Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Lin Mansion.

After Zou Rong sat down, Lin Xiwen said: "I heard that you went to see my master today?"

"Yes." Zou Rong nodded, with a hint of disappointment in his tone: "We want to find Master Zheng to provide us with justice."

Lin Xiwen raised his head and glanced at her: "Master doesn't agree?"

"Brother Zheng didn't speak." Zou Rong said calmly: "Before he had time to speak, he was interrupted by the new Master Lin."

"Master Lin?" Hearing that the topic shifted to Lincoln, the look in Lin Xiwen's eyes finally changed: "Among the eighteen of you, were you convinced by him alone?"

Zou Rong did not speak, but picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, and then said melancholy: "Adjutant Lin, do you believe in magic?"

"Spells?" Lin Xiwen frowned, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I saw it in a novel. Why, when did Master Zou start to believe in this kind of thing?"

"I didn't believe it at first." Zou Rong's eyes showed a trace of memory: "But since Master Wu was dismembered by five horses using magic, I began to believe it."

After Zou Rong said this, the expression on Lin Xiwen's face finally changed. He put down the teacup in his hand and frowned: "Master Zou, are you serious?"

"It's understandable that you don't believe it." Zou Rong sighed and stood up: "If there is nothing else..."

"Tell me carefully." Lin Xiwen grabbed Zou Rong: "I didn't say I didn't believe it, but you have to give some more practical and detailed descriptions, otherwise, others will think I am a fool."

"I can't describe it to you in detail." Zou Rong shook his head and opened Lin Xiwen's hand: "Before today, I never thought that such a person actually existed in this world."

"I don't know if he is one of those gods in novels, but what I do know is that if he doesn't use his gun, he will kill the eighteen of us club owners and there is no way he can stop him."

"What did he tell you?" Lin Xiwen stared at Zou Rong: "Does he want you to close the door and leave?"

"One is to close the door and leave." Zou Rong paused, then continued: "The other is to enter the arena of life and death."

"One side is a way out, and the other side is ideas. If Adjutant Lin hadn't come to me, I might have been busy closing the door at this time." Zou Rong spread his hands: "The martial arts school has a lot of money, but it only has one life."

Lin Xiwen pondered for a moment, and then said slowly: "What if I want you to continue to open the martial arts gym?"

"Then it depends on what kind of support Adjutant Lin can give me." Zou Rong said with a smile: "The martial arts gym needs someone to look after it before it can open in Tianjin city."

"In the past, Brother Zheng's reputation could suppress all the martial arts practitioners in Tianjin. Now, if Adjutant Lin wants me to continue to open a martial arts gym, I have to suppress Master Lin."

Zou Rong's words were straightforward. He almost asked the troops behind Lin Xiwen to deal with Lincoln by name, but Lin Xiwen did not refuse.

Martial arts schools make money, warlords are jealous, but what Lin Xiwen values ​​​​more now is the 'spells' Zou Rong talks about.

The Tianjin martial arts practice had to be kept, because it was related to whether the warlord behind him could make money from it, but Lincoln also had to live because Lin Xiwen was very interested in the so-called magic.

You can't believe everything Zou Rong said, but judging from the attitude of Tianjin Martial Arts School, Lin Xiwen thinks that a large part of it can be believed.

Spells might not necessarily be what he imagined, but he thought there must be something magical about it, otherwise Lincoln would never be able to single-handedly get his master, Zheng Shanao, to support him and close all the martial arts gyms in Tianjin.

The price is too high.

He was more than 90% sure that Lincoln had something good in his hands, but the army could not move arbitrarily. He would go talk to the governor and see what the situation was.

This will take some time, but it won't take long, a day or two at most is enough.

The problem now is that all the martial arts schools in Tianjin cannot be closed down in one or two days. At least two must be left, even if there are dead people, two must be left.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiwen couldn't help but show a sharp look in his eyes.

Zheng Shanao did not regard Lin Xiwen as his direct disciple, so how could Lin Xiwen regard Zheng Shanao as his biological father?

The former was to take advantage of Lin Xiwen, while Lin Xiwen was always thinking about how he could step on his master and achieve great things.

Before, he was thinking about Xu Tuzhi, but now the situation is a bit wrong, maybe strong medicine will be needed!

Seeing Lin Xiwen enter the scene, Zou Rong, who had achieved his goal, left the Lin Mansion with a smile.

She believed that Lin Xiwen and even the governor behind him would definitely take action.

You know, even though the golden chain killed a teacher in front of her, after leaving that room, she still couldn't help but covet the 'spell' in her heart.

Having seen dead people, she could not suppress the greed in her heart. People like Lin Xiwen who have not experienced shock will definitely become more greedy! This is human nature!

As Zou Rong expected, after she left, Lin Xiwen began to collect more information and intelligence, and answered the phone call from the warlord that night.

Even his assistants didn't know what exactly he and the warlord talked about on the phone. But at noon the next day, the peaceful city of Tianjin was no longer stable. A warlord force entered the city and led the team

Yes, it is really the warlord whose voice he has heard for a long time.

Tianjin is Zhang Zuolin's territory, but under this great warlord, there are many military commanders. The military strength of these military commanders who are called warlords is not as strong as that of the great warlord, but for Tianjin City, it is also an unfavorable force.

secular power.

At least before, there had never been any warlords entering the city.

Seeing the groups of blue-clad soldiers carrying rifles and pushing cannons walking through the streets, everyone knew that the peaceful days before were probably gone forever.

The door of the street tea house was closed tightly. Through the half-open window, Qian Er and Sun San were staring at the team outside, whispering: "The army has entered the city, and things are getting big now!"

"Yes." Sun San nodded, his voice a little strange: "You said this is fine, why did the army enter the city?"

"You are stupid!" Qian Er patted Sun San on the head: "If you think about it, it must be related to the recent events in the martial arts school. Apart from Zheng Toupai and Master Lin, there are only two martial arts schools in Tianjin.

The martial arts gym is not closed."

"If you ask me, if this army rushes into the city in a hurry, it is most likely that they are preparing to take over the martial arts. If the takeover is successful, then it will not be a dream to make money every day in the future!"

"But..." Sun San's voice sounded a little confused: "Isn't it Zheng Toupai who has the final say in martial arts now? There is also that newly opened martial arts gym, which is not easy to mess with."

"Huh, not easy to mess with?" Qian Er sneered: "No matter how good a martial artist is in fighting, he is still made of flesh. Can he block bullets? Can he block cannonballs?"

"They have to cooperate even if they don't cooperate, otherwise, with a long gun and a short cannon, they will definitely die!"