Chapter Seventy-Seven: Awakening

The dawn struggles to rise again, but what is it that drives people to live? is just the desire to live?

Maybe most people think so, but not only that, but people are still walking in the rivers and lakes.

Last night's turmoil finally affected Xicheng, and the shocking and terrifying news of Li Zhen's fall permeated this small and small rivers and lakes, as if it was suddenly covered with a haze, and people were panicked.

Li really fell easily, which also indicated that if the giant crocodile hiding in the shadows wanted the Emperor Nine Mansion to fall, then the Emperor Nine Mansion would definitely not survive.

And it was this terrible news that became a huge bargaining chip.

Liu Xianxiang received a call the next moment when he got the news, this call came from a woman, Huang Danqing, one of the seven major shareholders of the dark web in Beicheng, although the turmoil of the past few nights has shattered the dark web, but it is precisely because of this exciting news that the dark web is once again invincible.

Liu Xianxiang was silent, he may not know who he was fighting against, he would rather never know, but now, it was time for him to face it.

Whether to continue to stay in the Dijiu Mansion, a big ship that is already full of holes, or to step on this huge wave that sweeps the rivers and lakes.

The answer is obvious, this is obviously an absolutely correct multiple-choice question, but the moment he hung up the phone, his expression was extraordinarily solemn.

Putting down the phone, he said to Lao Xia beside him, "Take me to see my dad." ”

This sentence, since two years ago, after he took over the Liu family, he thought that he would not talk about it, but now, he thinks that the Liu family has reached the moment of life and death.

Leaving the company, Liu Xianxiang sat in the back seat of the Maybach, looking up at the light outside the panoramic skylight, but his fists were slowly clenched.

Tomorrow morning is Election Day, and tonight, what kind of storm will blow?

On the top floor of the Xicheng Emperor Nine Building, everything is preparing for tomorrow morning's election day, and whether this crumbling building can survive tonight is a question.

The few people who gathered again, Wei Qinghe sitting in the center of the round table were Hejing, Chuangzi, Guanzi, Chen Can and others, and those who were absent may never appear here.

Wei Qinghe looked around at these consuls who were able to appear last, and it was ironic that the people who appeared here did not get any benefits brought by the Emperor Nine Mansions, and those who would never appear had already fallen into the deep sea with that heavy wealth.

The last person to open the door was Li Banruo, who had just woken up from his slumber, and he glanced at it, and finally he was not surprised by the vacant seats.

Finding a random place to sit down, Li Panruo finally felt a little more energetic, he rubbed his temples and said, "Last night, what happened again?"

He Jing looked at Li Panruo's appearance and wanted to say something, but when it came to her throat again, she didn't speak.

"That lone wolf, dead. On the contrary, at this time, Wei Qinghe broke the deadlock and said, the news has reached Xicheng, she knows that Li Banruo will know one day if she hides it, it is better to give Li Banruo a good time now.

Everyone looked at Wei Qinghe, who was straightforward and fast-talking, and He Jing considered what the impact of telling Li Banruo such a news at this juncture would be there, but after thinking for a while, he did not come to a very satisfactory conclusion, so he chose to remain silent.

Li Panruo's movements stopped, he lowered his head deeply, so that everyone couldn't see his expression clearly, and then muttered: "That guy, how can he die..."

"He died at the hands of a man from the capital named Luo Qingcang, that is, last night, this successor who took over the dark web got rid of Li Zhen, and now, his target is us. Wei Qinghe continued, barely giving Li Banruo any room for buffer.

As the name Luo Qingcang came out of Wei Qinghe's mouth, Li Panruo's expression was a little more trance-like, he thought of the man in the Li family compound who made Ma gentle and taboo to tremble, he thought of the impeccable goshawk at the wedding, and finally he slowly raised his head, and then said: "As far as I know, Luo Qingcang is his senior brother, and he is also the person he has been looking for, although I don't know why he has been looking for Luo Qingcang, but his purpose is to kill this invincible guy." ”

Everyone was stunned, they didn't know why Li Banruo said such a thing at this juncture, but Hejing's expression was a little playful, she was waiting for Li Banruo to say an amazing fact.

"This storm is not created by the times, but by man-made, and the people who created this storm are not to defeat the Emperor Nine Mansions, or to take Xicheng, for them, this is just a wild land, and we are the victims of this storm. Li Panruo said, his expression was calm, but his eyes were filled with a kind of fire.

This is a kind of unwillingness, or just a kind of helplessness.

"Li Panruo, how much do you know?" Chuang Zi couldn't help asking.

"Maybe if I tell you everything I know, you may not want to believe it, and who can face up to the fact that he is just a pawn?" Li Banruo said, lighting a cigarette, he sorted out everything about Abin, and slowly connected it, he felt a little scary, since the day this lone wolf appeared, his life has been turned upside down.

And he is a witness to the changes of this era, he may not have seen where this river and lake came from, but he is now a little convinced that he has the opportunity to see where this river and lake came from.

Everything is so ironic, but it seems to be doomed.

"Li Panruo. He Jing slowly said this name, as if she hoped that Li Banruo would not say it, but she also knew that she couldn't stop Li Banruo.

At this moment, Li Banruo is no longer the gangster who guards the wanderer, this man has already walked through tens of millions, mountains and rivers, grievances and hatreds.

No one can stop this bastard from growing, not even Li Panruo himself.

"Maybe you haven't heard of the Three-Character Sword. Li Banruo said this, regardless of everyone's puzzled expressions, and continued to speak slowly.

"The purpose of Abin coming to Xicheng is for this thing, including what will happen in the future, which is a sign that this city will be turbulent because of this thing, and now the core of this storm is also this thing, and this person who made Li Zhen evaporate overnight, Luo Qingcang, has only one purpose, that is, the three-character sword. ”

And what is this three-character sword?

Li Banruo's heart spontaneously gave birth to the most primitive doubts.

He seemed to touch it, but it seemed out of reach.