"Fifty-fifty... that's enough, you are younger than him."
Hong Tu pondered, and then said, "Now that the Spring Festival is approaching, you should go back to Sui City first! The Bloodthirsty guy said that he already has some clues about the Hanyi Sect. As long as you destroy the Hanyi Sect and perform extraordinary feats, then the duel will be over.
If you kill Song...if you kill him, the military won't do anything to you, but the prerequisite is that you must win, if you lose..."
If you lose, you die!
There was no need for Hong Tu to explain it, Lin Mo understood and nodded confidently.
After leaving the Song family gate, Lin Mo pondered for a moment and then said: "Uncle Tu, I'll leave now."
"Won't you have a drink with me?" Hong Tu was stunned.
"I still have something to do... In this way, I will drink with you after the duel." Lin Mo said with a smile.
"Okay, it's more enjoyable to drink while celebrating." Hong Tu's eyes immediately lit up when he heard this. He knew that Lin Mo was actually sure of winning this battle, so he reached out and patted Lin Mo's shoulder.
Turn around and stride away.
Looking at Hong Tu's back, Lin Mo's eyes were warm, and he could feel that Hong Tu treated him like a nephew.
"It's time to visit Lin's house!"
Lin Mo took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and strode away.
Zhongnanhai, in a large secret room.
Number 1 first sat across from a middle-aged man dressed as an ancient Confucian scholar. The two were playing Go, black and white, with murderous intent.
"Your heart is restless." Suddenly, the black stone fell from the middle-aged Confucian scholar's hand, and his murderous intent surged into the sky, like a heavenly sword piercing the heart of the army. In an instant, the black tiger on the chessboard roared, dominating the world, and killed the white dragon.
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Victory, locked.
The No. 1 leader was slightly fat. He stared at the chessboard for a while. The white chess piece was cut off from head to tail, and his head was in a different place. He was unable to save himself. A bitter smile appeared on his face. He stood up, walked to the wooden sofa beside him, sat down, and stretched out his hand.
Pour yourself some tea.
The Confucian scholar smiled slightly and sat across from Chief No. 1. Judging from his calm words and deeds, he did not feel any restraint because the other party was the head of state.
Hua Liudao, the strongest man in China, a super strong man in the innate realm, how could he feel restrained in front of others?
"Your heart is restless!" Hua Liudao repeated this sentence while looking at the No. 1 leader who was pouring himself a drink with an unusually solemn expression.
"Mr. Hua, do you think Lin Mo will become the second natural enemy of the Song Dynasty?" After drinking three cups of tea in a row, the No. 1 leader gently put down the cup, raised his head, and said with a tone full of respect.
It seems that the No. 1 leader is more than thirty years older than Hua Liudao, but he respectfully calls him Hua Lao. Obviously, Hua Liudao's real age is quite different from his appearance of middle age.
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"Lin Mo is more terrifying than Song's natural enemy." Hua Liudao pondered for a moment and then said: "Judging from the current signs, Lin Mo's achievements in the future will not be inferior to mine."
When Chief No. 1 heard this, he was slightly shocked. He looked at Hua Liudao in shock: "Mr. Hua actually has such a high opinion of this son?"
"It's not just me." Hua Liudao shook his head, "I haven't met him face-to-face, so my judgment can't be accurate, but the old monk Wudao met me a few days ago, and he was very impressed by Lin Mo's attitude.
The evaluation is similar to mine.”
Chief No. 1’s eyes were filled with surprise again: “Has Zen Master Wudao been to Yanjing?”
"Maybe he is still in Yanjing now!" Hua Liudao smiled lightly, "He has taken a fancy to Song Changhan."
"Song Changhan..." Chief No. 1 frowned slightly, and then said: "Zen Master Wudao is repaying the Song family's great kindness and leaving a great master for the Song family!"
"Yes. Mr. Song saved Wu Dao's life back then..." Hua Liudao nodded.
This is a secret, and the Mr. Song that Hua Liudao mentioned is not the current Song Tianni, the father of the Song family, but Song Zhicheng, the father of Song Tiandi.
When Zen Master Wudao had just started his career but had not yet become a monk, he was ambushed. Although he escaped, he was seriously injured and critically ill. Song Zhicheng, who was also young at that time, was just an ordinary soldier in the army. He happened to save Wu Dao on his way home to visit his relatives.
road.
Wu Dao was grateful to Song Zhicheng, so he taught Song Zhicheng a lot of things while he was recovering from his injuries. This allowed Song Zhicheng to gradually rise to prominence in the military. Later, Song Tiandi also received Wu Dao's guidance, and eventually Song Tiandi became a military god.
, and also made the Song family one of the five major families in Yanjing.
"It's a pity that the Song family started up too fast, and it was like a nouveau riche. So everyone in the Song family got carried away. Not only were we disappointed, but even Zen Master Wudao was disappointed. Otherwise, how could he watch helplessly?
The Song family was destroyed in Lin Mo's hands?" Hua Liudao said.
"But after all, Song's natural enemy has made great contributions to the country. After his battle with Lin Mo, no matter whether he wins or loses, the Song family..." Head No. 1 paused, tapped his fingers on the coffee table, and then continued: "Song family,
Let him fend for himself. As for Song's natural enemy, if he is willing, the country can support him for the rest of his life."
"I will meet Lin Mo sometime!" Hua Liudao nodded slightly, and then suddenly said, "If he is a person with great ambitions, I will kill him first if necessary."
"That's okay. But if he has a country in his heart, I will also meet him. Now the ancient martial arts sect is ready to make a move, and the country has too few innate strong men." The No. 1 leader did not stop him and nodded.
"Shortage is not the problem, the problem is the fault. We need new strong people." Hua Liudao's eyes were deep, as if he could see through eternity, "Lin Mo is what we need. Song Changhan is by Wu Dao's side, and he should be able to contribute to the country in the future.
Used." After saying that, he stood up and left without having to resign to Chief No. 1.
"Lin Mo...Song Changhan..." Chief No. 1 leaned back, slowly closed his eyes, and murmured faintly, "I hope you don't go to the hostile side of the people..."
After walking out of Song's house, Lin Mo walked into a side alley. When there was no one around, he took out a set of clean sportswear from his space ring and changed into it.
It was impossible to kill so many people without blood on his body, so he had to change his clothes. Otherwise, it would be impossible to stop a car with blood on his body. Maybe someone would call the police as soon as he walked out of the road. If he met the police
There will definitely be cross-examination, although it will definitely be fine in the end, it is just troublesome.
After changing clothes, I walked from the other side of the side alley, then crossed two long alleys and walked out of the road, reaching out to stop the taxi.
Several men and women dressed as students walked over, but Lin Mo didn't pay attention and waved to a taxi with a no-passenger sign in front of him.
But just as the taxi approached, a girl among the students who had already passed by him suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Lin Mo, and then walked over.