Supreme pardon

Although it's been a while since he joined the Spreading Wings Gang, Huo Die's side doesn't hear many people coming here.

Right now, he is sure he doesn't know the man who is hugging his thigh and keeps kowtowing.

The dance hall was chaotic, the movement here failed to attract too many people's attention, Wen Renjue's eyes quickly withdrew from the man, and fell on Bai Tan's face three steps in front of him.

The other party's eyes were wide open, and the emotions revealed were very clear.

Bai Tan is here, gloating.The previous accusations were obviously not taken seriously, but it was true that he fanned the flames to see his little mistake.

Being held up to the legs by a middle-aged man... It was indeed an accident. Just now, when Bai Tan was distracted and the man rushed over, his reaction was a bit slow, but he didn't kick the man away and finally realized that the man was not malicious.

The younger brother who watched the scene reacted quite cleverly. Wen Renjue waited for them to subdue the man. He went up to the front and lifted the white sandalwood expressionlessly, and raised his chin slightly. The man followed.

Going up to the room specially reserved for him to rest on the third floor, as soon as the door was opened, the tempting smell of food came from inside.

Bai Tan was carried upstairs by Wen Ren Jue, and he didn't dare to make a big move. He knew that his gloating and sarcastic face just now was too obvious. The man with the legs was already bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and now he is being dragged up like a dead dog.

It hurts just looking at it... A lesson learned from the past, if he sees a good deal, he will accept it.

"You eat first." Taking off his coat, Wen Renjue let go of his hand without even looking at Bai Tan, and went straight to the single sofa in the middle.

Bai Tan stood there for a while, watching the man being rudely thrown at Wen Ren Jue's feet, and several dark-faced men walked into the room one after another, looking fierce...

Sighing silently, he was a little hesitant... Turning his head to look at the delicate meals on the small table next to him, he recalled Wenren Jue's brutal methods, and walked lightly to the small table, sat down obediently and took the food. Pick up your chopsticks, focus on eating, and try to exclude yourself.

Wen Renjue was not interested in the man kneeling in front of him. He had a crystal core aura on him, but it was very weak, and he was a waste that couldn't even purify his abilities.

But what the man said just now made him interested.

If I remember correctly, he didn't ask who wanted a son.

Crying in a low voice and begging for mercy, even though the sound made by knocking out a few teeth was very vague, the middle-aged man with thinning hair still stared at Wen Ren Jue pleadingly with his old face.

"Who is it?" Leaning back his upper body, Wen Ren Jue asked, but his gaze pointed not to the man still begging for mercy on the ground, but to Anshun and the others who walked behind him.

Since the purchase of Huodei, the headquarters of the Zhanchi Gang has been temporarily moved here, occupying the entire third floor. Except for the high-level executives who went out to run errands, everyone who is still in the gang tonight has all stood in front of them. In front of people.

The hall masters first looked at each other, and then all lowered their heads to look at the middle-aged man seriously.

Pairs of confused eyes slowly turned to the middle and high-level people standing on the other side.

Putting his left leg on his right leg, Wen Ren Jue's body was half tilted, his eyes were deep and unreadable.

To put it bluntly, these hall masters of Zhanchi Gang were unlucky. I thought the gang master would not come to Huodei tonight. They were a little relaxed and were gathering in the same room to play cards. Who would have thought that such news would be reported downstairs. Said that the guild master had come, and when he arrived at the hall, a strange man hugged his thigh.

Is this okay?

A group of people panicked, and before they had time to discuss what to do, they heard that the leader had brought the man back to his room.

Knowing that they must be punished, Anshun and the others rushed to Wenrenjue's room with ashen faces.

Be careful peeking at it, but unfortunately the leader's face is too calm, no emotion can be seen.

There was a slight conversation, and Wen Renjue rested his chin on one hand, and put on a posture of waiting patiently.

His appearance made the hall masters who couldn't figure out his mood even more uneasy. Anshun gritted his teeth to see if the gang master had said a word. The head will come up immediately.

These hall masters and their confidantes can't recognize the man in the room, maybe they should try the following people.

The middle-aged man was probably frightened, and his mouth was full of words begging for mercy.

Also because of the injury on the face, what he said was very vague.

To be able to manage the situation, one must know some of the three religions and nine streams, and most of them have extraordinary communication skills.

Anshun's decision was correct. When the four supervisors came up, one of them recognized the man just by looking at him, "This is old Song Pi."

Anshun was excited, carefully watched the gang leader's face, and said as calmly as possible: "Tell us all about it."

"Yes." The bearded steward was very excited, he cherished such an opportunity to express himself, and told everything he knew in detail.

The people in the room listened carefully, and waited for a few managers to go on. The hall master of Hetang standing behind Anshun couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and kicked the man severely, and cursed: "I think you have eaten a bear's heart and a leopard!" How dare you jump on the territory of our Zhanchi Gang, and even disturbed our leader."

"I beg you, I beg you!" The man called Old Song Pi didn't care about the kick on his chest, and quickly got up after falling to the ground, "I really can't afford it." I lost all your money, but my son is still young, he still doesn’t know anything, woo~”

The hoarse cry elongated the pitch, making it as unpleasant as it could be.

Bai Tan sat in the corner and ate, because of the movement and the atmosphere in the room, the frequency of serving food was low.

Unconsciously, he raised his head and glanced, and his face turned ugly.

In the same room, he also heard the conversation just now. If you say that the man who is kneeling now has no dignity at all, and the man with snot and tears is actually not worthy of his pity. This man is also a gangster, but he is in another gang, because he likes Fighting beast bets the lottery and loses all the money. He still doesn't give up. He ran to Zhanchi to borrow money. mortgaged out.

Yesterday, his son who was still studying in school was taken away by members of the Spreading Wings Gang because he didn't pay the money.

Kowtowing all the time, there was already blood oozing from his forehead, Old Song Pi was like a drowning man, grabbing the feet of the hall masters in the room, and knelt down one by one.

It's a pity that those in the room were all cruel and ruthless thugs, no one would sympathize with his tears and regrets, every time Lao Songpi hugged someone's leg and kowtowed, he could only receive a kick with all his strength.

But he didn't seem to know the pain. When one person kicked him, he kowtowed to another person's feet, repeating this futile action.

The chopsticks held in his right hand hadn't been put down yet, but the vegetables on top had been released. Bai Tan sniffed and bit his lower lip lightly.

The hall master standing in a row, Lao Songpi knelt down every one of them, but in the end, he failed to get a word, instead he kept coughing up blood because of the beating.

Shaking, he tried to straighten up, and crawled back to Wen Renjue's feet with his eyes blurred.

It's just that he couldn't reach out to hug him, there were guards standing beside Wen Renjue, Lao Songpi believed that if he dared to go any further, those two men would surely wring his neck off on the spot.

"I beg you, Lord Wen, you already have such a beauty by your side. You really don't like my son. He still has a good future. He is very capable. He succeeded in swallowing the crystal nucleus. You risk your life."

Old Songpi has spent half his life, eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and smoking. He got such a son by accident. He didn't care at first, but later found that his son was more talented than him. He succeeded in swallowing the crystal nucleus at a young age. He took great efforts to send his son to school.

Although he is not from Fuxing Academy, he must be better than him after he comes out.

It's a pity that he fell in love with Dou Beast and couldn't extricate himself because of the inner demon. He fell in love with his son in a moment of confusion.

During this period of time, he tried everything, but he just couldn't get together the money. The new leader of the Zhanchi Gang is a good man, and he also raised a student from Fuxing Academy. If you inquire about this matter, you can find out about it.

Old Song Pi listened to the rumors around him that the Zhanchi Gang wanted his son in order to send him to the gang leader's bed.

What will happen to it as a plaything?Old Song Pi saw more darkness and filth, and he knew very well that it was a humiliating torture that he wanted to die but couldn't die.

Bai Tan knew that there was nothing worthy of sympathy for this person in front of him, but his mood was somewhat affected by the desperate struggle and unwillingness to give up, and he put down the chopsticks in his hand. Although he didn't speak, his face showed unbearable.

Until the word "beauty" came into my ears abruptly.

The expression on his face could not bear to be broken, Bai Tan swallowed his saliva, and suddenly turned his head with a guilty conscience, when he found that there was only a wall behind him, he looked up at the roof in embarrassment.

Damn it, this person couldn't be talking about him, could he? !

The expression on Wen Renjue's face hadn't changed since he entered the room, his eyes and brows were cold, and he didn't make a sound except for the three words "who is he" from the beginning to the end.

He didn't seem to hear people's kowtows begging for mercy and crying, and his deep eyes seemed to be concentrated or scattered, falling on a certain point without focus.

His appearance makes the people in the room terrified, except for the white sandalwood that has been "cracking" in the corner.

The man slowly stopped his chopsticks, and he didn't need to look at Wenren Jue, he could hear it through subtle movements.

He didn't move like a wooden sculpture, until he heard the middle-aged man say that sentence.

Bai Tan must have heard it too, but he didn't know what his mood was, probably because he was too nervous and touched the bowl and chopsticks, making a crisp sound.

The movement in the corner, the hall masters in the room who were tense and afraid of Wen Ren Jue had no time to take care of it, but Wen Ren Jue, who was tilted and seemed to be sloppy, turned his head, glanced at the corner and turned back.

The old Song Pi in front of him suddenly stopped begging, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "As long as you promise to release my son, I will give you great news!"