Ye Wuwu and Xiao Bo exchanged a lot of topics, and similarly, they also drank a lot of wine.

In the end, with Xiao Bo snot and tears, they ended today's lunch.

The waiter had long wished that the three of them would leave quickly, and she drank like this at noon, so that she had no way to rest for the whole afternoon.

"Wuwu, thank you! thank you so much!" Xiao Bo's big tongue kept repeating this sentence, and his body was weak and weak to lean on Ye Wuwu's body.

Ye Wuwu helped him back to 402, and he was still saying this sentence with a handful of snot and tears.

"Got it, you have a good rest!" Ye Wuwu was helpless, as if he was comforting a child.

"In the tournament, I'm going to get into that ring..."

Finally, Xiao Bo screamed and entered sleep!

"Let's go, too! There are only a few days left for the tournament! Do you want to prepare too?"

Walking out of 402, Ye Wuwu and Gong Yuan communicated.

Gong Yuan didn't express any opinion, just nodded vigorously.

As the tournament approached, Zheng Du also began to undergo some subtle changes.

The train station, in particular, has ushered in the highest peak of passenger traffic in these days.

These people who practice ancient martial arts seem to still retain the tradition of many years ago, that is, to arrive at every city where the martial arts competition is held, the first choice is to take the train as a mode of transportation.

For these people who did not bring much luggage, even if there were many people, the staff at the train station did not feel much increase in workload.

These people are very low-key, never make loud noises, and when they get off the train, they will leave the train station very quickly.

The most important thing is that the thieves and pickpockets who usually operate around the train station have also seemed to have made an appointment in the past few days, and they will no longer be seen.

The train station is like a harmonious society all of a sudden, and there are even fewer police calls in this area.

Similarly, the staff here are much more polite than before, and whenever someone asks about something, they answer patiently, and they don't dare to show their emotions at all.

There is a precedent for this, a few years ago, a rich second generation who relied on connections to work on the railroad was used to seeing no one in his eyes, which led him to anger a person who seemed to be basically no different from ordinary people.

As a result, after revealing their identity, they almost scared this person to death. Only then did he realize that the power behind him was nothing compared to the energy that this ordinary person possessed.

Of course, these people who came from other places have also gone out in the same situation as the rich second generation. But after the organizer of the tournament appeared, the fate of such people was even worse than that of the rich second generation. Later, there was even gossip that all the forces behind these people had collapsed in a very short period of time.

"I heard that this tournament was jointly organized by the two families! ”

Outside the train station, there were several people who recognized each other's identities in the train station lobby and were communicating.

"I've heard that in the past, one family was copying the figures, but this session was held by two families. The seven ancient martial families of Huaxia, the two families of the Central Plains seem to be joining forces for the first time!"

After this man finished speaking, someone next to him answered, "In addition to these two families, what else?"

With that, all three looked at him with puzzled eyes.

A voice asked, "Are there any other families?" Aren't there only two of the Seven Great Ancient Martial Families in the Central Plains?"

The person who answered replied: "Of course it's not the Seven Great Guwu Families, this time there are three second-rate families, the Leng family, the Xiao family, and the Zheng family. ”

Saying this, several other people showed surprised looks.

"The strength of these families is not weak! I didn't expect them to participate in the organizers of the martial arts competition. ”

"Isn't it weak?" a person who knew a little about the three major families suddenly said: "After several years of development, the number of ancient martial arts masters may be a little less than that of the seven ancient martial arts families, but the economic strength is not much compared to them!"

"Then they don't just want to experience the feeling of holding an ancient martial arts conference, right? After all, it doesn't cost a small amount of money to hold this conference!"

The pace of several of them was not slow, and the short exchange of words was getting farther and farther away from the train station.

Hearing this last question, one of them looked around for a while, and after finding that no one else was paying attention to them, he lowered his voice and said, "I heard! This martial arts tournament is actually specially prepared for the latter three families, and the two old Guwu families are just hanging a name, and all the expenses are paid by the last three families. ”

"If you say that, isn't it true that after this martial arts competition, the Xia Kingdom will become one of the top ten ancient martial arts families?"

"No! It's just that the Nine Great Families, the Huangfu Family is no longer there. ”

In fact, they haven't been completely right, the ambitions of the three families, including the Leng family, are more than that.

Leng Peng was originally going to deal with Leng Ling's shooting at this time, but after he received a phone call, he hurried out the door.

In the private room of a private club, even with Leng Peng, there are only three people in total.

An old man deliberately left his white brows a little longer on both sides, and a slight glare naturally revealed a solemn momentum.

A young man, a little too young, and very thin, even if he was carrying a school bag at this time, no one would suspect that he was still a high school person. But the appearance on his young face looked a little sickly, and when he picked up the teacup on the table, he showed weakness.

"Uncle Leng, didn't we say we would get together today? Why did you forget?" the young man took a sip of the tea in the teacup and pushed the wheelchair under him to make room for Leng Peng.

Leng Peng didn't answer his slightly reproachful question, pulled over the chair with an expressionless face and sat down in the place where the young man had come out.

A small table, where three people sit in a triangle.

The old man brought a cup of warm tea and handed it to Leng Peng.

"The matter at home is settled?" he asked.

Speaking of this, Leng Peng, who took the tea, had a murderous aura in his eyes.

"I don't have to worry about my own business!"

"And..." It may be that the old man mentioned this matter that made him feel a little angry, he turned his gaze to the young man, and said in a warning tone: "Xiao Se, pay attention to your attitude next time you talk to the elders, when your father was in power, he didn't speak to me in this tone. ”

Feeling Leng Peng's threat, Xiao Se, who was sitting in a wheelchair, smiled faintly.

"Uncle Leng, am I not worried about the affairs of your Leng family, and the plans of our three major families will be in vain? As far as I know, the person who shot your waste son was from the military department, and we are also worried, aren't we? Old man Zheng, what do you say?"

Although Old Man Zheng also has the same idea as Xiao Se, after all, he has lived for such a long time and behaves very old. He smiled and started a round.

"Today is not the time to talk about these things, let's talk about this matter later, let's get down to business first. ”

When Xiao Se heard this, he was immediately unwilling.

"Why can't you talk about this matter first, you should also know, this person from the military department is a big man who just came from Kyoto. ”

Leng Peng's eyes were still looking at Xiao Se.

That's right, and it's not surprising that Xiao Se knows these things before he knows about them with the energy he has.

"What kind of big shot?" Leng Peng asked.

Xiao Se's sickly smile became even brighter.

"Uncle Leng, you can't do it! Your own son has been killed, and you still don't know the identity of the other party?"

Leng Peng didn't feel angry when he was ridiculed, and was still waiting for his reply.

Xiao Se replied, "Anyway, this person may be a variable in our plan. Let me tell you this, the Huangfu family that was destroyed in Kyoto, and the Xia family, who was overwhelmed by the Tian family in the past two days, have a lot to do with him directly or indirectly!"

As soon as Xiao Se explained this, the other two guessed the identity of this person, and suddenly they said in unison: "Ye Wuwu?"

Xiao Se nodded undeniably, picked up the cup again and took a sip of tea.

Leng Peng's eyelids jumped at this time, and he immediately stood up.

"I'll make a call first!"

He turned his back to the window, gently opened the curtains, and looked at the crowded street outside.

On the other side of the phone was Leng Feng, and Leng Peng directly ordered: "The murderer who shot your brother should not go to his trouble for the time being!

I didn't know that the other party Leng Feng was still angry, but he didn't refute it on the surface.

"Hmm!"