The housekeeper in Mr. Zhang's house sent two invitations.

One was given to Shi Munan, one of the absolute powerful figures in Northern Xinjiang; The other was sent to the King of the Mountains, which had some prestige among the local forces in northern Xinjiang.

The content of the letter is simple:

At eight o'clock in the evening, the group of heroes pavilion Tianzi No. 1, the group of heroes gathered to discuss the country.

Zhang Zhongxuan

Being able to ask Old Man Zhang to send someone to deliver the letter in person, and it was also the old housekeeper to deliver the letter, is enough to see that Old Man Zhang attaches great importance to Shi Mu Nan and the King of the Mountain.

Shi Munan's eyes lit up, and after reading this short line of words, he could already be sure that this was indeed the handwriting of Old Man Zhang. In northern Xinjiang, only Mr. Zhang can "invite" himself so domineeringly.

"The old man 'please' the heroes of Northern Xinjiang to gather at eight o'clock tonight, what a big spirit!" Shi Mu Nan took a breath and calmed down some fluctuating emotions.

"Then we-" Haosheng didn't finish speaking, because he knew that Shi Mu Nan understood the meaning of the second half of his sentence.

"Go! Of course you have to go! The time for the showdown has come, and tonight, everything will have a result-" Shi Mu Nan looked at Haosheng meaningfully, and said lightly: "If you can succeed, you can fight here." ”

"Yes! Subordinates understand! Haosheng's heart sank, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he immediately replied, "My subordinates will arrange it." ”

"Hmm. Go ahead, everything goes according to plan. Shi Mu Nan instructed.

"Yes!" Haosheng answered, and began to prepare for tonight's gathering.

waited until Haosheng left, Shi Mu Nan turned around, but the moment he turned around, he didn't have that heroic temperament on his body, but there was an inexplicable helplessness.

"If you could start your life all over again, how good it would be to be an ordinary person. If you are not forced to be helpless, who is willing to embark on this road of no return! Who can understand me?! Who can understand me!! ”

Shi Munan's inner roar, endless shouts, and childlike confusion at this moment, no one can hear, no one can see, and no one can feel it. Everything, everything, he can only carry it alone, and walk alone on this road of no return.

The loneliness in my heart has been suppressed for decades, and tonight, all my preparations will be known, and I can only succeed, not fail! Because, I don't have the next chance!

Come on, come on, decades of preparation will be seen today!

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When he saw the contents of his heart, the first thought in the mountain king's heart was: It's finally here.

In his opinion, the so-called gathering of heroes in Northern Xinjiang is a joke at all, it is nothing more than Old Man Zhang, Shi Munan, and his own tripartite forces, and the rest of the many small forces did not form an alliance under the blows of the three parties, but depended on the three parties to survive.

At such a turbulent time in northern Xinjiang, the gathering of heroes in this sensitive period is nothing more than an excuse to hide people's eyes, and the real purpose is probably to give an explanation to some people.

It seems that the **** of this period in Northern Xinjiang can be ended. The King of Mountains said silently in his heart.

"Ah Hu, everything is going according to plan, there will definitely be a dragon fight tonight!" The King of the Mountains commanded.

"Yes, I'll get ready right away." After Ah Hu finished speaking, he left here and went down to prepare.

Looking at the slightly red clouds outside the window, the Mountain King seemed to see a blood-colored picture scroll slowly unfolding.

Northern Xinjiang will usher in another round of bloody storms.

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Except for Shi Mu Nan and the Mountain King, the invitations were personally sent by the old housekeeper, and the rest of the small forces in Northern Xinjiang naturally had someone to inform them. As for whether they dare to come? Joke, the three major forces in Northern Xinjiang have gathered, the time has come for such an obvious choice to take sides, do they dare to come?

Not coming? Hmph, then wait and bear the wrath of tonight's winner.

Sometimes people can be stupid, but they can't be stupid and have no brains, and I believe that no small force in northern Xinjiang dares to provoke the three major forces, and none of these three is a fuel-efficient lamp. There is no figure like Yan Xishan in northern Xinjiang, who can maneuver easily among the three forces of the Japanese, the Eighth Route Army, and the Kuomintang, dance on three eggs, and be popular with all three parties, it is estimated that there is only one family.

Obviously, there has not been such a character in Northern Xinjiang, Old Man Zhang, Shi Munan, and the King of the Mountains, and it is impossible for the three of them to let a character like Yan Xishan appear in Northern Xinjiang.

It is said that it is a gathering of heroes, and it is better to call it a gathering of three heroes, but everyone knows that these aspects still have to be done.

For a whole morning, the large and small forces in northern Xinjiang received invitations from Mr. Zhang, of course, saying "please" also gave them face, after all, it was rare for them to even see Mr. Zhang.

Many forces immediately said that they would definitely be there tonight and would never help the old man in the face.

As soon as the person who sent the invitation left, the small leaders of these forces contacted each other one after another, and after confirming that each other had received the same invitation, they realized that something big might happen in the north of Xinjiang again. Immediately contacted the support behind each other-Shi Mu Nan or the King of the Mountain.

After this inquiry, I learned that Mr. Zhang sent the old housekeeper to personally send two invitations to invite the two to the banquet, and the two immediately said that they would definitely be there in the evening. Only then was everyone relieved. After all, the master is not there, but he has arrived, isn't this a substitute?

This is the taboo of the survival of these small forces, and it is also their sorrow - they have no control over their own fate.

Of course, how many people in this world can control their own destiny? It's just a few people, it's not you, it's not me, maybe it's those people who are outside the world. On this day, many people were waiting in a busy state, and there were also many timid people who were trembling and uneasy, and even thought of not being able to get sick, or even moving their families. No matter what they think, from the moment they received Mr. Zhang's invitation, they were destined to be the "guests" tonight, even as a spectator, they must have the consciousness of a spectator.

Time flickered, and in a blink of an eye, it was already night, and it was not far from the time given by Mr. Zhang - at this moment, how could it be as if the time given by Mr. Zhang was like an ultimatum?

The Pavilion of Heroes.

Located in the golden area of Urumqi City, Qunxiong Pavilion is a seven-storey retro-style high-rise building, each floor has a different environmental layout, of course, the higher the better, the corresponding consumption is more expensive.

Such a building, which looks different in the surrounding environment, can firmly gain a foothold in the golden mile, and no force dares to make trouble here, for only one reason, that is, this restaurant is actually one of Mr. Zhang's industries.

The Qunxiong Pavilion was built by Mr. Zhang to remember the many heroes of Northern Xinjiang in those years, just to commemorate the heroes of Northern Xinjiang in that year.

In the words of Mr. Zhang, when people are old, they always like to reminisce, so they build a building, which can be regarded as nostalgia for those people and things back then.

Old man Zhang's words led to the existence of the Heroes' Pavilion.

The exterior decoration is magnificent, the style is extraordinary, and the exterior decoration of the restaurant alone is estimated to cost hundreds of millions of yuan!

The cost of the interior below the three floors is equivalent to the cost of an ordinary five-star hotel, and it does not seem to be anything special, but from the three floors upwards, the decoration of each floor is different, but it has a common characteristic, that is, solemnity and coldness.

Yes, the decoration of a hotel gives it a solemn, cold feeling - is the man who built this building an idiot?

No! This is the request of Mr. Zhang, in his old man's words: the lower three floors are for ordinary people, and the upper ones are not ordinary people, so it is the best.

Therefore, the superstructure of the Qunxiong Pavilion is more inclined to a kind of martial style, no entertainment, no style of crepe, very straightforward, very simple, simple, but without losing the atmosphere, majestic, majestic.