Supreme pardon

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

I really don't understand, how can there be no psychological pressure to reuse without killing the former king?

If you want to wait for the situation to stabilize before taking action, then at least there must be some warnings, but the other party is fine, they didn't move personnel appointments, and didn't split up the people under him.

She didn't even seem suspicious of him.

Things that normal people would worry about, but the other party didn't seem to care.

Those who gain power don't want to hold the crown firmly in their hands, but the other party is fine...

Xiang Yang didn't go back to the eighth floor to rest, and took Yu Gang and Wu Dou to the fifth floor to choose guns. He loved guns, and now the weapon warehouse was in front of him for him to choose. He didn't want to delay for a moment. The person in charge of the fifth floor saw Wu Dou, quickly opened the door, Xiang Yang took out a bunch of guns contentedly, and then went straight down to the fourth floor to practice guns.

Yu Gang and Wu Dou had no choice but to accompany him.

The next day, Heihu called all the managers of various departments to a meeting in the conference room on the sixth floor, but Wen Renjue did not come down.

Black Tiger announced several things at the meeting.

First: Disband the original guard and form a new guard.

Second: In the future, the team in the district will be renamed the War Department, and there will be two teams under it. By the way, Xia Xiangyang will be introduced grandly.

As for the captain of the first team, it was temporarily revealed to the public that it was Xintou, the former guard captain.

He also greeted all the stewards from all parties, and he will move to the eighth floor in the future.

No one knows what happened to the sudden change, and no one knows why Heihu suddenly vacated the tenth floor and moved to the eighth floor. Unknown details.

It's not that there are no people who know everything, it's just that there are very few, and they all keep their mouths shut.Without exception, they are all Heihu's confidantes, and they are all the heads of all aspects of the [-]th District.

The person who had been following him for many years was suddenly no longer the king. Although it seemed that nothing had changed now, they didn't think that Heihu would really accept his fate, and they were all waiting for the day when Heihu counterattacked.

Especially after more than half a month passed, the so-called new king was still on the tenth floor and never came down.

Having been the king for more than ten years, Heihu's roots in the [-]th District cannot be easily shaken by a boy from outside.

When Heihu first listened to the hints from his subordinates, he would try to persuade him, saying that most of their people were able to withdraw from Maolin safely because of the other party. Later, I don’t know if they really regretted it or had other ideas. , When someone said some cryptic anti-killing words, he began to keep silent.

He didn't agree, but he didn't stop him either.

His confidantes only thought that he didn't know the truth about the new king for the time being, so he didn't dare to act rashly, but in private, they were a little ready to move. Of course, on the surface, they were still as peaceful as ever.

Glancing at the motionless person kneeling in the middle of the room, Wen Renjue said slowly, "What do you want to say?"

It's been almost a month since he entered the king's residence, and he hasn't left the tenth floor. Except for Xiang Yang, few people come up to disturb him.

"Wang really trusts Heihu and his gang so much?" Xiang Yang's tone was a little hasty.

Wen Renjue didn't answer, he was playing with the Youlan dagger in his hand, his gaze fell outside the window, and after a while he said, "What did he do?"

"Although he didn't do anything, the people under him are secretly obstructing our recruitment!" Xiang Yang said in a deep voice, although no one blatantly tripped him up, but there was always a faint feeling that things were not going well, as if someone was in the dark Troublesome, he is an outsider after all, he can't catch the opponent's pigtails, and because he has no foundation in the [-]th district, sometimes he is deceived badly, and he is full of joy.

"Do you have any evidence?" Wen Renjue leaned against the wall with a very casual tone, behind him was a huge floor-to-ceiling window, with an excellent view, he could see most of the royal district clearly.

"King?!" Xiang Yang was in a hurry, he really couldn't come up with evidence, but he wanted to tell Wen Renjue that everything was his own feeling and guess...

How can the Lord believe his words?

Does Wenrenjue think that he is just fighting for power and gain, and he can't get used to Heihu?

Xiang Yang was really in a hurry, lost his composure, and quickly said: "Otherwise, the king will dismantle the guards and send them to various departments, so that he can control the situation."

From Xiang Yang's point of view, Wen Ren Jue had just entered the king's residence and had first taken power, so he should have used his subordinates as much as possible. Stay on the seventh floor during the day.

After waiting for the words to come out, he hung his head for a long time before Wen Renjue answered, Xiang Yang suddenly realized that he had overstepped the rules, and lowered his head to argue that he was wrong, and he didn't know what to do if he didn't say anything.

He was so anxious that he almost turned around, and Wenren Jue said: "Do your part well."

Xiang Yang walked out of Wen Ren Jue's room dejectedly, and waited for Yu Gang and Wu Dou at the door. Seeing him coming out like this, he was anxious, and asked in unison, "What did the lord say?"

Without looking at them, Xiang Yang walked with his head down.

"This?" Yu Gang and Wu Dou looked at each other, even more anxious, what happened, at least they should explain it.

The two of them were chasing in such a hurry that they didn't pay attention to Xiang Yang's sudden stop ahead. Yu Gang bumped into him, and backed away repeatedly, clutching his head.

Xiang Yang turned around and shook his head at the two with an ugly expression.

Wu Dou's complexion also changed. After thinking about it, he comforted him, "Maybe the Lord has arrangements."

Xiang Yang kept silent and pressed the elevator downstairs.

Heihu was reading the document with a few newly delivered pens in the pen holder on the table, Xintou was standing at the door of the room talking to a manager in a building, "Go up?"

"How long have you been there?"

After muttering for a while, he turned around, Xin Tou closed the door, and said to Heihu who was still looking down at the document, "Xiang Yang went to the tenth floor just now, but he came out again after not staying for a while, now we are with Yu Gang Wu The two of you have gone out."

Heihu didn't stop writing in his hand, as if he didn't hear it.

Going back to the sofa and sitting down on his own, Xin Tou muttered to himself: "Could it be that you have filed a complaint?"

Heihu still didn't respond.

Xintou is also used to it. As long as they mentioned the matter of the person on the tenth floor, Wang would remain silent and not express any opinions, as if he hadn't heard what they were saying at all.

However, the preparations are almost done, and it doesn't matter if the king doesn't express his opinion. At that time, they just need to invite the king back to the throne again.

……

After Xiang Yang left for a while, Wen Ren Jue still maintained that posture and looked out the window.

"Why do you allow them to play tricks under your nose?" The voice appeared out of nowhere in the empty room.

If there is a second person in the room, you must be frightened, because the only person in the room did not open his mouth just now.

Wen Renjue was not at all surprised by the appearance of this voice. Holding the glass with both hands, he lowered his eyes to see the motorcades parked below the Wangju Building, and said meaningfully: "I have to let them play... I only know that they How grand can it be?"

……

The negotiators from District [-] came, and Hei Hu called Xiang Yang who was out to show respect, but it was a pity that Xiang Yang couldn't intervene at all on such an occasion, and the people in District [-] didn't pay much attention to him, who was from District [-]. The new dignitaries of the Eighth District.

After all, in front of outsiders, he is just Heihu's subordinate.

During the negotiation process, he almost went shopping on the conference table several times, but fortunately, both sides maintained restraint, and Hei Hu was not as angry as last time, because from a certain level, people really died at the hands of District [-], the culprit The culprit is still on the tenth floor.

Of course it was impossible to say that.

After seeing off the last people in District [-], Hei Hu was still thinking about whether to go up and say hello to "Wang", when there was a knock on the door of his room for business.

Xin Tou got up to open the door, and the several stewards who were still in the room also looked out the door.

The man in the dark green clothes stood at the door, opened the door and walked in without looking at the other people sitting in the room, saluted Heihu with his right fist and hit his chest, and said: "My lord, please go upstairs. "

With this attire, you can tell that it is the "King's Guard".

Putting down the pen in his hand, Heihu raised his head and said calmly, "I'll go up right away."

When the messenger heard his words, he turned around and left without stopping.

Heihu's calmness doesn't mean that the people around him can do the same.

As soon as he walked out of the room, the door was slammed shut by Xin Tou. When he turned around, he said in a panic, "Why does he suddenly want to see the king when he's fine?"

"Yes, yes, there has been no movement for so many days, why are you calling the king all of a sudden?"

"Could it be that you discovered something that would be detrimental to the king?"

"What should we do? Otherwise, we might as well gather all the people now. Anyway, we will start sooner or later. Let's see what his hundred or so people can do to us."

"Yeah, anyway, the preparations are almost done."

The sudden chatter of discussions was all eloquent, but they couldn't hide their panic.

Heihu sat with a gloomy face, the pen in his hand was broken by him, looking at those people who were talking around to embolden him, he stood up suddenly, smiled at them, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Everyone, what are you in a hurry for?" ? He should just ask about the [-]th district, no matter how he doesn't care about it, it's a big deal."

After saying this with a smile, he pushed away Xin who was blocking him, and Hei Hu seemed to have made up his mind.

The people in the room saw him go out, knowing that they couldn't stop them, and they didn't know what Wen Ren Jue was planning, so the air froze for a moment.

The two guards guarding the door on the tenth floor opened the door for Heihu. When he entered, Wen Renjue was sitting facing him. There was a glass of red wine on the table, which seemed to be half drunk.

There were some melon and fruit snacks beside him, and Wen Renjue was reading a book in his right hand, when he heard footsteps, he looked up.

Heihu met his gaze and stopped.

Wen Renjue smiled at him, and said kindly: "What? What are you doing in a daze?" After speaking, he put the book aside.

Hei Hu stepped forward and sat down after he motioned.

Stretching out his hand for wine, Wen Renjue poured him a glass, pushed it to him from the table, and said with a smile: "Red wine is a good thing..." He raised his glass again and sipped it lightly, before continuing to say happily: "It's delicious, Not drunk yet."

Hei Hu was holding the tall glass in his hand with an inexplicable expression, but he had no choice but to take a sip following Wenren Jue's gaze, and then absent-mindedly agreed, "Yes."

Wen Renjue frowned, pushed the books on the table over to him, pointed to one of them and said, "I don't know if the red wine we drink now is the same as what the ancients drank thousands of years ago."

It is a book that replicates the human wine appreciation category in the 21st century.

Hei Hu really couldn't figure out what the young man was thinking. The other party was staying in the room recently, reading these books?

Looking around, not to mention, half of the books can be seen scattered everywhere in the room.

Seeing him sizing up the books in the room, Wen Renjue shook his head and laughed: "You have quite a lot of books here, I read a lot."

Heihu used to collect all kinds of books, but he actually read very few of them.

Over there, Wen Ren Jue raised his glass again, drank slowly, and suddenly asked casually: "The matter of the fifteenth district has been settled?"

Hei Hu really almost forgot about this, and met Wen Ren Jue's gaze, and replied: "It's already been discussed, the specifics I just sent someone to send you the documents."

"Oh." Wen Renjue nodded and looked at the paper beside the door, "I haven't had time to read it yet."

"En." Heihu replied, and then sat there not knowing what to say.

Wen Renjue drank the red wine on his own again, and when the wine in the glass was gone, he leaned over to grab the wine bottle and poured it again, as if there was no one around him.

Heihu watched him enjoying himself, and for the countless times, he couldn't see through him.

He's only just grown up, how can he behave like this so hard to figure out.

After drinking the whole bottle of red wine, Wen Renjue lifted his eyelids, and then asked him in surprise, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Heihu stopped, feeling that he had been sitting in front of him for such a long time with such a big and thick man, did people realize that he hadn't left yet?

But what can he say?

Hearing this, he just took the order to retreat and got up to leave.

When he reached the door, he stopped in his tracks, and suddenly turned his head to look at Wenren Jue like a ghost.

I saw the other party tilting his head and holding his face sideways, and turning the pages of the book with the other hand, his expression was so focused that he didn't notice his gaze at all.

Shaking his head and laughing, Heihu secretly mocked his sensitivity... After all, he was still a child.

Push the door and leave.

Almost as soon as his back disappeared from the room, Wen Ren Jue turned his head in his direction, his gaze was gloomy and cold, his fingertips were still pinching the foot of the book, but his mind was obviously not on the book.

"Are you giving him the last chance? But he doesn't seem to cherish it."

"En." After the sloppy response, the previous empty voice reappeared: "You clearly had the intention to kill just now, but why didn't you kill him?"

"No one uses it." The three words that were taken for granted were overshadowed by the sound of pages turning.