Supreme pardon

"If it weren't for his wife's father being the captain of the security team, we could have played a little tricky." It's not that the mouse hadn't thought about this, but what he found out made him dare not take it lightly.

In the revival alliance, the daily management is the various departments under the general affairs, and conflicts with these people are not good for them who are newcomers.

Wen Renjue pondered for a while, raised the corner of his mouth and asked: "You checked his family members, what about the people outside?"

"The ones outside?" the mouse asked, and suddenly realized, "You mean he still has one outside?"

Wen Renjue smiled, "He is such a clean person, but he is troublesome."

"That's not the case. Zhao Zeqiang has two nightclubs under his control. Apart from Huodei, there is another larger one. There are a lot of things in his hands. Private life is definitely not easy." The mouse explained: "I didn't pay attention at first. It’s because the family married only one of them.”

This is his omission.

Among the men these days, who is capable and who doesn't have many families?Either just play casually on a whim, or take it home, there is no need to keep it outside.

However, Zhao Zeqiang's situation is different.

Although this man has a bit of brains and skills, he has been able to go smoothly to today, and his power is growing because he has a good husband. Since he has to rely on his wife at home, he must not dare to be too presumptuous.

Flipping through two thin sheets of paper, Wenren Jue glanced at three lines under the colorful lights, which recorded some general conditions of Zhao Zeqiang and Huodie, including his wife and daughter at home.

"He doesn't necessarily care about the playthings outside, but he has to have small ones..." Before he could finish speaking, Wen Renjue stopped, handed the paper back to the mouse, got up and stretched his wrists, and said while moving his head, "Find it out as soon as possible. If there are really young ones, come and play one by one. Find a middleman. I want to see him."

"Yes." The mouse was still sitting in its original position, took a sip of wine while answering, and asked in a natural manner: "You are a student now, and you are going back so late, do you need me to find someone to escort you?"

"No need." It was a little hot in the bar. Wen Renjue loosened his neck collar with his left hand, and slowly unbuttoned his chest with his right hand drooping. He took off his coat and put it on his wrist. At home, the dark ghost hasn't been caught yet."

"Yes." The mouse reached out to pour the wine for himself.

Walking through the dark corridor, Wen Renjue walked out of the bar quickly, and when he reached the door, he found that the temperature was much different from the temperature inside.

The night wind blows and the air is clean.

Taking two deep breaths, he looked up at the sky, without moving his feet for a moment.

Although Wei Duan couldn't breathe, he could perceive some through the sky eyes, and sighed: "The air inside is too turbid. I really don't know why humans like such an environment."

"It makes people intoxicated." Twisting his neck, Wen Ren Jue's voice was melodious.

Tonight the clouds are thick and there are few stars.

Without further delay, he started walking back down the street.

The bar was not too close to the school, and Wen Renjue didn't know what he was thinking about, so he didn't call a car, so he just wandered back quietly by himself.

"Turning the corner of the street is the back door of the school. You should go back tonight and have a good rest." Wei Duan said, "Recently, you have been a little lethargic. I am very worried that the energy of the god's eyes will change."

"I'm afraid it won't work." There was some regret in the voice, mixed with impatience.

Weiduan talked from time to time along the way, but it was heard that Renjue was always quiet.

At this time, he suddenly answered, which made him stunned for a moment.

Without asking too much, it quickly noticed the three vans that stopped suddenly ahead.

The car door was opened, and under the street lights, the hands of this group of people were shining brightly.

It was a machete that was as long as an arm, and it was carried in the hands of five big and three thick men. This group of people was staring at the position where Wen Ren Jue was, and slowly approached.

Wen Ren Jue didn't retreat, let alone run away.

He threw away the coat on his wrist, looked up at the approaching crowd, and asked casually, "Who are you?"

"You are so forgetful, boy!" Among the leading men, someone roared hoarsely, "What's the matter? Some time ago, black hands were used to hurt our brother in Huodie. Are you planning to deny it?"

The moment Wei Duan appeared in this group of people, his first reaction was that the identity of the master had been exposed.

It can be heard that Ren Jue is different from it. From the first moment he saw this group of people, he knew that it must be the follow-up trouble of the fight in Huodie some time ago.

If it is said that he has not been in too much trouble since he arrived in the Revival Alliance, there are only two. If he can be found so quickly, the possibility of Huo Die's case is relatively high.

If their identities were revealed, it would be impossible for only a few people to come, and most of them were carrying machetes.

After all, his status as the King of Nirvana is worth mobilizing a few tanks and airships. Other kings, who would be so naive as to use such a few trash to trouble him?

"You shrunk your head and made it easy for me to find, why? I can't hold back today, and my head sticks out?" These men have long been inquiring about the identities of those students, but they are suffering from the fact that they have been hiding in the college all day long. It's easy to start, I arranged for people to watch around the college before, and God paid off, and finally let them catch one tonight.

It was the one who made them suffer and humiliate the most that night.

"Boss, that's the Brother Qiang he injured!" Among the machete-wielding crowd, a tall man stood up, pointed at Wen Renjue and cursed viciously.

There was a delay between discovering that the enemy had left the academy and calling the brothers. They stayed here tonight and had no intention of letting anyone go back alive.

Although the Spreading Wings Gang is not big, they also play black games to make a living. Fire Butterfly is a place they often go to. They often blackmail some students and sell some medicines. It's all bad.

That's fine, recently when the younger brothers under them went out, they were often ridiculed by the Taoists, who looked down on them and said that they were beaten by a group of schoolchildren, crying father and mother, kneeling down and begging for mercy, and humiliating the Taoists. It's better not to be a gangster, just go home and sell your ass.

In addition, the bald man who was injured that night was the confidant of the boss of the Zhanchi Gang, this time, the ordinary conflict immediately became a sworn enemy.

If we don't deal with these little bastards, especially the one who injured the bald head that night, how will they mess around after the Spreading Wings Gang?

Wen Renjue didn't listen carefully to the insults that erupted from the opposite crowd, he took out the blue dagger and held it in the palm of his hand and twirled it twice, without saying hello, he rushed up directly.

It has been observed just now that the three vans are parked very carefully, completely blocking his way back to school. The back gate of Fuxing College is relatively quiet, and it is late at night, so no passerby will pass by.

The group of people blocking him must have thought about it, so they chose to ambush here.

Want to say run?How could two legs run past four wheels? Even if he could really run away, Wen Ren Jue didn't intend to do so. It was always troublesome and had to be resolved sooner or later.

He is in a good mood tonight, and he doesn't mind seeing blood.

Chong is not a random rush, find the gap between them, Wen Renjue crashes in, then stabs the man's throat with a vicious knife, and moves gracefully among several men, like a snake, finding the right opportunity to step forward is fatal one strike.

There are lights on the side of the road, but compared to the dark and silent fighting scene during the day, there is only the piercing sound of knives colliding. In addition, the "puchi" sound of the dagger entering the body is particularly pleasant.

Wen Renjue doesn't like to do it himself, he has some contradictions, he hates being stained with blood, but he will go crazy the fastest when he is really stained with blood.

This is reflected in the gasping sound of his getting more excited as he fights harder.

His dexterity and deadly moves made a group of gangsters terrified. Wen Renjue was immersed in this kind of fighting, and pushed the blood-splattered man in front of him. He suddenly turned around and avoided the attack from behind. Come the vines.

"Tsk."

The blood in the dark eyes receded slightly, Wen Ren Jue blocked the dagger in front of him, pushed one foot back slightly, and stared at the man more than ten steps away in front of him.

There were green vines waving around the man's body, volleying like a dragon, covered with spikes, the one that didn't attack him just now quickly retracted to the man's side.

Swaying on standby.

Wen Renjue narrowed his eyes and looked at it with great interest.

These vines as thick as arms grew from the man's arms, hovering in the air like a boa constrictor dancing, and quickly separated from the roots to small branches, and merged and disappeared from time to time as the owner moved.

"Green plant power." He said to himself, he didn't see any fear, instead of retreating, he moved forward, observed and took a few steps forward.

The ground trembled and moved, without any warning, the awl-shaped soil suddenly pierced Wenren Jue who was standing up from the ground.

Leaping up nimbly, Wen Renjue paid attention to the man in the distance. Before he landed, the man who directed the vines to attack him moved again. The four vines were like steel whips, flying from south, east, north and west with great force. attack from all directions.

Somewhat embarrassed, Wen Ren Jue rolled half a circle on the ground, and Youlan dagger swung down, cutting off one of them.

Behind him, there are machetes and bullets coming at the same time.

The author has something to say: It's so cold, in two days I'm going to open this book and receive advance receipts to warm my hands.

When the pardon is over (very long code life) and the main work of the next book is finished (the next book will definitely not write a long story), I want to change my mind for the main subject of the code book.