Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

Zhang Nian snorted coldly, nodded, and said.

"That way I know. I called Xu Hui yesterday, and he also said that in the past two years, the Li family has gotten very close to the forces outside. He is afraid that Tiandu may become the next Qingyun city."

"This, it can't be."

Tang Yun took a breath.

After all, except for the four major families in Tiandu, every sect is not weak.

If there are really foreign forces who want to come in, I am afraid that the difficulty will be many times higher than entering Qingyun City.

Zhang Nian narrowed his eyes, nodded, and said.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. I have something to do with the martial arts association recently. You and Yang Fei and the others take turns staying in bed. I don't think Master Tang's situation is very serious. I'll talk about it when I get better in a while."

Tang Yun nodded with a confused expression. She wanted to ask Zhang Nian something, but seeing Zhang Nian got up and walked outside, she never said anything.

Coming out of the martial arts hall, Zhang Nian walked directly towards the martial arts association.

At this time, after Zhang Nian cleaned up several big sects in the martial arts association, all the members seemed to be much more honest.

Zhang Nian usually wouldn't come over, what were they doing before, and what else were they doing.

What he wants is not such a mere martial arts association.

What's more, there is actually not much in this martial arts association.

What he wanted was the entire Qingyun City martial arts community.

When Zhang Nian's figure appeared at the door, two guards quickly stood up straight and saluted him with a smile.

He ignored it and walked in.

"Secretary Wang, where is our file room?"

When he walked into the original office of Ichiro Guimoto, Zhang Nian called the secretary next to him by the way.

Secretary Wang hurried over, bowed his head towards Zhang Nian, and said.

"President Zhang, the file room is on the first floor, I'll take you there."

Zhang Nian waved his hand and said.

"No need, I'll go there by myself, you dare to do your own thing."

After speaking, he didn't wait for Secretary Wang to speak, and walked directly down.

Walking to the end of the first floor, sure enough, I saw the three characters of archive room pasted on the door here.

But I'm afraid people don't come to this place very often, so Zhang Nian saw that it was basically covered with dust and cobwebs.

When he was studying how to get in, he heard a sudden rustling sound from the side.

Turning around, an old man came out of the next room.

The old man lowered his head, his eyes peeking out from above his glasses.

"President Zhang? What's the matter with you?"

Zhang Nian looked the old man up and down, he didn't know him, but he knew him.

It is probably because I have made a big deal in Qingyun City, so these old men have heard of it a little bit.

He smiled and said.

"Oh, I want to go in and find some files."

The old man nodded thoughtfully and said.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll get you the key."

Zhang Nian was stunned for a moment, and seeing the old man turn his head back, he suddenly realized that the old man was the person who managed the archives room.

Although this file room was established by the Martial Arts Association, there should be information on the martial arts practitioners in Qingyun City.

After the old man opened the door, Zhang Nian was not polite, asked for the key, turned around and walked in by himself.

Indeed, no one has come in for a long time, and the old man probably didn't care.

Although the materials inside were placed neatly, there was thick dust all around, and an unpleasant smell filled the air.

Zhang Nian turned around inside a few times, and there were a few more file bags in his hand.

But what surprised him was that he searched almost the entire file room, but he couldn't find his father's file.

At that time, as an important figure in Qingyun City, his father's file must have been there.

Moreover, the Martial Arts Association had been immersed in Qingyun City for a long time at that time, and it was impossible not to include his father in it.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a door opening from outside.

Zhang Nian woke up suddenly, turned around and drank coldly.

"Who?"

"Uh, it's me, President Zhang. I think you are looking for some files. I remember that there is a place here, where several important people are kept. Since you are the president now, you should know this too. gone."

The old man said, and handed over a key in his hand.

Zhang Nianzheng was surprised, and saw the old man pointing inward.

At this moment, he saw that there was really an inconspicuous little door in the depths of this place.

The door was not big, and a lot of dust had accumulated for a long time, so he didn't care at all just now.

Zhang Nian nodded and said.

"okay, I get it."

"Well, I won't bother you."

After the old man finished speaking, he turned and left.

Zhang Nian froze for a moment, then looked at the old man.

Although the old man said that he didn't seem to care about anything.

But he is quite human.

Before he had time to think about anything else, Zhang Nian quickly took the key and walked towards the small door.

Opening the door, a choking smell hits the face.

Zhang Nian couldn't help but blocked his nose.

He looked inside and saw that this was a not too big room.

There are several shelves inside, and there are about a dozen files on the shelves.

Looking through it, Zhang Nian found his father's copy.

But when he turned to leave, he suddenly saw a book in a groove on the wall.

He wanted to take a look at it, but the shelf was extremely heavy, and there wasn't much room in the room for him to move.

After thinking about it, he gave up, turned around and left the archives room.

Over ten years.

Father's file has been here for so long.

Zhang Nian took the file upstairs to the office and opened it carefully.

A smell that has been eroded by the years spread out instantly.

Spread out the paper, and there is a detailed record of how his father was killed that year.

Even, their plans back then were all in place.

The more Zhang Nian read it, the angrier he became, so he couldn't help but read it a few more times, took pictures of the content with his mobile phone, and remembered it in his mind.

When I closed the file, the sky outside had already begun to slowly darken.

Zhang Nian sighed, looked down at the file, and suddenly, his mind was churning.

Seemingly thinking of something, he turned around and grabbed the file and ran downstairs.

When I ran to the archives room, I pushed the door, only to find that the old man's room couldn't be opened at all.

Just when Zhang Nian was about to break in, he saw a person walking out from the side.

He glanced at Zhang Nian and said.

"President Zhang, what are you doing here?"

Zhang Nian grabbed him and said.

"Where's the old man inside?"

"Old man? What old man?"

The man looked confused, as if he didn't know anything at all.