Son of Heaven

"Perhaps. However, there has never been such a situation in history." Liang Ziheng shook his head and smiled wryly.

"History is made by people." Liang Chen smiled lightly.

"Don't take risks, try your best. When you find that you can't do it, you must stop the game. As long as you can win seven games, you have basically established our first victory. You can completely control the overall situation." Liang Ziheng frowned, aware of Liang Chen's intentions, and persuaded him.

"Hehe, it depends on the situation." Liang Chen smiled noncommittally.

Liang Ziheng sighed silently, and didn't persuade him anymore, but a look of admiration flashed in his eyes. [

"In fact, the competition is not the main event. The most important thing is the distribution of benefits after the competition. If there are more than ten bosses who bet their lives and all their wealth and ask for a rematch, things will be troublesome. If it is not done well, it will be delayed again and again. During this period, the real bloody storm will be set off again. Some dissatisfied bosses will take the opportunity to transfer assets secretly, and those bosses who have vested interests are naturally unwilling. Take this opportunity to make a last mad effort to understand the hatred. A big fight is a certainty, and it will definitely disrupt the dark order of the entire province of J. Of course, I am willing to gamble and admit defeat. Under normal circumstances, this kind of thing will not happen. But the problem is, once the foreign families get involved, or even unite to control those bosses, there will definitely be big problems. If this kind of riot is not done well, it will break out immediately, and even make the whole New Year's day uneasy. This is also true. Yang Zhongyong, the patron saint of the military bosses of the province J, is the last thing he wants to see, that's why he strongly resists the infiltration of foreign families and stirs up the wind and the rain." Liang Ziheng took a deep breath when he said this road.

"Well, I don't know how to solve the problem of the foreign family now." Liang Chen slightly raised his thick eyebrows and asked with his eyes closed.

"I don't know about this. However, according to rumors, it seems that the Lan family in the south seems to have been involved in it, and also expelled many families who tried to fish in troubled waters. I don't know how many families are left. These families They are all very ghostly, hidden behind, even at the last moment, they may not appear." Liang Ziheng shook his head and said, but then frowned again, "It stands to reason that the Lan family doesn't seem to have any intention or disdain for mere mere For the competition in the Swordsmanship Festival in a province, I haven't even found a spokesperson. Why do you suddenly appear to make trouble now? What is it for?" Liang Ziheng was a little puzzled.

"Let them go. Don't think about it if you can't figure it out. We just need to do our own thing well." Liang Chen smiled slightly, which was quite unpredictable. This smile fell into Liang Chen Ziheng's eyes. Here, he is even more uncertain.

At this moment, a subordinate came in hurriedly from outside, lowered his head and said something in Liang Ziheng's ear, Liang Ziheng nodded, "I'll go out for a while, and when I call you, you can go out to fight." Before leaving In front of the door, Liang Ziheng turned his head and gave Liang Chen a deep look, "Be careful." He added, and hurried out.

Not long after, a voice that was no longer young sounded from the speakers below, "My colleagues in J province, hello, my name is Kong Zechun, the deputy secretary-general of the General League, and this time I was entrusted by the General League to communicate with you. The Branch League, the District League, and Yu Zhanyuan, the watchman of Province J, will witness the Sword Fist Festival in Province J together. I hope everyone can work together to participate in the grand event today. Winning is not arrogant, and losing is not discouraged. , successfully end this sword-making festival, carry on the past and usher in the future, and create the glory of the dark order in Province J." Kong Zechun simply said a few words in a rather political official language, and then put down the microphone.