Zhang Fei stayed in the memory room for more than two hours before coming out. When she came out, she looked even more tired. After she walked out of the second defense door, Li Man hurriedly stepped forward to support her. Li Man rubbed her back with the palm of his hand and asked, "Do you have to fight so hard?" ”

Seeing that Zhang Fei didn't answer, she had to ask again: "Where next?" ”

Zhang Fei said weakly: "Go to the teacher and sit down." ”

"Today is not Chairman Sima's day of sobriety."

"I know, I just miss him and want to see him."

After the two returned to the ground, Li Man called a security convoy to the security department, and the two got into bulletproof cars and drove with the convoy to the suburbs.

Zhang Fei was originally tired and anxious, but after entering the door of the ward, she saw Teacher Sima lying on the hospital bed drooling and sleeping, but she was inexplicably relieved a lot.

She sat down on the chair at the head of the bed, put her head on the teacher's arm, and began to whisper, "Teacher, this is too hard! It's simply something that can't be done. Almost every moment I wondered: what to do? What to do? What to do? When others have a problem, they can find someone to talk to, but I can't talk to anyone but you. I have no one to sue, nowhere to say. If you really lose consciousness by this time, then I am the only one left in the world to fight for this.

"Alone, teacher! I'm really tired. Sometimes I really want to just give up. I don't want to be a savior! Who cares about the future of humanity! I just want to be an ordinary little girl, to go to the cinema with my friends to watch a movie, to be a brain-dead fan to chase handsome stars, and to find a silly boy to fall in love......"

Sima Zhengyi was woken up by the voice next to him, opened his eyes, saw that the top of Zhang Fei's head was in front of him, habitually touched it with his hand, and said, "Xiaofei, are you lazy again." Have you finished the homework I assigned, can't you see your mother if you can't finish it~"

Zhang Fei looked up at the teacher's kind face, listening to him say what he would have said to his eight-year-old self ten years ago, knowing that the teacher's illness had worsened again, and his consciousness had returned to at least eight years ago. She couldn't help but cry in a sad whisper.

At that time, many people thought that Sima Zhengyi was crazy to let Zhang Fei be his successor. How can a teenage girl lead a huge martial arts empire. But Sima Zhengyi is not a fool. He has fought against scammers all his life, and of course he respects making major decisions with a scientific attitude.

He was very glad that he had met Zhang Fei, and he happened to have no descendants, so it was logical for Zhang Fei to inherit the behemoth he had established.

In fact, he had long felt powerless. He is just an ordinary person, and he has no unusual abilities. The members of the guild are all martial artists, and their numbers are increasing, and their abilities are getting bigger and bigger, and the types of abilities are also varied. How to control them? How to use them? How to meet their demands? These questions have always bothered him.

The state clearly wants to grasp this power, and the warrior group obviously does not want to be bound by this. For example, the young warrior group led by Zhu Bu Liang and secretly erected a huge obstacle to the promulgation of the "Martial Artist Self-Discipline Regulations".

The "Regulations on the Self-Discipline of Martial Artists" is a regulation jointly issued by the Association and the Ministry of Public Security on how to investigate, arrest and arrest martial artists suspected of violating the law and committing crimes. Prior to the introduction of the ordinance, it was difficult for the police composed of ordinary people to arrest martial artists suspected of committing crimes, given their unusual abilities. If they insist on arresting, it is often the police who lose their troops and the warriors who flee. In the early pursuit of Qi Yunsheng, the police sacrificed nearly 100 police officers one after another.

Therefore, the Ministry of Public Security, in conjunction with the Martial Arts Association, issued this regulation on how to arrest martial artists involved in crimes. The "Regulations on the Self-Discipline of Martial Artists" stipulates that the guild shall establish a criminal and criminal martial arts investigation department, which shall have three self-discipline investigation teams, each of which shall be composed of 20 young combatant warriors led by a master in the guild, and a police officer shall serve as the deputy leader. Their main job is to be responsible for arresting military suspects at the request of the Ministry of Public Security.

However, the reason why the young martial arts group led by Zhu Buliang did not want this regulation to be promulgated was to prevent the guild from establishing a "Illegal and Criminal Martial Artists Investigation Department", mainly because it would affect the unity of the martial artists and provoke infighting among the martial artists. Another potential reason is: how can we warriors be handed over to ordinary people for detention, trial, and imprisonment? We are evolved new humans, we are transhumans! To use an analogy: Would humans agree to let chimpanzees detain, judge, and imprison themselves?

In the early days of the establishment of the guild, on the issue of how to improve the internal force, the members were naturally divided into three factions: the internal force of the exercises, the natural spiritual power, and the scientific particle school. Later, with the tension with the government departments, the members of the guild were divided into the faction of respecting the law and serving the country and the faction of super-legal newcomers.

The faction of respecting the law and serving the country believes that no matter how powerful the warrior is, after all, the warrior is a citizen of this country, so they have the responsibility to respect the law and serve the country.

The super-legal newcomers believe that martial artists are a new race of people that are different from ordinary people in the new era, and they are a new direction for human evolution. And the current law is only a code of conduct set by ordinary human beings for themselves, which cannot bind us new human beings at all. We, the new human beings, should make our own laws to regulate ourselves, and establish in our own laws our privileges above ordinary people.

Sima Zhengyi was anxious in the face of this situation. If he didn't have Guo Songshan's Dinghaishen Needle by his side, he didn't know if he would have been torn to pieces by these guys. He knows that he is a man who has more than enough to create and not enough to do. And he naturally hates power struggles and hates infighting.

So he can only devote his energy to how to make money. Fortunately, he really has a talent in this area, the guild's industry continues to expand, and after a large amount of funds enter the guild, it really eases the internal antagonistic atmosphere, at least so that the factions do not fight for monetary interests.

In this case, Zhang Fei came to him like an angel. At the beginning, he really liked this little girl because he looked at her differently. Of course, if her father wasn't that annoying Zhang Zhaozhong, it would be even more perfect.

In Sima Zhengyi's slow contact with her, some of this girl's thoughts completely shocked him, if the world really developed as this girl said, then where will we humans go?

He thought about it again and again, and finally decided to hand over this bad situation to Zhang Fei to take care of. He can't play this big chess game with hundreds of lines. Those who can work harder, or leave it to those who have the ability to go down.

Zhang Fei was also caught off guard, she was just a little girl, "I just provided an idea, but I didn't expect the scared teacher to leave it alone." Alas! Helpless little Zhang Fei can only pick up this heavy burden.

It wasn't until Zhang Fei was older that she felt that the suffering seemed to be boundless, far beyond the fun brought by power.