhe had shot before, but his marksmanship was mediocre, and he didn't use the genuine murder weapon in front of him.

He closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

"At least in this way, the boys from the Lei family would never dare..." Seeing that Xue Zhe seemed to be thinking, Xue Jihen added.

Yes, even if his accuracy is not very good, as long as he has this thing in hand, he will never dare to be as arrogant as before.

Allowing the other party to provoke and can only endure - this feeling is really terrible.

But... Is this really the only way to choose?

Dad, if it were you, how would you choose?

"no need."

——Suddenly, Xue Zhe opened his eyes.

But at this moment, the depression that had been settled in his eyes seemed to dissipate.

"?" The two were stunned together.

"Thank you dad, I suddenly figured it out." Xue Zhe put the gun back on the table, and there was a bit of excitement on his brows.

"Young sect master?" Seeing that Xue Zhe didn't intend to accept, Xue Jichou couldn't help frowning.

"Put this away, it's a murder weapon after all, it won't be good if something happens," Xue Zhe said, "I don't need this."

"But..." Xue Jichou wanted to say something, but Xue Zhe shook his head and smiled relaxedly.

He said: "Believe it or not, on that day, no matter how things develop, the old man will never use a gun at all?"