Supreme pardon

Wen Renjue frowned, his pupils were cold and his face was unhappy.

The man with the scarred face behind him shifted his gaze between the screaming woman and his back, became cruel, bent down to pick up the pistol that his own man had discarded before, strode forward, and aimed the gun at the woman's forehead , directly pulled the trigger.

The widened eyes gradually lost their brilliance, and blood spread from the back of the sofa.

The woman with scars all over her body quickly became silent.

Wen Renjue's gaze was unclear, turned his head to look at him, nodded and said: "You did well, your name is Huozi?"

"Yes, if you have something to do, please tell me." Huozi nodded and bowed.

Wen Renjue squinted his eyes, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said softly: "What kind of guests are here for your gang tonight?"

Even the person Wei Duan made him wary of didn't seem like such a small gang, and he had never seen it a few times before when Tianyan came.

"Ah, yes, it seems to be brought by a story from the boss, saying that he is here to discuss a business." Huozi told everything he knew, and vowed: "But what to talk about, I don't know, my Identity is not enough."

He was afraid that people would not believe it, so he threw away the weapon immediately after killing the woman.

Wen Renjue was thoughtful, and said to himself, "Apart from Baiyao and women, what else is there to talk about in your gang..."

Huozi shook his head.

Not expecting to get an answer from him, Wen Renjue nodded towards the door with his chin, motioning for him to go ahead.

Huozi was very cooperative, he could see that the young student in front of him was unpredictable and cruel, if he wanted to do something small, the other party would never be soft.

In order to save his own life, of course he had to cooperate, and since he betrayed him, the boss would definitely not let him go afterwards, comparing the combat effectiveness of the boss and the young man in private, Huozi suddenly hoped that the person in front of him could successfully kill his own The gang leader replaced him, so he might have another chance.

He didn't hide his dark thoughts, as he thought about it, his eyes revealed viciousness.

Wen Ren Jue walked behind, and talked to Wei Duan in his mind, "Are you worried that the people in the room can see the sky eye?"

"Yes, there is a very strange crystal nucleus energy in the room. I don't know why, it doesn't feel like it's coming from a human body, and it's...indescribably weird."

The Celestial Eye cannot enter, and it doesn't know much about it. After all, this is not the world of the descendants of the gods at that time. Today's Shi Xing, now known as the Earth, has already changed a lot.

Including the crystal nucleus energy that appeared again, many operating methods have changed.

Wen Ren Jue's face was gloomy, he closed his eyes to calm himself, no matter what kind of devils and monsters are in the house, as long as they go in, everything will be clear.

He will not give up the purpose of tonight, so he is destined to meet the thing inside.

Wei Duan's worries must be taken seriously. He is not a god after all, and Wei Duan and Tianyan are not omnipotent. The lesson of the Jackdaws tells him that even if there are powerful things in this world, they are not absolute.

"Button...button"

Huozi raised his hand and knocked rhythmically on the door.

The room was quiet for a while, and a heavy voice came out, "Who is it?"

"Xiao Fei, it's me, I have something to ask the boss!" Huo Zi turned his head and nodded to Wen Ren Jue.

Wen Renjue understood, and walked behind him, blocking the corridor.

The door was opened with a gap, and the young man with short hair poked his head inside the door, and stepped aside after seeing clearly that it was his own.

Huozi smiled and pushed open the door, Wen Renjue stuck behind his back and slipped in quietly.

The room is bright, and there are about a dozen people sitting or standing in a space of more than 50 square meters. Behind the man in the center are a few burly men, and a young woman is sitting on the side sofa.

She has long black hair, affectionate eyebrows, and slender white hands resting her cheeks.

Her white thighs were exposed under the black skirt.

"Who are you?" The man in the middle spoke, his voice was loud, his eyes were cold and stern, and a pair of dark but strong hands were resting on the sofa.

Wen Renjue took two steps forward.

A mutated black panther lay under the woman's feet, and suddenly opened its mouth and bared its teeth at him.

Wen Renjue didn't show any frightened expression at all, he bowed politely, and Huozi dodged aside when he saw the opportunity, he was very nervous and his expression was obviously wrong.

It's a pity that the eyes of everyone in the room were focused on Wen Renjue, and no one paid attention to him for a while.

Wen Renjue's movements were generous and decent, without any malice, he bowed and straightened up, nodded to several people standing in the room, and said with a smile: "Your gang has taken care of me a lot, so I came here specially tonight Thanks."

"Thank you?" The thick black hands supported the sofa, Hawkeye straightened his upper body, and said gloomily, "Why have I never seen you?"

Because the person was brought by Huozi, and since he came in, he has been acting generously, and the smile on his face is too peaceful, so the experience of the eagle eye in the world has not been effective for a while.

He has been on the road for decades, and he has never seen an enemy come to ask for trouble so politely.

And running to his headquarters room alone, isn't that crazy?

"Your nobleman forgets a lot," Wen Renjue showed a little helplessness on his face, looked sideways at the woman next to him, shrugged and said, "But I remember it very well, why don't you let me help you..."

The rich expression on his face was still there, but the person shot out like an arrow from the string. When everyone reacted, he had already sat where Hawkeye was sitting before, and he had been on the road for many years, and many people wanted to address him. The man who called Master Eagle was stepped on by him.

"Bold! You..."

"Shh!" With his middle finger upright in front of his lips, Wen Ren Jue signaled to a group of Zhan Wing Gang members who rushed over.

Looking down at the man on the ground, holding the light gun in his left hand, the muzzle of Wen Ren Jue was facing the burly man lying on his stomach with his limbs twisting.

"Let me help you remember..." Wenrenjue continued with what he had just said, and laughed: "How is it? Do you remember now?"

"You fucking...cough cough, don't you want to live?" Although he was instantly subdued and stepped on the soles of his feet, Hawkeye didn't weaken his momentum, "You kid, don't you want to walk out alive?"

This is in his territory, so what if he is subdued?

The three floors inside and outside are all his younger brothers. Unless the young man behind him can disappear in an instant, there is no way he can escape from his palm alive.

Heel forcefully, Wen Renjue's slender eyes opened, "I want to tell you something," in a particularly emotional tone, he reached down with his left hand, and pressed the muzzle of the gun to Hawkeye's head, he said impatiently: "I hate it very much." People who are not close to me are chattering in front of me."

"Let go of our boss!"

"Let go of our leader!"

Except for the young woman and the motionless black panther lying on her feet, the rest of the room were all members of the Spreading Wings Gang.

Huozi was very clever, as soon as Wen Renjue subdued him, he ran to Wen Renjue's side and guarded his surroundings.

It was the people he brought in who took the boss hostage. If he didn't hide by Wen Renjue's side, he might have been cut first.

Wen Renjue looks thin and weak, but his strength is far beyond what the eagle eye can match. The man has established a gang and has been running it for many years.Wen Renjue's ever-increasing strength on his feet made his chest squeeze uncomfortably, "Who the hell are you? What do you want to do?"

"I just want to study hard!" The resentful voice, combined with the bright smile on his face, is really unbelievable, but Wen Renjue doesn't care what other people think, he just lowered his body and stared at Hawkeye, "Why are you so stubborn, trying to trouble me over and over again?"

"It's you!" Hawkeye didn't move, and the muzzle of the gun on the back of his head was poking hard. He was afraid of angering the other party, so he wanted to ease the atmosphere first, and then look for opportunities.

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. I heard that the younger brother in the gang had a conflict with a group of students. I wanted to ask, but there are too many things in the gang, so I forgot it for a while, and I don't know what they did. Brother, no matter what, let me apologize to you first. I didn’t discipline them well. I will punish them severely. I apologize to you. Let me go first. Let’s talk about something. I can still embarrass you as a student Well?"

"Don't you know what they did?" Tilting his head, Wen Renjue was confused and hesitant.

His skeleton makes people judge that he is not very old, and the mask that Bai Tan made for him is also very suitable for his age. Looking at the words that are thinking about Hawkeye, in fact, most of the attention is still on the woman sitting next to him body.

"Yeah, I don't know, but don't worry, I will definitely ask you tonight and give you and your classmates an explanation." Hawkeye's aura just now disappeared, and he promised sincerely.

"Do you think I believe it?" Wen Renjue smiled, and the corners of Wen Renjue's mouth curled up.

"I... ahhh!" Before Hawkeye could figure out what to say, a bloody hole appeared on the back of his right hand which was placed aside.

While Wen Ren Jue was asking questions, the muzzle of the gun moved, and the light emitted by the light gun directly burned the back of the person's hand.

In the pain of melting flesh and bones, Hawkeye screamed fiercely, his body twitched and wanted to roll over, but it was a pity that Wen Renjue stepped on both feet, which prevented him from moving too much.

"I don't believe it." Gently, amidst the heart-piercing cry, Wen Renjue shook his head helplessly.

"Are you fucking bored?"

"Boss, boss, how are you doing?"

A chaotic roar sounded, and the young woman who had been sitting calmly since the mutation started raised her hand, tied her black hair behind her ears into a ponytail, and said coldly, "Shut up!"

It wasn't just the members of the Spreading Wings in the room who stopped her, but also Hawkeye who was screaming on the ground.

"Master Ying..." The clear and sweet voice called out, the woman raised her head and looked around the room, all the men who met her eyes slowly fell silent due to the cold light in her eyes.

Looking down at Hawkeye, the woman waited for his screams to stop, then played with her fingers and sighed casually, "You look so ugly."