urban evil

Before Murong Hengfeng came here, he didn't think it was so difficult to invite his elder sister Murong Hanwei. Although she was forced out of the house to wander alone, the family didn't completely ignore her. Pave her way forward through relationships.

Of course, all these things happened before she met Luo Lei. Ever since she got to know that bad boy, it was very difficult not to make a contribution. Besides, the Secret Service is not an ordinary unit, and there is only one dead end by going through the back door.

So, to put it bluntly, the things the Murong family did were insignificant and rather tasteless.

"I'm so pissed off!" Murong Hengfeng punched the wall, his face full of hatred.

The Murong family has no family ties to speak of, only interests are eternal, so he naturally attributed Murong Hanwei to this type of people.

From his point of view, Murong Hanwei is already good enough to become famous at this time, going home to participate in the succession election is undoubtedly a way of returning home, who would give up such a good opportunity.

He really didn't understand his half-sister too much. If she was also that kind of person, why would she run away from home in the first place?

Murong Hanwei and Murong Hengfeng share the same father, the only difference is that Murong Hengfeng is a descendant, while Murong Hanwei is a concubine.

In the Murong family, the descendants of the concubine and the descendants of the concubine enjoy two completely different treatments, especially when Murong Hongde announced that the descendants of the concubine also have the right to be the heir, the hostility of the concubine to the concubine has reached an unprecedented level.

If Murong Hanwei hadn't made a name for herself in the Secret Service, she would not have participated in such a big matter of choosing an heir.

Murong Hengfeng's father is not the most powerful in the family, if he can get the support of the Secret Service, then he can surpass the other brothers in this respect, so he sent his son Murong Hengfeng to lobby her .

When he was young, Murong Hengfeng and Murong Hanwei were the only ones who could talk to each other a few words, but later on in the dispute between the concubine and concubine, he stood on the opposite side of Murong Hanwei without hesitation, and the little family affection he had when he was a child was also wiped out. .

Murong Hanwei walked to the dining room angrily, poured herself a glass of wine, drank a couple of sips, and said to herself: "Now that I think of my daughter, it's too late! Murong Zhengxiong, please remember clearly, there is nothing between us other than that There is no other relationship other than the poor blood relationship!"

Recalling the events of that year, Murong Hanwei couldn't help crushing the cup.

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On the first day of the martial arts competition, the referee group composed of twelve masters unanimously agreed with Yang Fengzi's plan, dividing the young ancient warriors participating in the competition into five different groups according to two levels and one stage, and then proceeded to the competition. competition.

People below the second level of the earth are not eligible to participate, and those over the age of 26 are also not eligible to participate. In this way, hundreds of contestants were scared by one-third.

Levels [-] to [-] of the Earth Rank are divided into four groups, and those with strength above the Mysterious Rank are divided into a separate group, a total of five groups.

Groups are used as a unit to carry out knockout matches, select the top three, and then conduct a comprehensive ranking. The winner of the low-level group can challenge someone in the high-level group. If they win, the ranking will naturally jump forward.

Most of the participants were concentrated in the first two groups, which accounted for more than [-]% of the total number. When it came to the fifth group, there were only three people left. They didn't need the so-called knockout competition at all, because they were already among the top three. , what is needed is a round robin, and the first, second and third place are selected.

In the Xuan rank group, besides Wang Qing, one was from the Wudang sect and was a fifth-level master of the Xuan rank.The other one was from the Shaolin sect and was a lay disciple. I heard that before he came to participate in the conference, he had just been promoted from the fifth level to the sixth level.

Wang Qing is at the fourth level of the Mysterious Rank. Although she is the lowest among the three, she is also the youngest. Looking at the other two, Wudang disciples are already 26 years old, and they were almost excluded. Shaolin The disciple is 25 years old, not too young!

Since there were only three players in the fifth group, their match was put at the end and became the grand finale.

There are many contestants, more than 100 games were played in one day, and a large number of people were drawn.

Thanks to Luo Lei's ferocious means at the opening ceremony, the first day of the competition went very smoothly. Although many people were unwilling to fail, they all accepted the fact that no one dared to cause trouble.

The situation on the second day was similar to the first day, and the atmosphere was slightly more active.

On the third day, the top three of the first four groups had already emerged, and there were many people who challenged across groups, but these challengers lost more than they won. After all, they were two levels behind, how could they win!

There was more and more resentment, and a guy almost desperately tried his best to cross the group to challenge for victory. When he was immersed in joy, the defeated person was dissatisfied and carried out a sneak attack, knocking the winner unconscious to the ground.

When such a thing happened, Luo Lei must have taken care of it. He jumped onto the ring and kicked the attacker to the ground. Before everyone had time to react, they crushed his limbs and exploded. Lost his breath.

Then, he also said: "For the sake of your master being a referee, I will spare your life!"

An old man sitting on the referee's seat blew his beard and stared angrily, but there was nothing he could do. Who told him to sign the security regulations of the conference? Can we afford to lose even this?

In the end, the old man had to thank Luo Lei for his mercy and not directly killing his apprentice.

Those guys with ghostly thoughts just around the corner became honest again.

The other members of the Secret Service are not vegetarians either. Once they find that there is a quarrel, and there is a possibility of intensification, they will immediately step forward to stop it, and dare not listen to dissuasion, and directly drive out of the conference site.

Luo Lei himself did not expect that every subsequent martial arts conference, security and order work would be done in the same way, and there would not be a single major accident.No matter how arrogant the ancient warriors are outside, once they arrive at the venue, they all become honest and honest. Before the security personnel came over, the people around had already started fighting, making him regret what he had done before.

Finally came the most critical moment - the fifth round-robin match began, the first match, Wang Qing vs. Wudang School disciples.

The Wudang sect disciple was dressed as a Taoist priest and stepped onto the ring early. It could be seen that he was very eager for this victory, to make a name for himself and the sect.

As early as in the first four competitions, there were special personnel responsible for poaching the Secret Service, and they had already successfully touched the hearts of many people.

Although Luo Lei's approach did not get everyone's approval, who would not want to be able to do it one day, especially in front of so many senior Gu Wu, so the Secret Service still has a certain appeal.

It's just that none of the three mysterious masters had any interest in this. As for what the Wudang disciples and Shaolin lay disciples thought, Luo Lei didn't know, but Wang Qing tried his best to prevent her from joining the Secret Service.

In Luo Lei's own words, there are already two people in our family working for the Secret Service, and there is no need to add another one.

Wang Qing was wearing a white exercise suit with a crane embroidered on her chest, she looked very agile, coupled with her beautiful face, she had already become the focus of everyone's attention before she stepped onto the ring.

There's no way, the only ones who can stand here are young men with fresh blood, how could it be possible that they are not interested in beauties!

It's just that they can only sigh with hope. Who told Wang Qing to be Luo Lei's girlfriend? Unless they want to die, who would dare to harass her!

Besides, she is an ancient martial artist of the fourth level of the Mysterious Rank, and she doesn't need Luo Lei to come forward. She alone can beat the shit out of more than [-]% of the people here.

"Qing'er, don't panic, he's not your opponent!" Luo Lei said as he helped Wang Qing straighten the neckline and waistband of her practice uniform, saying, "In many cases, the level doesn't mean everything, so just use the strategy we made before , sure to win!"

Wang Qing nodded, and said confidently, "You must win!"

Although this disciple of the Wudang faction had never made a move, Luo Lei still deduced the tactics and moves he might use based on his brother's performance on the field, and came up with a countermeasure.

Wang Qing stepped onto the stage lightly without using any fancy moves. With her current strength, she didn't need to explain anything to others.

People like Luo Lei who say they are calm but have never been calm in their hearts will choose to fly into the ring. It is the best opportunity to be handsome.

Wudang, Tai Chi!

The two saluted each other, asking for advice, and Wudang disciples made a common starting gesture in Taijiquan.

Wang Qingping raised her right arm, her right palm was flat with her arm, her left hand was placed behind her back, her two long legs in white exercise pants were as wide as her shoulders, and her posture was extremely beautiful.

Baihemen's signature opening gesture, when male disciples use it, looks very ordinary, but if it is replaced by a female disciple with outstanding figure, it can achieve the effect of attracting people's attention invisibly.

"Mr. Wang, after the competition, can you tell Qing'er, don't use such a beautiful hand next time, look at those people below, they are all perverts!" Luo Lei said angrily.

Wang Shuichuan shrugged and snorted, "how can I change the moves passed down from my ancestors? I'm jealous, I shouldn't, those people are just addicted to their eyes, whoever dares to openly fight with you, I don't want him !"

Luo Lei smiled wryly, and muttered, "Forget it, I didn't say anything! Mr. Wang, if Qing'er gets No.1, what are the chances that you will always be elected as the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

Wang Shuichuan glanced at Yang Fengzi and Master Nianzheng, and said in a low voice: "With these two around, I have no chance at all! I don't want to be the lord, I will be satisfied if I can get Dharma protector!"

Luo Lei said in his heart that you are honest and open-minded, and the left and right Dharma protectors are second only to the leader of the alliance. That is to say, only one of Yang Fengzi and Master Nianzheng has the opportunity to be the leader of the alliance, and the other has to be the protector of the alliance.