Supreme pardon

"She knows Pan Xiao's second son. The two have been dating for a while. Pan Xiao will hold a family banquet in the restaurant the day after tomorrow to win over a group of old people who used to work under Chen Liangxi."

He honestly told the man above him all the news he had inquired, and Lan An's eyes were warm.

Fully supporting this man, the Lan family is not monolithic, but he has suppressed all different voices, and his behavior is almost crazy.

He never told his family that the ugly man in front of him was still the king of the [-]th district, but he just put on a posture that absolutely cannot be resisted.

"You mean she will choose to strike at that time." The tone was laziness, and Wen Renjue was dozing off with his eyes closed.

"For her, that is the best chance. You say... can she succeed?"

He opened his mouth and let out a long yawn, Wen Renjue said casually: "It's best to succeed, it's okay if you don't succeed, I'm going to settle in District [-], just need to spend more time." Opening his eyes, he changed his previous laziness Looking sharply at Lan An's face, he said seriously: "Is there any movement ahead?"

"It's not what you expected, but I'm still curious, how did you convince the [-]th district to join forces regardless of the past?"

Silently, he opened the document at hand, his face was still sleepy, and he whispered: "Use your own brain."

Unlike Yan Zhen, Wen Ren Jue still has some expectations for Lan An.

"Hey!" Although he was dissatisfied, the curly-haired young man still lowered his head to think, and muttered to himself for a while: "Because of the news you released? After all, it failed to take down the eighteenth district in one go. It's too risky to do it again The tyrannical Seventeenth District's broken halberd inside is also a wake-up call for them, but they have to get back some losses, plus there is something wrong with the Seventeenth District, and this time the Seventeenth District wants to retaliate boldly?"

"The summary is not bad." After turning over two pages, Wen Renjue looked at the signature on the back, and said lightly: "If you have anything to do in the future, you should use your own brain first, and your mouth will always be useless."

Lan An directly rolled his eyes towards the sky without any scruples. Although he was upset, he didn't dare to talk back unscrupulously like before.

He just said in a muffled voice: "That person Xia Guo's temper doesn't just happen if he has a reason."

Wei Duan murmured to himself, which further proved why the lord was holding on to Shu Yi.

……

From morning to night, there are still a lot of things to do, dealing with the backlog of chores in the gambling house, reorganizing the fourth team by the way, and even taking time out of the busy schedule to meet with various leaders in the [-]th district.

The hypocrisy and deceitfulness win over and divide the forces of all parties, promising various benefits.

The more busy the time was, the more Wen Ren Jue missed the kindness of people like Shu Yi. When he took a short break while swaying the red wine in his hand, he secretly told himself that he could not let him go without saying anything.

Just as the two sides were secretly accumulating strength and the competition was heating up day by day, a shocking news came out.

Pan Xiao was assassinated at the family banquet and died.

The man smiled and greeted well during the banquet, and then fell down in front of everyone in a daze.

When he was helped up, he was out of breath for a long time, and half of his cheeks were swollen, black and purple.

When it was dawn, the panic-stricken Pan family announced the news that it was a poisonous needle.

A very small poisonous needle pierced directly into Pan Xiao's neck.

In the chaos, the woman smiled coquettishly and hid in the corner, fiddled her long hair into a ponytail, neatly changed into the men's clothes she had prepared before, jumped down from the restaurant, and shot out the wire in her right hand in mid-air, wrapped it around the beam of the opposite house, flying like a butterfly in the air Generally speaking, he only stepped on the opposite tile and fell into the yard next door.

When Hong Yu came back, it was received by Yan Zhen. Unlike other people who had not received the news, the casino had already arranged for people to inquire and pay attention.

By the way, he also accepted the opponent.

Because things went well, Yan Zhen ran to the master's room "deng deng deng", knocked on the door and called for someone.

Unlike those of them who knew that Hong Yu was going to attack and could not sleep all night, Wen Renjue breathed calmly and quietly.

Sleep soundly.

Awakened by the hasty knock on the door, he frowned, his eyes refused to open, and his face was extremely ugly.

Wei Duan waved his blue-pointed tentacles beside him, bringing a little light in the darkness.

Sighing, he finally opened his eyes. He was silent for a long time without saying a word, but the person knocking on the door was very persistent, one after another.

"Enter!"

He has the intention to kill, but Wen Ren Jue has adjusted his emotions and suppressed his temper.

Yan Zhen pushed open the door, walked in with an excited face, and turned on the light in the room.

Looking up, he saw his master was still sitting in the middle of the big bed with a cold face, his hair was sleeping in a mess.

Just looking at his own eyes, it is really cold.

He froze with hindsight, and after a while, facing the master's increasingly cold eyes, he poked his neck and announced the good news: "Master, Hong Yu has succeeded, Pan Xiao is dead, and there is a complete commotion over there now." It's turned upside down."

There were only the two of them left as strong contenders for the throne. Who else would attack Pan Xiao at this time?

Unspoken to each other.

Wen Ren Jue finally spoke out, and said coldly, "Where is Hong Yu?"

"We've already hidden him." No matter what, Yan Zhen was still happy.

"Before the matter is completely over, tell her not to show up again, and tell her that I will give her nothing less."

Yan Zhen straightened his body and replied: "Yes."

If you want to be more secretive, in the past two days, District [-] should have received the news. Looking up at the strong man in front of him, Wen Renjue plucked the sleeping hair on his head with one hand, and gave the order: "This gambling house is here!" The business was closed for two days, and the fourth team also suspended training, strengthened the defense here, and informed Lan An to make preparations, lest they jump the wall in a hurry."

"Yes!" Ever since knowing that the Lord is the queen of the eighteenth district, Yan Zhen's mentality has changed. These days, he has been wanting to say something, but he just couldn't find a chance to speak quietly with the Lord alone.

Now that everything that should be said has been said, the Lord lowered his head again and seemed to be in deep thought. It stands to reason that he should have gone out.

But after turning around, he stopped again.

Looking back at the Lord again, he saw that the man was still bowing his head and breathing calmly.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

His eyes were extremely complicated, and after he hesitated to speak for a few times, he finally gave up, sighed lightly, and was about to go out.

Wen Renjue over there lowered his head and wasn't really thinking about anything, but his dream was disturbed and he was restless, breathing quietly, and he was adjusting himself.

If he really followed his temper completely, as early as the moment Yan Zhen entered the door, he would let Wei Duan tear him apart.

Not everyone can do what they want... It's still a little unhappy to think about him.

How could he not feel Yan Zhen wandering around several times?

He, who has recovered his body energy long ago, is very sensitive to all the subtle movements around him, but he has no desire to speak, and he actually knows what the man is hesitating.

Stretching out his long arms, he took the picture album that he had prepared earlier from the bedside, and threw it at the man's head without even thinking about it.

As a mutant, Yan Zhen couldn't feel the movement behind him, but he didn't dare to hide, even if he didn't know what was coming from behind.

There is only the Lord in that direction, how dare he avoid it?

His head was hit by a book, he didn't move, but his head tilted.

Looking down to the ground, I saw that it was an opened picture album.

There are also some text explanations on the side.

A little hesitant, he picked up the notebook and turned around. He asked in confusion, "My lord?"

"This is the fox trot. It is the footsteps you saw used by the royal guards and high-level officials in the [-]th district that day. You only have this book in the [-]th district. Choose someone you trust to learn together."

The corners of his mouth were grinning, Yan Zhen was elated, and said ecstatically, "Thank you Lord, I will definitely cherish it!"

As he said, he knelt down, and there were two ringing heads.

Wen Ren Jue was completely awakened now, helplessly pressed down the hair on his forehead that was still curled up, waved his hand, and sighed: "Go down!"

……

Although the Pan family intends to counterattack, after the situation has stabilized, a major external crisis has come.

They had been fighting endlessly before, but the [-]th and [-]th districts, which had fought a battle in the lush forest of Shanan, unexpectedly joined hands, and silently led a large force to kill them, who had not yet decided on a new king.

Among the three king districts, District [-] is actually the most powerful around Shanan Maolin.

There are many big families in the area, and none of them are simple, and those who make small calculations are shrewd.

The former king, Chen Liangxi, had just died, and the king's district had just experienced a struggle. Many families were washed away, and a large number of candidates were eliminated.

In the end, there are only a few who are capable and want to sit on the throne.

And the only ones who can take out a large force to avenge the former king are Pan Xiao of the first team and Wen Ren who is fully supported by the Lan family.

In the past, when Chen Liangxi was in power, he was very suspicious. The powerful families in the area were very low-key, and they would not have a well-organized large army under them.

As soon as several big families contacted each other, the area would gradually divide into two factions, and there were still a large group of people who were ambiguous in the middle.

Right now, the 1th District and the 3th District have joined forces, and both sides have dispatched more than [-] people, and nearly [-] people have approached the King District, and the [-]th District has not yet made a unified deployment.

Even those big families who are used to protecting their lives can't sit still. There are no eggs under the overturned nest. It really allows outsiders to invade the seventeenth district. They are the biggest fat sheep, can they fall?

Once Pan Xiao died, no one in his family could do anything, but a few high-level members of the forces participated in the meeting organized by the big families in the area.

It can be said that Wen Ren Jue was the focus of attention at the meeting, and everyone was eagerly waiting for him to come up with a solution.

The enemy is coming soon. I heard that District [-] even sent five airships.

In the eighteenth district, all the mutants came out in full force. As long as the air was suppressed and the people on the ground rushed into the streets of Wangcheng, who could be the opponent of those mutants everywhere?

Wearing that cyan mask, the expression of Qingwen Renjue that no one was looking at, compared to other anxious family representatives, he was calm and breezy.

When someone asked him to express his opinion, he said in a low voice: "After the Maolin World War I, the [-]th District should have taken the time to recuperate, but due to reasons that everyone knows, the district has not been peaceful these days. At such a time, how can we have the energy and strength to resist the attack of the two royal districts."

"What do you think?" a big man with thick lips and a snub nose asked urgently.

Wen Ren Jue was still at the same rhythm, unhurriedly, and said slowly: "After all, the [-]th District and the [-]th District have only fought each other. Even if we can temporarily unite for the benefit, the relationship may not be stable. Our best solution The way is to divide them, as long as one of them can give up attacking and stand aside, the other will definitely feel fearful, and even if they still have to act, it is better to deal with one side than to deal with both sides at the same time."

"It's simple," the bloated man, who was about forty a year old, said worriedly, "How can we make one of them give up? They came to attack, and it probably has something to do with the heavy losses we caused them in the lush forest."

Looking at the man through the mask, Wen Renjue's eyes were calm, and he said calmly: "You also said, losses, benefits, they came here at this time, nothing more than to see that our royal power is not stable, and they want to come back Some losses, now a tough confrontation , is not good for us, give sweetness to one of the parties, and persuade them to give up."

As soon as he said this, there was a "buzzing" discussion below.

It is not impossible to cut out a certain amount of benefits in exchange for avoiding this weak war, but the key is that the kingship is not yet determined, who will take the lead?Who should go to the negotiations as a representative of the seventeenth district?How dangerous this candidate for negotiation is, I can imagine it with my paws.

After looking at each other, the group of people fell silent, including the representatives of the first team.

Someone saw that the scene was so quiet, and asked another practical question out loud: "I agree with Captain Wen's opinion, but Captain Wen thinks, which side should we persuade to quit?"

"Think with your brain! Can the [-]th district be moved by a little profit? Is it enough to give up plundering our royal district? Compared with money, although they don't have as many people as us, they won't just give in for such a small profit, but The [-]th District is in a remote area, the King’s District was destroyed, and there is no money to rebuild it. Naturally, the chances of persuading the [-]th District to give up are relatively high, and they have always been thinking about our tanks, so I will give them a few this time. .” Lan An slanted her body, with half of her chest exposed.

The strategy was agreed upon, so the most important thing came again.

who will go?Who can represent the Seventeenth District?

This is a near-death situation. If you don't know it, you will be decapitated and come back. It's not good to send someone casually. Why should they believe your sincerity?

The former throne of sweet pastry is now so hot that it can kill people. Who can sit on it without peeling off the skin?

Even if it is really agreed to withdraw troops from the [-]th district, someone will have to take the lead and let others slaughter them.

The point is, it's too unreliable for you to go to negotiate after you beat the [-]th District to such a miserable state.

"So, everyone, why don't you be more honest!" Lan An suddenly stood up, put his hands on the conference table, and said coldly: "The one who can, who can help our [-]th district escape this disaster, I, Lan An, My Lan family, my third team will recognize whoever is the king."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and the conference room once again fell into dead silence.

Several representatives from the first team looked ugly. After looking at each other, they wanted to open their mouths and then closed them.

After a long while, an old man with thinning silver hair asked in a deep voice, "Captain Wen, are you confident that we can negotiate a deal?"

When he asked, everyone tacitly turned their eyes back to Wen Renjue.

Standing up from his seat calmly, Wen Renjue walked around the meeting room in a circle.

He was silent and did not speak, but a coercion emanated faintly, making all those who looked directly at him unconsciously glance away.

In the end, he stopped right in front of him, looked at everyone, and said proudly: "I never do anything that is not sure of victory!"

"Okay!" With a heavy shout, a middle-aged man stood up from his seat in the front left, his eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and he said in an eloquent voice: "The one who can represent my seventeenth district to negotiate is naturally my seventeenth district." The new king of the district, since Captain Wen has the mind, the courage, and the courage to help my seventeenth district survive this disaster, I, the Yun family, are willing to recognize you as king."

After he finished speaking, he was the first to kneel down.

Wei Duan was a little surprised: "It's Yun Xiang. Last time I designed you, this time I saw that the situation is unstoppable. I want to sell you."

As soon as Yun's eldest son knelt, the family with whom he had a good relationship naturally also knelt down.

When the rest of them thought about it, there was really no better way at the moment, and even if the negotiation failed, the other party died outside, and they didn't have much to do with themselves.

What Lan An had been waiting for was this moment, but he never thought that the Yun family would be willing to take the lead at this time, but... well, the Yun family has a lot of power and has always been very neutral. Their leadership, It can also affect some middlemen.

With his hands behind his back, Wen Renjue squinted his eyes, and the old god was watching more and more people in the conference room kneel down and call him king.

Although Lan An was kneeling, he kept raising his head to observe the situation in the meeting room. Seeing that there were more and more people kneeling down, the excited half of his body was trembling uncontrollably.

On the contrary, from the beginning to the end of Wenren Jue, apart from the excitement just performed, the whole body is completely indifferent.

Wei Duan shouted again in his mind: "Master, the Sky Eye has been connected and is on its way."

He managed to smile a little.