Super Star Martial Arts

"I suddenly remembered that although you didn't hurt or kill anyone, but..." At this point, Li Xiaofei said, "You seemed to have threatened me just now."

"What do you want?"

The veins in Kong Weilan's hand holding the sword bulged again.

"It's very simple."

Li Xiaofei said, "Apologise to me."

Kong Weilan breathed a sigh of relief.

He said without hesitation, "I'm sorry."

Saying sorry is actually very difficult.

But compared to watching his father die in front of him without drawing his sword, why can't he bear to say sorry?

After eating shit, what does it matter if you take another breath of fart?

Li Xiaofei shook his head.

"That's not the way to apologize."

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

Plop.

Kong Weilan knelt down in the mud without hesitation.

Snap, snap, snap.

Li Xiaofei came over.

Lift your feet.

Step on his head.

"Remember this feeling."

Li Xiaofei said, "If you don't want to be stepped on, just use your best efforts, the fastest speed, and the most amazing way to become a saint. I'm looking forward to your growth."

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

But he didn't struggle.

Not even shaking anymore.

Li Xiaofei raised his feet.

"get out."

Kong Weilan stood up.

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

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

The people from the two major families had to retreat and leave.

But the slum warriors swarming in from all directions had already surrounded them.

Looking down from the sky, it looks like an angry hurricane wave surrounding an isolated island.

Li Xiaofei did not take action again.

The masters of the two families who had been killing and robbing the slums were identified one by one and pulled out from the crowd.

After some confirmation, he was killed on the spot.

The rain mixed with blood, turning the entire central square into silence.

The sound of a knife cutting through flesh is heard on a rainy night

only.

Many people couldn't sleep well this night.

Among them, the one who had the most trouble sleeping was Qin Weilong.

"Dead? All dead?"

In the safe house of a private villa, he received news from outside. After confirming the death of Song Qianjin, the patriarch and secretary of the two major families, he fell into incompetent rage and huge fear.

Why does this kind of monster appear in Haijing City?

Combining a no-holds-barred behavior with the ability to violently kill saints, this monster is a disaster for anyone in power.

But where did he come from?

In the safe house known as absolute defense, Qin Weilong could not feel the slightest sense of security.

He was like an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth.

Suddenly, Qin Weilong thought of something.

"No, I have to go find the commander."

Like a drowning man who found a piece of driftwood, he suddenly had a plan. He immediately put on a disguise and headed to the Sharpening Hall under the protection of four close guards.

With the honor of being the first city leader, how has he ever been in such a mess?

What's more, he himself is a master in the magical realm.

Hurry to the sharpening hall.

outside the door.

Qin Weilong saw Xue Xuanqi.

He snorted coldly and walked past without saying hello.

Qin Weilong regarded the seventh city leader who abandoned religion and became a politician as an eyesore. He kept bothering him and always liked to disagree with him.

If he hadn't been unable to spare any time recently, he would have found a way to get rid of this fly directly.

Thinking about Xue Xuanqi's purpose in coming to the Sharpening Hall, Qin Weilong directly entered the inner courtyard.

As the first city leader, he always has some privileges.

For example, when meeting the commander-in-chief, no notification is required.

The door outside the courtyard.

Xue Xuanqi came to apologize to the commander-in-chief on behalf of his student Huang Fulai.

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

This is actually a very serious matter.

In Daxia, the status of the great commander is supreme.

Any disrespectful behavior towards the Commander-in-Chief is unforgivable.

After making sure that Li Xiaofei was safe, he hurried back and wanted to see him and apologize.

But was turned away. ??

The commander-in-chief Song Huaiyuan did not see him.

This made Xue Xuanqi a little anxious.

For the time being, there was no good solution.

While waiting, he saw Qin Weilong rushing over.

Xue Xuanqi's brain began to think quickly about the purpose of analyst Qin Weilong's visit.

The biggest is probably two.

One is to avoid disaster.

The second is to ask the commander-in-chief of Song Dynasty to take action and kill Li Xiaofei.

Perhaps, a bit of both.

Xue Xuanqi's brows furrowed even more tightly.

Qin Weilong has been in Haijing City for so many years. He has signed many treaties that were humiliating and humiliating his country. He has no idea how many foreigners he has knelt down and licked. He has no idea how much wealth he has embezzled...

But the commander-in-chief of Song Dynasty never paid any attention to what happened under his nose.

Even if some officials risked their lives and came to the Grinding Hall to complain, the evidence was conclusive and they could not sue Qin Weilong.

There were rumors that Qin Weilong was the illegitimate son of the great commander of the Song Dynasty.

There are also rumors that Qin Weilong's embezzled financial resources were used to help Song Datong practice.

Various rumors point to the close relationship between the two.

Otherwise, why has Qin Weilong been able to sit on top of the market for so many years?

Xue Xuanqi didn't really believe these rumors.

Any one of the seven great commanders of Great Xia is truly an unparalleled national warrior.

He is a divine figure.

Commander Song Huaiyuan was no exception.

How could it be as vulgar as the rumors portray it?

but now……

Xue Xuanqi was a little shaken.

Thinking of the rejection of his previous request for help, he asked himself, could it be that the belief he had always insisted on was really wrong?

Suddenly, chaotic thoughts swept over him like a frenzy.

Xue Xuanqi was about to turn around and leave.

There were footsteps in the inner courtyard.

What appeared before the footsteps was the strong smell of blood.

The familiar sound of high heels is getting closer.

The beautiful housekeeper, whose charm was still there, walked out of it holding a bleeding head in her hand.

Xue Xuanqi looked shocked.

what happened?

Qin Weilong was killed? !

Because the head held in the housekeeper's hand was none other than Qin Weilong, the first city leader.

The dead city leader had a calm expression on his face.

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

Xue Xuanqi was completely shocked.

So when the housekeeper looked over, he couldn't form any words for a moment, and there was a brief lack of oxygen in his mind.

"Mr. Song said that from now on, you will be the first 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 completely laugh at the various information transmitted by sight, hearing and touch, and make a judgment on the authenticity.

"What policies should I... use to manage Haijing City?"

He asked the most crucial sentence.

The housekeeper said, "You can manage it however 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. The answer given to him by Commander-in-Chief Song was what I just said."

So for the whole next long night, Xue Xuanqi stood at the door, lowering his head and thinking.

As the unhurried sound of sharpening knives continued to be heard in the courtyard, Xue Xuanqi stood quietly without 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.

"I see."

Xue Xuanqi bowed towards the inner courtyard of Mo Dao Hall.

Then he turned around and strode away.

The update will be late tomorrow