"I suddenly remembered that although you didn't hurt anyone or kill anyone, you ......" Speaking of this, Li Xiaofei said, "You seem to have threatened me just now."

"What do you want?"

Kong Weilan's hand holding the sword, the green tendons bulged again.

"It's easy."

Li Xiaofei said, "Apologize to me."

Kong Weilan breathed a sigh of relief.

Without hesitation, he said, "I'm sorry."

Saying sorry is actually hard.

But compared to watching his father die in front of him without drawing his sword, what is there to bear to say sorry?

What does it matter if you eat all the and suck a fart again?

Li Xiaofei shook his head.

"That's not the way to apologize."

He looked at the demi-saint in front of him, who thought he was forbearing, and said, "Kneel."

Poof.

Kong Weilan knelt in the muddy water without hesitation.

Bang bang bang.

Li Xiaofei walked over.

Lift your feet.

Stepping on his head.

"Remember that feeling."

Li Xiaofei said: "If you don't want to be trampled on your head, you can use the greatest effort, the fastest speed, and the most amazing way to become holy, I am looking forward to your growth."

Kong Weilan's entire face was trampled into the muddy water.

But he didn't struggle.

Not even trembling anymore.

Li Xiaofei lifted his foot.

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Kong Weilan got up.

He didn't even wipe the rain off his face before he quickly left.

The four young and beautiful female swordsmen, holding their swords in their arms, chased after them.

The people of the two major families are retreating and leaving.

But the slum warriors who flocked from all sides had already surrounded them.

Looking down from the sky, it's like an angry hurricane encircling an island.

Li Xiaofei did not make another move.

And the masters of the two major families who had been killing and robbing in the slums before were identified one by one and then pulled out of the crowd.

After some confirmation, he was killed on the spot.

The rain mixed with the blood, silencing the entire central square.

The sound of the blade cutting through flesh is the only one in a rainy night.

This night, many people did not sleep well.

And the most sleepable among them is Qin Weilong.

"Dead? Are they all dead?"

In the safe house of the private villa, he received news from the outside, confirming the death of the patriarch and secretary of the two families, Song Qianjin, and the whole person fell into an impotent rage and great fear.

Why does this monster appear in Haijing City?

The combination of a no-holds-barred style and the strength of a violent slaughter would make this monster a disaster for anyone in power.

But where did he come from?

In the safe house, which was known as absolute defense, Qin Weilong did not have the slightest sense of security.

He paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pot.

Suddenly, Qin Weilong thought of something.

"No, I'm going to the Grand Commander."

Like a drowning man finding driftwood, he suddenly had a plan, immediately dressed up, and then went to the Knife Sharpening Hall under the protection of four henchmen.

With the dignity of the first city leader, how could he have been so embarrassed?

What's more, he himself is a master of the Divine Realm.

Hurried to the Knife Sharpening Hall.

Outside the door.

Qin Weilong saw Xue Xuanqi.

He snorted coldly, didn't say hello, and walked directly over.

For this seventh city leader who abandoned religion and entered politics, Qin Weilong regarded him as an eye-catching fly, and he kept buzzing to trouble himself, and always liked to disagree with him.

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If it wasn't for the fact that he hadn't been able to free up his hands recently, he had already found a way to get rid of this fly directly.

Thinking about Xue Xuanqi's purpose for coming to the Knife Grinding Hall, Qin Weilong directly entered the inner courtyard.

As the first city head, he always had some privileges.

For example, there is no need to report when you meet the commander.

Entrance outside the hospital.

Xue Xuanqi came to replace his student Huang Fulai and apologize to the commander.

After all, Huang Fulai was in a hurry and mocked the commander.

This is actually a very serious matter.

In the Great Xia country, the position of the great commander is supreme.

Any disrespect to the Grand Commander is unforgivable.

After making sure that Li Xiaofei was safe, he hurried back and wanted to ask for an apology.

But they were turned away.

The Grand Commander Song Huaiyuan did not see him.

This made Xue Xuanqi a little anxious.

For a while, there was no good way.

While waiting, he saw Qin Weilong who came in a hurry.

Xue Xuanqi's brain thought quickly, analyzing the intention of Qin Weilong.

The largest is probably two.

The first is to avoid disasters.

The second is to ask the commander of Song to make a move and kill Li Xiaofei.

Perhaps, a bit of both.

Xue Xuanqi's brows furrowed even tighter.

Qin Weilong has been in Haijing City for so many years, I don't know how many ententes he has signed to lose power and humiliate the country, I don't know how many foreigners he has licked, and I don't know how much wealth he has embezzled......

But Commander Song never turned a blind eye to what was happening under his nose.

Even if some officials did not hesitate to die and came to the Grinding Knife Hall to complain, the evidence was conclusive, and Qin Weilong could not be sued.

There were rumors that Qin Weilong was the illegitimate son of the Great Commander of Song.

There will also be rumors that the financial resources embezzled by Qin Weilong are all used to help the Song Commander cultivate.

All kinds of rumors show the close relationship between the two.

Otherwise, why could Qin Weilong sit firmly at the top of the market for so many years?

Xue Xuanqi didn't believe these rumors very much.

The seven Great Commanders of Great Xia, any one of them, was a true peerless warrior.

It's a fairy figure.

Grand Commander Song Huaiyuan was no exception.

How can it be as vulgar as the rumors portray?

But now......

Xue Xuanqi was a little shaken.

Thinking of the rejection of his previous request for help, he asked himself, is the belief he has always insisted on really wrong?

All of a sudden, chaotic thoughts swept over like a frenzy.

Xue Xuanqi was about to turn around and leave.

There was footsteps in the inner courtyard.

And what appeared before the footsteps was a strong smell of blood.

The familiar sound of high heels is getting closer.

The beautiful housekeeper, who still had the charm, walked out of it with a bloody head in her hand.

Xue Xuanqi looked at it and looked shocked.

What's going on?

Qin Weilong was killed?!

Because the head in the hand of the housekeeper was Qin Weilong, the head of the first city.

The face of the dead city chief had a calm expression.

It seems that in the moment before he died, he didn't know that he was going to die, so he didn't have time to react.

Xue Xuanqi's whole person was already in a huge shock.

So much so that when the housekeeper's eyes came over, he couldn't organize any words for a while, and there was a brief lack of oxygen in his mind.

"Mr. Song said that from now on, you will be the first city leader of Haijing City."

The housekeeper said, handing over Qin Weilong's head and half a black whetstone.

Xue Xuanqi subconsciously reached out to catch it.

It took him a full minute to make a complete joke about the various information coming from sight, hearing, and touch, and to make a judgment of authenticity.

"I...... What kind of policy should we use to manage Haijing City?"

He asked the most crucial question.

The housekeeper said, "You can manage it as you want."

Xue Xuanqi was stunned.

There are too many ways to understand this sentence.

The housekeeper pointed to Qin Weilong's head and said, "When he took office, he also asked this question, and the answer that Commander Song gave him was the one I said just now."

So for the whole long night that followed, Xue Xuanqi stood at the door, looking down and thinking.

With the constant sound of sharpening knives coming from the courtyard, Xue Xuanqi stood quietly, not even moving a finger.

Until the next day.

When the red sun broke through the darkness and rose in the sky, he slowly raised his head and exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

"I see."

Xue Xuanqi bowed in the direction of the inner courtyard of the Knife Grinding Hall.

Then he turned around and strode away.

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