Li Xiaomeng carefully recuperated for a week, and his body recovered very well, with the traditional Chinese medicine of his master Zhang Qingshan and the care of the top military doctors, it was difficult to think about any serious injuries. The people in the hot book pavilion and the fighting resort are all embarrassed during the week, with zero communication with each other, each busy with each other, as if they have nothing to do with each other.

The ten Thai fighters on the Fengxing side all died, and now the real disciples have come to Gansu and entered the resort one after another.

The Fist Sect seemed to be very busy, from time to time intelligence agents entered the resort, and then left in a hurry with some orders, and Commander Li Huatian turned the north wing into his temporary headquarters.

The atmosphere here in the dark night is not very good, Huang Qikun is taking care of Li Xiaomeng to recuperate from his injuries, and the bull head that was seriously injured before is also recovering, and the disciples in the dark night refuse to speak one by one. Because their elder brother Long Zihao left here without saying goodbye, although no one said anything, everyone knew that the head of Long Banshan turned his face for Li Xiaomeng and Long Zihao.

After Li Xiaomeng's injury was healed, he met with the heads of the three martial arts organizations and his master Zhang Qingshan, and single-handedly arranged an unprecedented meeting.

All the elders of the Dark Night Paradise appeared and gathered around the same round table to discuss the aftermath.

In fact, everyone here has been looking forward to this meeting for a long time, but they can't let go of many years of grievances and various entanglements, and no one can open that mouth first. Li Xiaomeng can understand the state of mind of these seniors, after all, it is not an ordinary difference of monetary interests between them. Fortunately, there are a group of Thai Yankees who don't know whether they are alive or dead, which brings a threat to the three major martial arts organizations, and also creates an opportunity for them to fight side by side.

When foreign enemies attack, they will not hesitate to put aside their prejudices and unite with the outside world.

"Uh-huh!" Li Xiaomeng put his fist to his mouth and deliberately squeezed out a few coughs.

It's not that he wants to cough, but the atmosphere at the scene is so weird that everyone agrees to sit together, but one of them speaks, and the scene is quiet and scary.

What is the most feared thing for people who practice martial arts?

It's quiet, deathly silence.

Everyone refused to speak, as if whoever spoke first would suffer.

Finally, Zhang Qingshan, the bearded master who was sitting next to Li Xiaomeng, spoke: "Our older generation were all brought out by the same master, and the Seven Little Ghosts did a lot of earth-shattering things for the country decades ago. Hua Tian separated from the Dark Night Heaven with the Fist Sect, which caused the split of the Dark Night Heaven after that, and for decades, in order to reorganize the Dark Night, he fought so many fighting tournaments, and many people were killed and injured. Such mistakes cannot continue!"

"Hey, if it weren't for Hua Tian and his people to join the army, there would indeed be no such situation!" Sun Chenfeng, the head of the popular family, echoed.

Long Banshan, the head of the dark night, seemed to agree with the views of these two people, and glanced at Li Huatian with his eyes like torches.

The head of the Fist Sect, Commander Li Huatian's eyes suddenly widened, with his position in the army, no one dared to accuse him so directly for many years. Now everyone agrees that it is his fault, which makes him very annoyed.

Li Huatian stared at Li Xiaomeng, boy, you didn't tell me that!

Li Xiaomeng shrugged his shoulders with an innocent expression.

"I left with someone back then, but it's not my fault, everyone has their own ambitions. Li Huatian said unconvinced, his tone was tough.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, what ambitions?" Long Banshan couldn't hold back, thinking to himself how the letter you asked Li Xiaomeng to bring me was written, didn't you confess to me? Now you have turned your face and denied it, I haven't seen you for decades, you old boy has mixed up in the army, right? If it weren't for the fact that you had a whole group of people from the Dark Night Heaven to join the army and establish the Fist Sect, Sun Chenfeng would not have been established and left the southwest.

"What kind of ambition?" Li Huatian grimaced, "Serve the country! Didn't the master create the Dark Night Paradise back then to save the people from fire and water? What are we seven little ghosts running around the world to assassinate and kill? Isn't it just to consolidate the fate of the country we have just established and prevent the hard-won peace and tranquility from going away?"

"But in the end, didn't the country dissolve us, deprive us of all our rights, and let the Dark Night Heaven only go underground?" Sun Chenfeng also pointed the finger at Li Huatian.

"For the sake of the overall situation, the country must do this, this is a last resort, besides, over the years, have you ever intervened in the development of the country outside?

"You guys, hum!" Long Banshan slammed the table, "Are you still going to kill us all?!"

Li Huatian was at the pass, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Suddenly, there was silence, and the heads of the three major martial arts organizations, Zhang Qingshan, and several of their respective elders looked at each other.

"Okay, I really don't understand you old men, obviously you have forgiven each other in your stomach, and now you still refuse to let go of each other? Face is so important? I don't remember the years when you left your heads and spilled blood for the country before you were adults? You all grew up in the dark night paradise, and you were born from the same root! I admit that I deliberately embellished the content a little when you passed the conversation between you, didn't you all soften when you learned that the other party's attitude was very good, and now that you are on the bar again, there is really no possibility of relaxation? Let these disciples below us continue to tease like this forever? Leave that money in the Swiss bank to raise capitalist bastard businessmen? Don't you want to take out that money earlier and do something useful?" Li Xiaomeng knew that he was a junior, but in fact, he was not qualified to reprimand anyone.

The people here are all tycoons who have experienced countless ups and downs for decades, and they have crossed more bridges than they have walked.

But if something doesn't break, no one will go down that step.

"Okay, let me be fair!" Zhang Qingshan sat up straight, extremely majestic, "The past is over, is it really bringing hatred into the coffin." The country has been reforming and opening up for decades, and we should also be flexible. Dark Night, Fist Sect, and Fengxing are now scattered, and their strength and use of resources are not the same as those of the Dark Night Paradise back then. Over the years, I have not belonged to any of your organizations, but I have always hoped that you can unite and unite your strength, so that you are worthy of the master, whether it is to contribute to your own development or to the country, there will be no harm in all benefits!"

Zhang Qingshan is the senior brother, and he is also the most outstanding one in kung fu and all aspects of his functions among everyone, although he has not asked about the world for many years, but his words still have prestige.

What's more, everyone has the same wish.

"I agree with Senior Brother's statement, no matter what, this time we must reorganize the Dark Night Paradise!" Long Banshan stood up with emotion, "The rules of the fighting tournament set by my father are now canceled, and we will take a new approach to this matter!"

"A new method?" Li Huatian and Sun Chenfeng looked at Long Banshan in confusion.

Li Xiaomeng smiled slightly, and then became serious again.

Long Banshan nodded fiercely: "Yes, a new method, an absolutely fair method!"

This book was first published.

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