Not long after, a twenty-six or seventeen-year-old young man followed Xie Wendong closer.

This person is slender, about one meter eight, tall and thin, his facial features are relatively rough, his appearance is not handsome, but he is not ugly, although he is behind Dongxin Lei, and he is just a person, but his upper body still naturally exudes a sense of arrogance.

The people of Mochizuki Pavilion seem to have an innate sense of superiority in front of Hongmen, regardless of whether the relationship is good or bad.

The young man did not squint, neither looked at the layout of the room, nor looked at how many people from Beihongmen were standing around, calmly walked to Xie Wendong's approach, nodded his head, and said, "Xie Wendong, hello!" ”

Xie Wendong doesn't know martial arts, but he can see, just looking at the elegant figure of this young man when he walks, he can feel that he is not the same as ordinary people, and it is estimated that his skills should be on par with Yuan Tianzhong, but it is a pity that Yuan Tianzhong is not here now, otherwise he can figure out the right identity through him. He smiled and said, "Hello, friend of Mochizuki Pavilion. ”

"I'm ranked third, and my brothers like to call me third brother, and Mr. Xie can call me junior." The youth said.

"Oh!" Xie Wendong waved his hand indifferently and said, "Please sit down!" ”

The young man named Xiao San was also not polite, and sat down on the sand opposite Xie Wendong generously, and then took out a letter from his pocket, handed it forward, and said, "This is a handwritten letter from the pavilion master to Mr. Xie. ”

As a result, Xie Wendong didn't take it apart immediately, put it on the coffee table casually, and asked with a smile: "Do you know what my relationship with Mochizuki Pavilion is now?" ”

was stunned for a moment, and said, "It should be a hostile relationship,"

Xie Wendong said, "You still dare to come to me knowing that it is a hostile relationship?" Yesterday, I just killed a few people from Mochizuki Pavilion. As he spoke, he looked at each other with a smile.

Xiao San was not surprised, it seemed that he had already known about it, he smiled and said: "The two armies are fighting, and if you don't kill them, I'm just a little disciple who came to deliver the letter, and I think I won't be embarrassed by Mr. Xie." ”

"Haha!" Xie Wendong looked up and smiled, and said: "In my concept, there has never been a distinction between big people and small people, as long as it is my enemy, I have only one means for him, no matter what his identity is. ”

Xiao San shrugged his shoulders and said, "If Mr. Xie says so, then I have no choice, my task is to deliver the letter, and now the letter has been delivered." Mr. Xie wants to kill, scrape whatever. After speaking, he was not afraid, but said half-jokingly: "It seems that I have broken into the tiger's mouth." ”

Xie Wendong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, this young man is quite interesting. He lifted the envelope, took out the letter paper from it, and unfolded it to see that the letter was indeed written by the Pavilion Master of Mochizuki Pavilion, at least in the tone of the Pavilion Master, the content was very simple, a few sentences, mainly to ask him to return the bodies of Shi Wenjun and several disciples, and said that no matter how bad the relationship between the two parties was, it would return to the roots, which was a tradition.

After reading it, Xie Wendong closed the letter, looked at Xiao San, and asked, "Do you know a thing or two about the content of this letter?!" ”

Xiao San nodded and said, "The Pavilion Master should have asked Mr. Xie to send Elder Shi's body back to the Moon Pavilion. ”

"That's right!" Xie Wendong tapped his fingers lightly on the coffee table and said, "You go back and tell your pavilion master that I have already disposed of the corpse of the society and have left nothing." ”

Frowning, Xiao San did not answer immediately, but stared at Xie Wendong with his eyes, faintly flashing with firelight.

After a while, he took a deep breath and said quietly: "People die safely!" Elder Shi is dead, no matter how deep the grievances with Mr. Xie were during his lifetime, and no matter how big the contradictions between Mochizuki Pavilion and Mr. Xie are, since the person is gone, then everything is no longer related to him, Mr. Xie shouldn't use a dead person to vent his anger, right? ”

Xie Wendong smiled and said: "People, I have already buried it, I will tell you the place of burial, Mochizuki Pavilion wants a corpse, yes, then come and get it yourself, but you also have to be careful that it is a living person who is sent, but in the end it is a corpse that goes back." ”

Xiao San nodded, then stood up and smiled deeply: "Mr. Xie is threatening us?" ”

Seeing him stand up, the nerves of Jinyan and the others also tightened, and they all stepped forward.

Xie Wendong smiled and flicked his fingers, and said, "This is not a threat, I'm just telling the truth!" What Elder Shi has done is unforgivable, he is dead, this account will naturally be counted on the head of Mochizuki Pavilion, I can tell you frankly now, from today onwards, I will kill one of the people of Mochizuki Pavilion, and I will never tolerate softness, you are an exception, and the only exception, before I change my attention, it is best to disappear from front of me immediately, and never come back. In addition, I also hope that you can truthfully convey my intention to your pavilion master, if you want to kill me, just come, whether it is a famous gun or a secret arrow, I am waiting for him here! ”

Xiao San clenched his fists, the bone joints gurgled, and after a while, he smiled and said, "Okay! I will definitely convey Mr. Xie's meaning to the pavilion master, and I will take my leave! ”

"Don't send it!"

Turning around, Xiao San's face suddenly turned iron-blue, his eyes radiated a fierce light, and he didn't ask Xie Wendong anymore to bury Shi Wenjun there, and strode out of the villa.

Although the relationship between the two sides has become stalemate, Xie Wendong's words are so tough that Dong Xinlei and the others still shake their heads secretly.

After eating the rest of the breakfast, Xie Wendong took Peng Ling to the suburbs by car, first to pick up Jinpeng, and then went to the hospital together.

found the female doctor, and everyone asked her how Jin Rong was doing. The female doctor is Jin Rong's attending doctor, and she knows her condition very well. She said: "Miss Jin's condition is relatively stable and out of danger, but she still hasn't woken up. She led the group to the ward.

The ward where Jin Rong is located is a high-level ward, and it is one of the best in terms of conditions and equipment.

When she came to the door, the female doctor did not let everyone in, but could only visit through the window.

Jin Rong was lying alone on the hospital bed, her eyes were closed, she didn't move, covered with a white sheet, with an oxygen mask on her face, and an infusion tube in her arm.

Xie Wendong held on to the glass window, stared at it for a long time, turned his head and asked, "When will Rong Rong wake up?" ”

The female doctor shook her head and said, "I can't be sure of this, maybe it's three hours, maybe three days, maybe longer, it depends on Miss Jin's own will, if she doesn't want to wake up, then her coma will be indefinite." ”

"What?" When everyone heard this, they were all taken aback.

Jin Peng was moved when he heard this, he had to tremble, and asked in a condensed voice: "Doctor, do you mean that Rong Rong will become a vegetative person?" ”

The female doctor hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Old man, you don't have to be nervous, I just said that there is such a possibility, which is usually rare, and the probability will not exceed one in 10,000." “

"Oh!"

After hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that this was the case, the one in 10,000 chance would not be caught up by Jin Rong so coincidentally. People consoled themselves in their hearts.

Xie Wendong said with a straight face: This time is going to be Dr. Lao, you have to worry a lot.

The female doctor looked at Xie Wendong and said with a smile: Mr. Xie, you are welcome, I will do my best to treat Miss Jin. In the eyes of female doctors, today's Xie Wendong is different from yesterday, a little more mature and steady, and he speaks politely, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like the top big brother of China's underworld......

Xie Wendong nodded, then held Jin Peng's arm and comforted: Old man, Rong Rong will be fine, let's go back!

It's just a day later, Jin Peng looks a lot older, and Jin Rong is like this, he can't stand it, let alone the old man!

Jin Peng understood Xie Wendong's kindness, he smiled and shook his head, and said in a low voice: I want to stay a little longer.

Xie Wendong sighed, bit his lip, and said, "Okay, old man, I'll accompany you."

Jin Peng's stay was a whole day, Xie Wendong didn't go anywhere on this day, he stayed with Jin Peng, and it was not until the evening when the hospital began to clean up the accompanying family members that Jin Peng left the hospital.

Sending someone to send the old man home, Xie Wendong sat in the car, leaned back tiredly, raised his head, and sighed.

He didn't know when Jin Rong would wake up, although the doctor said that the possibility of not waking up was very small, it didn't mean that it didn't exist, what if Jin Rong never woke up? What should the old man do? What to do on your own? He had a vague sense of foreboding in his heart, lingering and making his heart feel numb.

Peng Ling, who was sitting next to him, shook his hand vigorously, although he didn't speak, everything was silent.

In the evening, at about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Xie Wendong was in a daze of sleep, and the phone next to his pillow suddenly vibrate, and he lay on the bed for a while before picking up the phone, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What's the matter?" ”

The call was from Dong Xinlei, and he said in a nervous tone: "Brother Dong, something happened in Nanjing." ”

After a while, Xie Wendong, who was dizzy, reacted, looked at Peng Ling, who was sleeping beside him, and said softly: "Wait!" With that, he quietly got out of bed, walked into the bathroom, closed the door with his backhand, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Brother Dong, the Nanjing branch has been attacked by the Qing Gang on a large scale, and now the hall is tight, and in addition, Yu Dejiang, who is in charge of the Nanjing branch, was assassinated at home."

Nanjing Tangkou was originally in charge of Wei Zidan, but later Wei Zidan was killed in Shanghai, so Yu Dejiang, the deputy head of the branch, was promoted and asked to temporarily take charge of the Nanjing branch.

After Xie Wendong heard this, he had a headache, the Green Gang would really find an opportunity, he had just fallen out with the Moon Pavilion, and was about to deal with the Moon Pavilion with all his might, when the Green Gang jumped out and was obviously robbed while the fire was burning. What a cockroach that can't be killed!