A plane landed smoothly at the Shanghai airport. The plane flew from the capital. There were one hundred and three passengers on the plane, most of whom were named Li.
"Miss, we are here."
"Xiaoling, I've told you many times, don't call me miss. You are my friend. Just call me Xiaoxiao."
"Yes, smile."
The passenger plane was not connected to the corridor bridge. The plane was parked on the apron, the cabin door was open, and three luxury buses and a luxury car were parked beside the runway. Almost all the Li family members were young people who got off the plane one after another. These Li family members got on the bus in an orderly manner. Li Xiaoxiao, Xu Ling and Du Ming got into the luxury car at the front, and the convoy set off quickly.
"Miss, where are we going?" Du Ming asked
"How many choices there are."
"There is a hotel apartment next to the Jinding Temple in the city center, a villa area in the western suburbs, and a commercial and residential building in the east of the river."
"The villa area in the western suburbs is near the airport, right?"
"Yes."
"Is it next to Brother Qi's villa area?"
"Yes."
"Then let's go to the villa."
The car left the airport and within a quarter of an hour, it stopped at the entrance of a medium-sized villa community.
Du Ming pointed to the villa area in front and said, "Miss, this land was acquired three years ago. It was built last year and no one has lived in it yet."
"Runmu Villa?"
"Yes." Du Ming pointed to a villa area diagonally opposite and said, "That's Master Zhang's home, Miaoyuju."
"Miaoyuju is a good name."
At this point, the big iron door of Runmu Villa slowly opened.
After four cars drove into the community, they stopped in front of a clubhouse in the center of the community, and the people in the cars got out one after another.
Li Xiaoxiao yawned and said to Du Ming beside him, "There is a problem here. Something is wrong."
Before Li Xiaoxiao finished speaking, more than a dozen gunshots rang out almost simultaneously, and the tires of all the cars were blown out at the same time. A dense crowd of people came from all directions, surrounding the hundreds of people from the Li family in the middle.
"Du Ming, didn't you say that no one has lived here? Then who are these people?"
...
"Little deer, why are you here."
Standing next to Kimura Shunlan is Zhan Xiaolu. She is still thin, but has grown much taller and has a slimmer figure. Xiaolu still has a sick look on her face, but this illness makes her more beautiful. She frowns slightly. With her brows and slightly raised corners of her mouth, any person, regardless of gender, would unconsciously feel pity for such a girl, and also feel a little bit of heartache.
Zhang Qilu walked onto the stage and looked at Qin Dao, and the two nodded slightly. Zhang Qilu walked half a step in front of Qin Dao, and Qin Dao leaned half a step in the direction of Kimura Junlan. Qin Dao left the space for Zhang Qilu and Zhan Xiaolu.
"Why can't I be here? No one in this world cares about me except Brother Lu, but my Brother Lu is dead."
"If you are not willing to wander around, you can come with me when I meet you in Xiangjiang."
"At that time, you had Li Xiaoxiao by your side, and there were other girls. Brother Lu, who grew up with me in my heart and was dependent on me, died when we parted."
"I'm not dead."
"Brother Lu is dead, otherwise why would you never come to me?"
Zhang Qilu stopped defending. Of course he had looked for Xiaolu again. In the years before he was ten years old, Zhang Qilu had traveled almost all over China looking for Xiaolu. Only then did he find a few people who were similar to him, but he didn't like to explain.
"Then you can't stand with them. You are Chinese. Are you mentally ill?"
"No one has taught me since I was a child what it means to be a Chinese. I have been sick, coming and going, and I feel very uncomfortable. Being sick all the time makes me feel very uncomfortable. Now I am better. Twenty years have passed. I can get I have suffered from all the diseases, and my brain is not sick. Those people need me, so I am here."
Xiaolu's words stung Zhang Qilu's heart slightly. Zhang Qilu regretted it now and met Xiaolu again in Xiangjiang.
When the time comes, she should not be allowed to leave alone, but should be kept by her side. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be such trouble now.
"If you have any problems, you should come to me, not to our enemies."
Zhan Xiaolu is a companion who grew up with Zhang Qilu. It can be said that Xiaolu is the person who knows Zhang Qilu best. She knows how sensible Zhang Qilu is, and he is a person who is so sane as to be ruthless. He knew that Zhang Qilu was not only cold to himself, he was cold to almost everyone. Zhang Qilu was not only indifferent to people, he was indifferent to almost everything in the world. Xiaolu thinks that Zhang Qilu has such a strong sense of responsibility for China just because he wants to live freely in this land. This was Zhang Qilu's childhood dream. Naturally, those Westerners were not allowed to wantonly destroy China.
"Why do I stay with you? As an accessory, as a pendant. No, I don't need it, and I won't be called Zhan Xiaolu anymore. My name is Beelzebub now, and that name will be returned to you."
Zhang Qilu found that Zhan Xiaolu was slightly different from usual people at this moment. Xiaolu understood him, and of course Zhang Qilu also understood Xiaolu. Xiaolu was a quiet girl, she was not good at words, or she didn't even bother to say so many words. I remember that once when I was a child, Xiaolu got seriously ill and suffered a headache. In severe cases, he had a severe headache and went into shock. Now I think about it, Xiaolu probably had some kind of brain tumor. They were under house arrest at that time, and Zhang Qilu could do almost nothing but help Xiaolu wipe her sweat when she got sick. Xiaolu never cried out in pain, she would only smile to herself. She was so proud that she was stingy about opening her mouth because she didn't like saying such pretentious words in front of so many people. Such a stubborn person will do whatever she wants to do. Why do she have to say so much today? This is so unlike her. But no matter what, Xiaolu is the enemy now, and the doubts cannot be solved today. It is important to settle the current dilemma first.
Zhang Qilu looked at Qin Dao. Qin Dao knew that Zhang Qilu was preparing to take action. He nodded to Zhang Qilu and agreed to let him handle it.
Zhang Qilu looked at Kimura Shunlan and said, "I'll discuss a business deal with you."
"what business."
"That's it for today, get out of here."
"No more?" Kimura Shunlan was a little confused.
"Gone."
"Aren't you talking about business?"
"Yes."
"Then tell me what kind of business you want to discuss with me."
"leave here."
"Then you don't have to pay for us to leave?"
"My price is your life."
"Why is it my life, not ours?" Kimura Shunlan looked at Zhan Xiaolu beside him with some grievance.
"The little deer is my friend, I won't hurt her."
"Beelzebub is more difficult to deal with than me. Are you sure you can achieve your goal without hurting her?"
"I can do a lot of things you can't imagine. I know that you just came here this time to show your face in the Chinese arena. Your goal has been achieved."
"No, our purpose of coming here is much more than that."
"Just let it go. You have destroyed the most important Jianghu place in Shanghai. The prestige here has been greatly reduced. It will be difficult to perform its previous functions for a while. You have put me, Qin Dao, and the Jianghu people here. Being trapped for one night is already pretty impressive.”
"We are going to kill a few important people. For example, those two." Kimura Junlan pointed to the three people sitting at the bar.
Everyone turned their attention. Kimura Shunlan was referring to the two bosses here, Yu Wenzhou and Tu Tu Ye.
"Like those people." Kimura Shunlan pointed to a few people at the railing on the second floor.
Everyone looked over again. There were Heinze, Margaret Capet and Henry Russell.
"Don't even think about it, they are our guests."
"Then there's no need to discuss business."
Zhang Qilu smiled, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly. He had said enough nonsense today, so let's leave it at that.
"Then come on."
...
In recent years, the Li family's Modao team has increased to one hundred people, one-third of whom
One is girls. Women have no privileges in the Li family's Mo Dao team, and the Mo Dao they use is as huge as men. Wearing the same armor. All the elders of the Li family are almost unanimous on this matter. No matter how talented they are or how much their family values them, young people must join the Modao team.
Joining the Modao Team can temper and improve oneself, get close to the family leader Li Xiaoxiao, increase family cohesion, and contribute to the family business, so no young person from the Li family can be an exception.
The young people here may be as young as 13 or 14 years old, and the oldest may be 27 or 27 years old. These people undergo extremely rigorous training all year round, which is absolutely unimaginable to ordinary people. It is not an exaggeration to say that it takes ten years to sharpen a sword, but in recent years there have been few opportunities that required all of them to mobilize. This time they came to Shanghai together, and everyone knew that something big might happen here. When they got off the plane and got on the bus, they put on all their gear. It wasn't just Li Xiaoxiao and others who noticed something was wrong when their car entered the community. Many young people on the bus also noticed the vague murderous intent.
So the hundred-man Modao team was already fully armed when they got off the bus. An ankle-length white trench coat, a white mask, and a huge Mo Dao.
The Mo Dao team has no so-called formation, because they are strong enough, so they only need to stand side by side to face the enemy. Hundreds of people stood in two rows, forming an arc with their backs to the bus. The people in the front row raised their knives, and the people in the back row took off their blades and carried their spears.
Li Xiaoxiao looked at the mercenaries, men and women of various colors, holding long guns and short cannons with an expressionless expression.
"Miss, there are more than 300 people here, it should be a reorganization camp." Du Ming said
"A battalion just wants to deal with us?"
"These people are not the problem, I'm worried about the three mortar teams up high."
Li Xiaoxiao waved his hand and took two steps back. He took out a military wooden box one meter long, half a meter wide and half a meter high out of thin air.
"Pretend it up."
When Du Ming saw the box, he was confused at first and then overjoyed.
"This is the JK-17 individual radar. I finally asked Third Grandpa to get a set of test items first. You should be able to use it."
"Yes, we have participated in the actual combat test of this radar. Of course we will use it." After Du Ming said that, he immediately called two Li family members to start installing the radar. This radar is divided into four parts, with a total weight of less than 30 kilograms. It can be operated by one person and three people quickly installed it. Although the detection range of this radar is only two kilometers, Du Ming knew that Miss Xiaoxiao was here. enough.
Du Ming held the small radar monitor and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, a car drove out from the depths of the community and parked in the middle of the confrontation very arrogantly.
The car door opened, and an unusually strong driver got out. He walked behind the car and opened the door. Everyone's attention was on the car at the moment. Everyone first saw a thigh sticking out of the car, red high heels, and a red skirt. A plump woman stepped out of the car.
Li Xiaoxiao frowned when she saw this woman. She really didn't expect this woman to appear here. Although her appearance had changed a lot, Li Xiaoxiao still recognized who she was at a glance.
"Li Yunxi."
"Yes, it's me, but my name is no longer called Mammon."
