I Can Add More If I Kill

Two days later.

In the training room of the First Spirit Middle School, a class of students are engaged in martial arts training.

Sun Wenhui suddenly stopped, glanced at the time, put back the wooden knife used for training, and prepared to leave.

"Wen Hui, you left so early today?" a classmate next to him asked suspiciously.

After getting along for a long time, everyone found that although Sun Wenhui has a cold temper, he is still a very good person.

Strong and low-key, he belongs to the kind with a cold face and a warm heart, and Sun Wenhui gradually has a few friends who are not bad.

"Well." Sun Wenhui nodded, "There is something."

In the training room, others were surprised to see Sun Wenhui leaving.

In terms of diligence and hard work, Sun Wenhui ranked second in the class, but no one dared to claim first.

Every time the tactical attack training Lei Fu was always the last to leave, I didn't expect to leave early today.

Sun Wenhui seemed to think of something, and slowly walked towards the beautiful girl with a single ponytail not far away.

"No way? Could it be that Sun Wenhui is interested in Su Xue, but for so long, I've never seen them communicate?"

"Isn't this normal? Su Xue is so good, and now that she has awakened her mind, no boy would dislike it, right?"

"Hey, don't you know, do you still remember the day Su Xue came, Sun Wenhui and Jing Ming had a conflict? It is said that it was because of Su Xue."

Ignoring the gossip of the people around him, Sun Wenhui came to Su Xue and asked in a low voice, "Su Xue, won't you go home earlier today?"

Sun Wenhui is now officially a member of the Red Butterfly Club, so he naturally knows the current situation of the Red Butterfly Club.

In the first two days, Sun Wenhui also learned from Sun Wenyao that the president would come back for reinforcements today.

Although Sun Wenhui wanted to ask if the president was back, Su Xue didn't know about the existence of the Red Butterfly Club because of Su Sheng's intentions, and Sun Wenhui couldn't ask directly, so he could only say that.

The girls in the training room suddenly became interested: "No way, could it be that Sun Wenhui really..."

"I've already asked that, of course, hehe..."

Even some of Sun Wenhui's close friends were stunned: "Damn it, is this kid Wenhui enlightened? Good guy, it's Wenhui, who is so direct in front of everyone's eyes."

Su Xue blinked her eyes. Although she was puzzled, she still answered truthfully: "No, come back after training?"

Everyone thought that Sun Wenhui was about to send an invitation, but Sun Wenhui frowned and looked at Su Xue seriously: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. What's the matter, classmate Sun, what's the matter with you?" Su Xue wondered.

"It's okay." Sun Wenhui shook his head and left.

"What are you doing, Sun Wenhui, I thought I could eat a big melon today!"

"That's right, why isn't this plot right! Shouldn't take the opportunity to send an invitation?"

"Xiaoxue, do you think that Sun Wenhui's stone likes you?" A girl next to Su Xue said softly, covering her mouth.

Su Xue shook her head slightly: "I can feel that he has no other intentions. The reason why he asked this seems to be to understand something else."

what is it then?

Su Xue thought about it and asked me if I wanted to go home earlier. Listening to what he said, it seemed that I should go home earlier today, but why should I go home earlier...

In the Red Butterfly Club headquarters, in the conference room, the four of them sat silently, and the atmosphere was a little condensed.

Zuo Ting looked at the time: "It's almost time, let's go."

The other three responded and walked out behind Zuo Ting.

"Secretary Zuo, take us with you too?"

"Yeah, we can also hold back a little bit. If there are more people coming back to Tianshe, we can also deal with the minions."

Several people walked out of the conference room, and dozens of members of the Red Butterfly Society outside, whether they were spiritual disciples or those in charge of finance, management, intelligence, etc., all gathered around.

Appeared worried.

Zuo Ting is a more temperamental person. Although the Red Butterfly Association is an underworld organization whose main mission is to kill people, under the leadership of Zuo Ting, it is quite human. With good conditions, the cohesion within the association is relatively strong.

In times of crisis, most people want to do their part.

However, for Spiritualists, the role of quality far outweighs the quantity. It is just that the words of a Spiritualist can hardly cause any harm to the Spiritualist.

Zuo Ting smiled and stopped everyone: "Today is no different. All aspects of business are the same as before, and everyone should perform their duties."

After being the boss for more than half a year, Zuo Ting's temperament has also changed, and he is much calmer than before.

With a wave of his hand, Zuo Ting took Sun Wenyao and the three to continue downstairs.

Two black cars were parked on the side of the road next to the square below the office building.

Zuo Ting got on the first car, and the other three got on the second car.

Apart from the driver, the Red Butterfly Club does not have any other entourage.

Zuo Ting sat in the back seat and told the driver, "Let's go."

The driver, a young man in the meeting, responded immediately, "Yes, Zuo Vice-hui."

In the second car, Yuan Xincai and Yang Fang sat in the back seat, and Sun Wenyao sat in the co-pilot. The one driving the car was Sun Wenhui, who had returned from the first spirit early.

"Xiaohui, keep up with the vice president."

"Okay brother."

The two cars drove towards Nanxing Park one after the other.

After arriving, Sun Wenhui and another young driver did not get off the bus.

"Brother." When Yuan Xincai and the two left the back seat, Sun Wenhui whispered and stopped Sun Wenyao, who also wanted to open the door and get off.

Sun Wenyao grabbed the doorknob with his right hand and stopped.

Sun Wenhui didn't grumble, and said directly: "The president doesn't seem to be back today."

Sun Wenyao was silent for a while, and then said, "If there is an accident, take care of yourself in the future and don't take revenge."

After Sun Wenyao finished speaking, he pushed open the car door and got out of the car and followed Zuo Ting.

Because it was a working day, and there were no people in Nanxing Park, Zuo Ting and the three came all the way to the wide flat land on the Banpo side of Nanxing Park.

This is where the two sides agreed to resolve the conflict.

"It seems that we arrived first, these people are really big." Zuo Ting took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep breath.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of me, my thoughts couldn't help but return to more than half a year ago.

At the beginning, he fled to Tianhui City, was caught up by Gu Ming, and was finally killed by Su Sheng, who was still a high school student, and became a puppet, "living" in another way.

Now not only has he broken through to a high level, he is also leading a thriving organization.

"The turning point in life is really unexpected." Zuo Ting looked at the distant scenery and sighed slightly.

"Secretary Zuohui, they are here." Behind him, Yang Fang whispered.

Zuo Ting took another puff, then threw away the cigarette butt and stomped it out, turned around and looked into the distance.

A total of eight people walked over from another road.

Among them, the two are the most powerful, namely Ji Hui and Qiu Yuesheng, the president of Huitian Club. Both of them are E-level.

In addition, Huitian Club also has an F-rank senior vice president.

And everyone saw an acquaintance in the crowd, it was Xie Yulong who had just left the Red Butterfly Club.