For Wang Ming, who is currently teaching at Huaqing High School, his family does not seem to be very wealthy, and even the sofa seems to be from the last century.

The family is a one-bedroom and two-living room, he is alone, he has no wife, he has been in the underworld for so many years, and he has a family, but many years ago, he offended the enemy and was killed, at that time, Wang Ming was not present, and he didn't know that his family was killed by people.

She had a daughter, and her daughter died with his wife, which was something that only happened after he joined the Executive Board, and it has been two years since he joined the Executive Board.

As for why he wants to join the Executive Board, this is still a reason for Wang Ming, he has become accustomed to "Orion", this organization that does other business under the banner of money, although he has the "Asura" mutation gene in that organization, but he has become a tool for killing, everything is dominated by the desire of the organization, he is used to this kind of idea of living for others, so leaving is freedom.

Wang Ming was wearing a somewhat faded blue soft pajamas, lying on a rattan chair, holding a blue book in one hand, holding a coffee cup in the other, reading with a relaxed expression, his figure looked very strong, especially when he took off his coat, it was especially obvious, strong muscles, leaving this small flat head, turning the book in his hand page after page.

......The doorbell rang inadvertently in Wang Ming's doorbell, who would come so late? Thinking about it so late, no one should come, Wang Ming knew that he didn't have many acquaintances around here, and even if he did, he wouldn't come so late.

The person outside the door seemed to be very impatient, kept knocking on the door, refusing to let go, should be very angry for something, the vibration of the door, drove the nearby wall, and also shook up, Wang Ming's door, did not install an anti-theft door, he couldn't listen to it, so he reluctantly walked off the recliner, put down the book and coffee cup, wrapped in pajamas, and walked towards the door.

When he got closer and closer, the knock on the door also rumbled louder and louder, Wang Ming really couldn't figure out who knocked on the door in the middle of the night, and he was so impatient, but after that, there was an old woman's shout outside the door, listening to the voice, Wang Ming also knew that outside the door, who knocked on the door so late, it turned out to be the charter wife.

"Open the door, don't you want to pay the rent, tomorrow is the last day, if you don't pay the rent again, don't live here, hurry up and pack up and leave." The voice outside the door, the voice is stern, the thief is ugly, but under the eaves of others, it is inevitable to hear a bad word, these years, Wang Ming in order to avoid the enemy, has not dared to have a fixed residence, has been fighting guerrilla warfare.

His residence is basically changed every three months, but it is basically near Huaqing High School, and it is not very far, he has lived in this Liyuan community for two months, this is the last month, and it is also the time when Wang Ming is about to change the battlefield.

After knowing who it is, this is much easier, and Wang Ming is not surprised that the charter wife collects rent at night, because as early as the previous month, the charter wife had already collected such rent, and at that time, Wang Ming remembered that it was already more than nine o'clock.

"Don't worry, I'll be right here. He said kind words in his mouth, but what did Wang Ming think in his heart, of course he was irritable, he couldn't stand the practice of collecting rent in the middle of the night, couldn't he collect it during the day, yes, anyway, these days, he will leave.

When he opened the door, Wang Ming saw the uncomfortable face of the charter wife, who was about fifty years old, wearing reading glasses, some difficult eyes, wearing a red cotton jacket, but it was quite cold outside, and the temperature inside the house was nearly ten degrees.

After watching Wang Ming open the door, the original irritable complexion suddenly disappeared, she tilted her head and tried her best to look at the layout of Wang Ming's house, but because of Wang Ming's strong body, she couldn't see it, so she asked.

"Are you going to stay here next month? If you do, you will pay the rent tomorrow, if you don't live, you will move out tomorrow, and I will bring in some new tenants to live in, and I can't let this house be so empty, and the rent will be collected at night, and it will be so cold, so I will remind you, young people, for fear that you young people will forget." ”

Similar whining words, Wang Ming had already heard it last month, it was simply a reproduction of a mold, and the tone was the same, without change, after listening to it, Wang Ming nodded and said.

"Don't you just want money? Wait, I'll give it to you now, tomorrow morning, I still have something to do, so I won't give it to you." Wang Ming looked patient, then turned his head and walked into the house, and after about half a minute, he walked out of the house, holding a pile of money with a thick cushion in his hand, all of which were hundred-yuan bills.

"Here, it's two thousand dollars, not a penny, not a lot. Wang Ming put the money in the palm of the charter wife's hand, and then held her rough hand and grabbed it, although he said it, but this money, where is there two thousand, it is two thousand five, more, it can be regarded as doing something good.

The charter lady took the money in her hand, didn't say anything, didn't count it, nodded her head, turned her head in approval, and was about to go back.

Looking at the back of the chartered wife leaving, Wang Ming couldn't help but smile, this chartered woman is very pitiful, helpless, and her wife has also left, several children under her knees, who go to work, marry others, listen to people nearby, those children, have not been back home for many days, she has become an empty nest old man.

With a helpless smile, Wang Ming was about to go back to the house, and he was indifferent about what happened just now, as if he was used to it, and he didn't say anything, and he was about to close the door.

But when Wang Ming was about to close the door, there was an inexplicable power, trying to open the door and not let it close to death, behind him, Wang Ming only felt that there was a cold aura mixed there, and there was a sword aura, the cold sword aura was lingering, half of Wang Ming's body had already entered the house, one hand, but it was still on the doorknob in the house, he already felt that something was wrong.

Because this sword qi is too familiar to him, he has seen the owner of this sword, and he has also suffered the loss of this sword, and on Wang Ming's back, there are still scars left by the sword.

Wang Ming began to be lucky, and transferred his strength to his hand, with the help of the power of the "Asura" mutation gene, the hand that was parked on the doorknob was exposed, and his hand was slowly getting bigger, and the strong grip actually made the doorknob deformed, and then, it was pinched to pieces, and there was no scum left.

The door was hidden, Wang Ming could feel that the person behind the door had not walked away, he was still there, he was only separated by a door, he could feel the strength of that person, but because the person's strength was not as good as his own, the advantage gradually showed up in Wang Ming.

And at this time, a trace of hesitation flashed in Wang Ming's mind, and the power of resistance outside the door also stopped, no longer opening the door, but a sword aura attacked him, facing the sense of crisis, Wang Ming hurriedly flashed by the side of the door, ran, and walked to the side of the door.

Sure enough, as soon as Wang Ming came to a safer place in the house, the door was split open by a sharp sword, and the door was also split into pieces because of the sharp sword, the wooden planks crackled, and the sawdust flew in the air, blocking the sight of the person who split the door.

Wang Ming inadvertently turned his head, only then did he realize who the person was, he was half-squatting, his white hair fluttered in the breeze, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, his head was lowered, his expression was serene, and he held a long sword with a black gold hilt, the sword body was slightly curved, and it was still engraved - the four small characters of white gold of Yihe Hengliu, he held the sword in his left hand, and the sword pointed to the sky behind him.

"I haven't seen you for the last few days, don't come to harm, the underworld boxer. With a low and clear voice, Yihe Hengliu slowly put away his sword, put the sword in the black scabbard on his left waist, and slowly stood up, letting his white hair flutter in the wind, he was also indifferent, but his eyes were looking at Wang Ming who was in the room, his brows furrowed slightly, and he walked towards Wang Ming.

After Yihe Hengliu walked into the house, Wang Ming saw He Ling also walking over with Yihe Hengliu, her look made Wang Ming shudder, he knew He Ling, he was one of the twelve hackers in the "Orion" organization, how could he not know He Ling, although He Ling is not a big person, but she has a lot of say in the organization, after all, she is the person in charge of the organization in the Xuanwu District.

As for the girl beside He Ling, Yin Xue, Wang Ming was disdainful, he didn't feel the threat on her, so it didn't matter.

Yihe Hengliu came with the mentality that it is either you die or I die, and after leaving the organization for so many years, and joining the Executive Board, it is clear that they will not know where they live, and now, why can they find themselves, whether they have leaked themselves or others have leaked themselves, which can't help but make Wang Ming suspicious.

And Wang Ming is by no means a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, for Yihe Hengliu, there has been a war between them, that is when he left the organization, Yihe Hengliu has already looked at himself as a traitor, and wants to kill himself, for Yihe Hengliu, death is the best way to treat a traitor.

"What, is it just like this to treat old friends? Isn't it okay to drink a cup of tea?" He Ling walked forward from behind Yihe Hengliu, and without asking, he came to the dining table, looked at the empty dining table, and asked Wang Ming who was on the side.

Listening to He Ling's tone, Wang Ming knew what she wanted to express, so he snorted, turned around, faced He Ling in front of him, and said with a grin.

"Breaking the door of my house, what else do you need me to do with you, shouldn't you use my fist?"

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