Supreme pardon

Heihu stood by the car for a while, the other pickups and people dispersed, and the car they were riding in stopped directly at the Wangju Building, Xiang Yang was waiting at the door, besides Yu Gang stood a strong man, Seeing him get off the car, she nodded and smiled at him.

He didn't know this person, but he must have known him.

Among the group of people who came back with Xiang Yang first was his confidant, who got his orders and obeyed Xiang Yang's wishes in everything. Now the entire king's residence has been taken over by Xuelong's people.

As soon as the convoy arrived at the gate of Wang's District, someone reported to Wang's residence. Xiang Yang and Wu Douyu had just been waiting early in the morning, but only two people got off the car, Heihu and Xintou.

What about my lord?

Yu Gang was in a hurry, and ran to the side of the car in a few steps, probed into the car, and retreated a little bit embarrassed.

Wu Dou blinked... What's the matter?Followed to the car and looked inside, Wen Renjue was lying with his eyes closed and breathing softly, dreaming soundly.

It's not a good name...

He and Xiang Yang looked at each other, but the other party didn't move, so he simply stopped and stood there waiting.

None of them entered the royal residence, and Heihu couldn't leave easily, so he stood beside the car and waited together like a wooden stake.

The two heavenly eyes circled the car in the sky, but unfortunately no one could see it.

The high-level managers of the [-]th District who went in and out of the Wangju for business saw their Wanghou beside the car, with the captain of the guard standing beside them, and waiting for the adults who had recently suddenly become dignitaries in the royal district.

People who came in and out began to look carefully, and no one dared to step forward to find out.

After waiting like this for half an hour, there was still no movement in the car, but the sun became more and more vicious, and Xiang Yang's eyebrows furrowed more and more. After waiting for another 5 minutes, he reached out to open the car door and called a few times softly.

Wen Renjue actually woke up for a while, but the feeling of heart palpitations was still there, and he closed his eyes to relieve the discomfort, so he didn't get up.

Hearing Xiang Yang calling him, his chest also felt a little relieved, he slowly opened his eyes, sat up from the car, his head was still a little dizzy.

Xiang Yang watched him sit up, retracted his body that was leaning into the car, and stood beside the car again.

He reached out and touched the earlobe, and the silver liquid began to "climb" from the base of the ear to Wen Renjue's face. After a while, a silver mask that only exposed his nose, lips and eyes covered his face.

Wen Renjue likes the mask made by Wei Duan's "plastic memory liquid". When not in use, it hangs on the earlobe.

Leaning out of the car, the sun was shining on his face, and the silver light reflected on his face made the people waiting for him to get out of the car instinctively close their eyes.

Xiang Yang's eyes moved slightly, and the rest of the people were also a little puzzled. They didn't understand where they found a mask on Wenren Jue after only a while.

The silver mask matched his facial skin very well, and there was an evil charm in the nobility.

When his feet were on the ground, Wen Renjue realized that he was very weak. Although he was not unable to walk, the weakness all over his body made him frown.

"My lord?" Xiang Yang called out in doubt, it was uncomfortable to stand stupidly under the sun.

"Let's go." Wen Renjue walked into the building first.

Wu Dou ran to lead the way, and when he arrived in front of the elevator, he pointed excitedly. He took a quick step, and Yu Gang also wanted to point, but he got on the first step and snorted softly.

Leading the master into the elevator, the excitement on Wu Dou's face hadn't faded, and he introduced it as if he had found some treasure: "Master, this is the elevator, and the building is so high that I'm exhausted climbing the stairs. , but we're almost on the top floor!"

Even though he has taken the elevator many times intentionally or unintentionally these days, his tone is still undiminished, "It's amazing, it's amazing..." He said, pointing to the number keys that kept jumping and said: "It's just the power consumption. of."

Xintou stood next to Heihu, listening to the excited Douyin words, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of sarcasm.

"The leopard!"

It has to be said that human offensive language has worked for thousands of years.

Wu Dou who he said was not in a hurry yet, Yu Gang who was still angry with Wu Dou just quit, stretched out his hand and pulled him to the front of him, and said harshly: "Little brat, who are you scolding?" Earth leopard?"

Xin Tou didn't reply, but rolled his eyes to the sky.

Yu Gang's face darkened, ready to beat him down.

Over there, Wen Ren Jue was throbbing with palpitations in his chest, and the narrow space annoyed him, so he said coldly, "Think about it?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, his tone was very cold. Yu Gang was so frightened that he let go of his hand immediately, and he didn't dare to speak again after Xintou was put down.

I've been having a hard time suppressing my irritability lately, I'm afraid that if those two people made some noise just now, he could really throw them both out of this small rising box.

He was in a bad mood, and everyone in the elevator felt it now.

When the number jumped to ten, there was a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened, and Wen Ren Jue was the first to go out.

He didn't like the small space very much, especially when it was rising.

Wu Dou followed his footsteps and said quickly, "The entire tenth floor has been refurbished, only your room and a large conference room."

Wen Renjue listened non-stop.

"We didn't move on the ninth floor, and stored some valuables such as files and money."

The size of this king's residence is not small, each floor is nearly [-] square meters, and there is only one room and meeting room on the tenth floor, which looks extremely empty.

"We didn't move those rooms on the eighth floor. They are all reserved by the high-level people in the area." Wu Dou has gained experience from staying behind. Introduce the general situation.

"The seventh floor is full of group rooms for the members of the Wang Guards. We just added some beds, and nothing else was changed."

Wen Renjue sat down on the big sofa in the middle of the conference room he had arranged, and the other people who followed him also took their seats one by one, making a half circle around him.

"The sixth floor is the meeting rooms of various departments, large and small, and the space used by the district managers to work. I don't know much about this, and it was not randomly designated."

Hei Hu sat across from Wen Ren Jue, watching him leaning back, his face was full of tiredness.

How come you are still so sleepy at such a young age after taking a rest all the way?

Hei Hu didn't interrupt while listening to Wu Dou's report.

"A large area on the fifth floor is closed, and it is full of ammunition. I ordered someone to light it, but I didn't move it. The fourth floor is full of leisure and fun. I asked someone to throw some away, and arranged some exercises. For the equipment used, there are many vacant rooms on the third floor, the canteen on the second floor, the reception room on the first floor, and the cell on the ground floor. Please see if there is any change, and write the details here.” Wu Dou said, leaning forward Put the notebook in your hand on the table in front of Wen Renjue.

Wen Renjue didn't go to get it. Wu Dou learned how to read later, so he was left to guard as usual.

But that can all be cultivated.

Moving, he sat up slightly.

All eyes immediately focused on his face.

"Black Tiger." Wen Renjue called out, and took out a cigarette from his pocket. He wanted to light it, but then he thought of something, put it down again, sighed softly, and said, "For the outside world, you are still your Tiger King." .”

He stopped after saying this.

Xiang Yang raised his head to look at Hei Hu, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Heihu didn't speak, he couldn't see whether he was happy or not, he just looked at Wenren Jue.

Playing with unlit cigarettes between his fingers, Wenren Jue said after a long time: "Your guards are divided into teams, and the district team is changed to the war department. There are two teams under it, and you will be the first team." Xiang Yang is the captain of the second team, and the 110 original blood dragon members I brought over will form the new King Guard."

After saying this, the unlit cigarette was broken, he raised his head to look at Heihu, and said softly, "Any comments?"

Heihu asked calmly: "Do you need to disperse the members of the original team to the second team?"

Wen Renjue smiled, stared at his fingertips, and said slowly, "No, the second team is recruiting again."

Heihu fixed his eyes and asked again: "Does it need to limit the number of teams?"

Wen Renjue was silent for a while, and asked Wu Dou beside him, "Is the money enough?"

Wu Dou was stunned for a moment, looking left and right, a little confused: "My lord, although I know the approximate amount of money in the royal district, I really don't know if this... can support the team."

No matter how smart a person is, he can't become a talent overnight. After all, Wu Dou is just a small person with some brains in a small gang. It's normal for him not to know that such a big event involves all aspects.

Wen Renjue didn't blame him, he just felt a bit of a headache. Being king is for the convenience of doing things in the future, but he never thought that where you stand means you have to bear any responsibility. In the end, he still has to ask black tiger.

"Look at the arrangement, the two teams are treated equally."

Heihu looked as usual, and said again: "I'll send you a list of the various aspects of the management in the district. Whether it will be replaced or not, you can see for yourself?"

Wen Renjue felt his head start to swell, and he waved his hands again and again, "No, there is no need to change all personnel and affairs. How the district operated before is not the same now."

Heihu opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.

Wen Renjue interrupted quickly, looked at Xiang Yang and said: "You will check what kind of people you recruit, and the new team will be established. If you have anything to discuss with Wu Douyugang."

As soon as he finished speaking, without giving anyone else a chance to speak, he got up and walked to the inner room, and said weakly: "Let's go, let's go."

Seeing his strike appearance, the few people who were still sitting looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally had to disperse.

The tenth floor was given over to Wenren Jue, and Heihu could only move to the eighth floor.

The eighth floor was originally assigned to the high-rise rooms in the area, but it was quiet. As soon as he got out of the elevator door, Xin Tou sneered: "I really don't know what it is. Is he just pretending to be the king?"

Heihu didn't speak, and when he entered the room and closed the door, he sat on the bed and meditated for a while, then looked up at the furious Xintou, and asked, "What are you dissatisfied with?"

Xin Tou was very angry, feeling that the other party didn't take the throne seriously, let alone them, and said angrily: "Is he looking down on us? Don't break up our team members, and even return the guards." We haven't changed the management in the district, and we have never seen such a power grab. He doesn't even have a full hair. Could it be that he treats the throne as a joke?"

Heihu smiled, looked up at the irascible Xintou, and asked, "Don't you want him to imprison you and me as soon as he returns to the king's district, replace all the managers in a large area, disperse the guards and team members, and even suppress and kill anyone who dares to disobey?" From someone?"

Xin wanted to refute, but he was speechless when he opened his mouth.

If the kings of other royal districts are replaced by new kings, it is not bad to end up like this.

Although he didn't want it to be like this, but now this situation made him inexplicably uncomfortable, and he exclaimed: "Is he not afraid of our counterattack at all?"

Heihu didn't speak, looked up at the roof, and said in a deep voice after a long time: "I don't understand him."

The author has something to say: Small theater, Wen Ren Jue: Don't guess the protagonist's mind, you will get fucked.