The martial arts hall compound was equipped with open and secret whistles and secret whistles, and the defense was tight, but it was not difficult for Chu Xiang at all, as if he had entered a no-man. When he sneaked into the martial arts hall, Chu Xiang walked around inside, but found nothing unusual. He found a suitable hiding place in the hall, and Chu Xiang lurked directly in the hall.

Chu Xiang had never really understood the affairs of the martial arts hall. All he knew was through the mouths of others, which made him unable to make accurate judgments. He needed to understand them through his own eyes and ears.

The dark night passed, the sky gradually became bright, and the martial arts lecture hall began to recover. People came and went out, and people began to enter and exit the hall. The hall was the decision-making center for the senior management of the martial arts lecture hall to hold meetings and arrange various matters. As the day began, the hall gathered leaders of various departments of the martial arts lecture hall, and Changsun Yue also came to start the day's work arrangements.

Chu Xiang hid in the dark and listened to everyone's words. After everyone dispersed, he began to think about the big and small affairs of the martial arts hall. All day long, Chu Xiang hid in the martial arts hall hall, and everyone in the hall heard the words of everyone, and had some understanding of everyone's mind and nature, and also knew a rough idea of ​​the affairs of the martial arts hall.

After dark, Chu Xiang covered the night and quietly left the martial arts hall and headed to the red light district. From the eavesdropping during the day, Chu Xiang knew that the martial arts hall was located in the information center of the red light district. At this time, the information center was in the small building next to Chu Xiang. However, the sound insulation effect of the information center was very good. Chu Xiang could not hear any sound of speaking through a wall.

If you can't hear it, you won't listen. Chu Xiang left the building and found a place where you could see the information center. He looked at the door of the information center in the distance, while paying attention to other places in the red light area.

Time passes slowly, and there are occasionally people entering and leaving the information center of the Red Light District of the Lecture Hall, but nothing has happened, and there is no movement in the surrounding red light district.

It was another quiet night, so quiet that Chu Xiang was a little wondering if there was a dark tide brewing. Today, the major forces in Wucheng are fighting each other, and there is open force to disrupt this world. Conservatives are even more active, with a strong momentum to cover the sky. Such a quiet night is not normal anyway.

It was dawn again, and Chu Xiang was puzzled. He was about to go back to the martial arts hall, but he received a message from Lao Liu. Tiebi already knew that he had returned to the martial arts city and was planning to attack him and ask him to leave and avoid the limelight.

Tiebi is undoubtedly a terrifying organization. From the old man who was seriously injured by Chu Xiang, it is possible to see a few things. Most importantly, it is a conservative organization, an organization established to block open progress, and an organization with the purpose of killing young people with competent ideas at the forefront of thought.

Tiebi actually knew how they knew that he had returned to Wucheng. After Chu Xiang came back, he only saw Mr. Huang. Mr. Huang would never betray him. Old Liu and Aming might also know, but they would not betray him. Then the only possibility is that someone in Tiebi's key position in the military government. Chu Xiang's identity was judged through the relationship between Mr. Huang and him. In this way, his relationship with Mr. Huang has been completely exposed.

After a little thought, Chu Xiang made up his mind to avoid the limelight first. The other party knew his relationship with President Huang, but he should not dare to attack the military government. President Huang did not leave the city, so there should be no danger. Aming and Lao Liu and others were probably exposed. Staying in Wucheng at this time will only implicate them.

When I went far away, where would I go? Chu Xiang thought about it for a long time but didn't know where to go.

Song Xiaoting was angry and ignored him. If he was with Song Xiaoting, Chu Xiang would go anywhere, but if he was alone, it would be boring. Wen Yiyuan could not go there for the time being, and if he went there, he would not be sure what would happen.

Blind and aimless, Chu Xiang struggled for a while and opened the web page of the military government's release of action tasks. I don't know if it was just the Chinese New Year or what. Except for those long-term ordinary information collection tasks, there are only three action tasks on it, all of which are relatively high-level actions. You must log in to authenticate your identity to browse related content.

After looking at the following three tasks, one of which only said to go to Japan to collect information, but asked the registration personnel to go to the corresponding department to confirm their identity before participating. The words and sentences gave people a feeling of conspiracy. Chu Xiang had long wanted to go to Japan to see what kind of place it was and whether it was really the same as the rumors. He calculated the time and happened to come back to Japan. It was almost the beginning of the elite challenge, so he signed up online.

Chu Xiang was about to go to the meeting point, when a young man in a suit and tie came towards him. He stopped three steps away from Chu Xiang and bowed and said, "Hello, Mr. Chu, my master, please take a look." As he said that, he took out a black and white invitation from his arms.

Chu Xiang took the invitation and opened it and frowned slightly.

The person who invited him was very polite, but not just polite, because he mentioned two things, the matter of Chu Xiang, Qingcheng, and Jiangcheng, Lu Yan.

The identity of the invitee is difficult to predict and the purpose is unknown. However, when it comes to Qingcheng and Jiangcheng, it is obviously related to these two things, but they are not from the government. Is there other forces hidden in the government? No matter who they are, they can tell at first sight, and see what methods they use.

"Lead the way." Chu Xiangdao.

"Please." The young man took the opportunity to lead the way.

Walking along the road, the young man took Chu Xiang into the Wucheng Palace Hotel and took the elevator until the 18th floor. The young man knocked on the door and opened the door. A middle-aged strong man in the same suit and tie opened the door and signaled the two to go in.

Chu Xiang entered the luxurious suite, and an amiable old man was drinking tea in the living room. When he saw Chu Xiang coming, he stood up and smiled and bowed: "Mr. Chu, I have long admired Daming, please sit down."

Chu Xiang sat down directly and waited for the other party to express his intentions. Apart from this old man, there were only Chu Xiang and the strong man who opened the door in the living room, and there was no one else, and the young man leading the way did not come in.

The old man washed the tea set, poured a cup of tea for Chu Xiang, took a sip of the tea, and then slowly said: "My name is Tang Zhiming, even Zhiming, you understand Mingming, you should not know me."

"If you don't know each other, you shouldn't sit together." Chu Xiang said.

"It's wrong to say so. Although we don't know each other, you know the people I know. When we meet, we remove the middlemen who make the difference and make communication more convenient." Tang Zhiming said with a smile.

"I don't know many people, I'm afraid you're wrong." Chu Xiang said.

"The Zhao family in Minghai, Lianshan District, Lu Yanrong, are all middlemen."

"Avenge them? Or seek justice?" Chu Xiang was surprised at Tang Zhiming's words and looked at Tang Zhiming's eyes straight and saw what he wanted to say.

Rong Lianshan, Ou Minghai, Zhao family are all dying people. If they hadn't helped the evildoer, their younger brother Chu Kun would not have died. Chu Xiang was not ruthless when he killed them, and he cut off his head with one knife. If this Tang Zhiming had something to do with that matter, Chu Xiang wouldn't mind killing another one.

"A man cannot be resurrected by death. What we should do is to focus on the future." Tang Zhiming shook his head slightly and said.

"Oh! What kind of future is it?" Chu Xiang captured the key in Tang Zhiming's words and saw what he wanted to say.

Tang Zhiming took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Do you think this world is right?"

"What's the matter with me, right or wrong?" Chu Xiang said.

"I know what kind of person you are. Don't you want to make this world a better place?" Tang Zhiming looked at Chu Xiang and said.

"Does the world change like Rong Lianshan and the others?" Chu Xiang sneered.

"No, of course not." Tang Zhiming said seriously.

"I don't know you, and I don't want to know what you are going to do. I'm not interested in your new world." Chu Xiang said.

"None of these are problems, I will tell you slowly." Tang Zhiming said.

"I don't have that patience." Chu Xiang said.

"I am a member of the Central Political Bureau and I cannot let you know more about it at this time, but I promise that we have the ability to change the world. Our goal is to end this chaos and restore the face of this country."

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me, a commoner like me."

"When an avalanche is an innocent snowflake. Born in this country and growing up in this country, we should do our best to our motherland. We need people like you to raise their flags and lead the wrongly astrayed people on the right track." Tang Zhiming said solemnly.

"You look down on me too highly. I am just a cow with a nose held in it. Do you think so?"

"Anyone who does something wrong will have to pay the price." Tang Zhiming said.

"Are you too?" Chu Xiang sneered.

Tang Zhiming nodded seriously: "This country is sick, we need to cure him, it is obviously not possible for one person."

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Chu Xiang said, taking a sip of tea and getting up.

"We know you and hope we can have a harmonious consensus next time we meet." Tang Zhiming stood up and said, not surprised by Chu Xiang's sudden departure.

"Send Mr. Chu away." Tang Zhiming said.

The young man took Chu Xiang downstairs and outside the hotel gate before turning back.

Sure enough, it was someone in the government, but he was not invited to the government as an official, but wanted to subvert the power strugglers who are now ruled. It sounds nice, but I don’t know what will happen after I really took office. I’m afraid it’s even more unjust than the current rule.

Chu Xiang dared not participate in this kind of matter involving the ruling class of the country. The complexity in it is even more than ordinary people imagine. If it fails, it will definitely be a word of death. If it fails, it will be a rabbit and a dog. He wants to live longer, but he doesn't want to give his head in vain.

A small episode could not cause any turmoil in Chu Xiang's heart. He followed the information instructions to go to the office of the military government to verify his identity. The receptionist took Chu Xiang to a reception hall, where there were already five people there. The receptionist asked Chu Xiang to wait and leave.

The five people in the reception hall were all deep-scented, one sitting cross-legged, as steady as Mount Tai; one was like a monkey, scratching her head without stopping; one was drunk, lying across the sofa, humming like thunder; one was half lying, crossing her legs, humming a small song; one was dressed in a monk, with fat heads and big ears, with her breasts exposed, and her face was very kind, but she was smoking constantly, and the smoke was lingering, which looked very inconsistent.

The five of them each occupied one side and had their own momentum. Chu Xiang came in and only looked at him with a humming little song. The others seemed to have not noticed anyone coming in.

Chu Xiang sat down next to him and waited for arrangements. It took one day to wait, and two more people came. One was full of muscles, his body was full of evil spirits and his eyes were sharp; the other was handsome and handsome, his hand was waving a folding fan, and he looked like a noble man from the old society.

At noon, a young soldier came, with a tall figure and a calm aura. He glanced at the people in the hall and said, "If you are sure to go, follow me."

After saying only one sentence, he turned around and went out.

The man who was meditating and stood up, and everyone got up and followed, got on a small minibus, which drove to the north of the city. Everyone got off the bus and found that they had arrived at the airport. In front of them was a huge passenger plane, and a group of people were getting on the plane.

After all the people in front boarded the plane, young soldiers took the lead in getting on board. There were not many passengers on board, more than one hundred seats, and there were only less than half of them. The young soldiers took everyone to the seats at the rear without anyone else, and sat down without saying a word.

"Hey, buddy, where are we going? You can't fly directly to Japan, right?" the monkey-like man couldn't help but ask.

"Kangzhou." The young soldier said.

Not long after everyone sat down, the plane took off and quickly lifted up under the cover of the ground laser cannon, entering a high altitude, avoiding the birds in the air.

After the plane entered the altitude and stabilized, the passengers in the front seat kept shouting at the flight attendant, asking for tea, coffee, fruit, hot water, and food and drink. The two beautiful flight attendants were busy and came and went in front of several people.

"Beauty, please give me a cup of coffee." The man who likes to hum a little song kept staring at the flight attendant. When the flight attendant passed by again, he said politely.

"Okay, sir, please wait." The flight attendant bowed.

"Give me a bottle of wine." said the drunk middle-aged man.

"Sorry, sir, there is no drink on board," said the flight attendant.

After waiting for a while, the drunk man had no other reaction, and the flight attendant left.

When another flight attendant passed by, the handsome and handsome young man also asked for a cup of coffee.

Chu Xiang didn't pay attention. He didn't know what methods the young man who hummed the little song and the white-faced young man used. When the plane was almost arrived, he had already had a fight with two flight attendants. He kissed me and me in the seat at the end. Seeing that the young soldier ignored him, the white-faced young man even did something indescribable with the flight attendant in the bathroom.

The surrounding area of ​​Kangzhou has become a vast ocean. Looking down from the plane, it is a vast white area. The plane lands at an airport halfway up the mountain. There are already cars waiting. Everyone gets into the car, enters a military camp, and comes to a canteen.
Chapter completed!