Chapter 165 A Man Has His Own Decision

After being in a coma for three days, Zhao Qingxia finally woke up in the Shengmen Medical Center of the Peace Hotel.

His injuries were fully recovered under the tireless care of the medical team.

This made Li Jun, who had been waiting for three days, finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thanks, Brother Jun."

Li Jun looked at Zhao Qingxia's stern face and couldn't help but smile: "If you even want to say thank you to me for such a small thing, then Lord Ma won't be so angry that he wakes up?"

Zhao Qingxia shook his head and said: "One code means one code. Just because I saved you before, you can't take it for granted now. That's not the truth."

"Okay, let's not talk about this."

Li Jun waved his hand and changed the topic, "What are you going to do next?"

Zhao Qingxia was not in a hurry to answer his question, but asked: "How is Lao Ma's current situation?"

"It's not a big problem. This place is called the Peace Hotel, and the owner is a Nuo Gong named Yin Yang Ba. The damage to Lord Ma's core is not too serious. He has a way to repair it, but it may take some time."

"If the Yin Yang family is like that group of yellow beam rats, then they do have a way to repair the 'Ming Ghost'."

Zhao Qingxia breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, stretched his back and said, "Then let this stallion have a good sleep, and I will pick him up after I finish my work."

Looking at Zhao Qingxia who looked relaxed in front of him, Li Jun's brows suddenly wrinkled.

At this moment, he was keenly aware of Zhao Qingxia's sharp edge hidden under his smile.

This feeling is like a sharp sword that has been hiding its edge for a long time and finally breaks free from the shackles of the scabbard and can show its edge.

Li Jun was thoughtful and asked in a deep voice: "Are you going back to Tianzhihui?"

Zhao Qingxia did not comment, but smiled lightly and said: "You can't let someone betray you for nothing. I have been with you for so long, and I have never been beaten so badly."

Li Jun looked surprised: "You already know the other party's identity?"

Zhao Qingxia said frankly: "I don't know, but there are not many people in the Tianzhihui's Mo Attack Team, and even fewer people are unhappy with me. At worst, I can find them one by one, and I can always know who it is."

Li Jun shook his head and said: "You are too reckless to do this. Why don't you wait until I finish the matters in Chongqing Mansion and I will go with you."

"No need, Brother Jun," Zhao Qingxia decisively rejected Li Jun's proposal, "This is a matter of our Tianzhi Association and we cannot allow outsiders to interfere."

"Then you have to at least wait until Lord Ma wakes up, otherwise can you handle it alone?"

Li Jun hesitated for a moment and said something that even he thought was ridiculous: "A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years."

"That's the excuse those grandsons of Confucianism made for their cowardice. I can't do it. If I can't resolve this matter, I don't have the face to see the old horse."

Zhao Qingxia patted his chest, his voice was low, as if there was a barrier blocking his chest, "I never like overnight revenge, otherwise I won't be able to close my eyes every night. Think twice before taking a long-term view. This kind of thing is not suitable for me."

"And I'm worried that if I tolerate this bad temper now, I won't have the courage to seek revenge in the future."

Only with a breath of bad breath in your chest can you be full of courage.

If you look forward and backward now, you will be even more frightened by the many difficulties that will arise in the long run.

Once the hot blood has cooled down, it is not easy to ignite it again.

Now that the decision has been made, there is no need for further persuasion.

He is a man, he makes his own decisions.

Li Jun asked: "When will you leave?"

Zhao Qingxia took the brand new military uniform prepared by the bed and put it on, "Now."

"Then how do I contact you? No matter if you win or lose, I should always have news."

"When Lao Ma wakes up, he will naturally know whether I lost or won."

Looking at the resolute Zhao Qingxia, Li Jun suddenly had a firm thought in his mind.

If Zhao Qingxia can win this time, then he may not be far away from being promoted to Mo Qi.

With his body made of steel, he is indomitable.

This is exactly the character requirement of those who follow the Mohist sequence.

"By the way, there's something I've always wanted to ask you. That day on Kowloon Street, those guys in muddy water robes."

Zhao Qingxia's figure who had already walked to the door suddenly paused, and his hands hanging by his legs suddenly clenched into fists.

"They are all dead. Yu Canghai's sword is too fast and there is no way he can be saved."

All dead

Even though he had a premonition in his heart, when he really got the exact answer, Li Jun couldn't help but feel lost.

During his stay in Chongqing Mansion, he asked Zou Sijiu and He Zangjia to use their own news channels to inquire about the news of that day.

But the reply I received was that the Qingcheng Group had blocked the news. Even if a surviving witness was found, the other party remained silent and did not dare to tell the truth anyway.

So during this period, Li Jun was actually holding on to a sense of luck, guessing that maybe Yu Canghai would detain the people from Brother Pao's club and use them to threaten him into committing suicide.

But now it seems that Yu Canghai doesn't even bother to use such methods, and instead kills all those who dare to challenge the majesty of the Qingcheng Group.

In a daze, Li Jun seemed to see the man who liked to wear a green shirt and hold a paper fan, pretending to be romantic.

The young helmsman who didn't want to drag himself down and led his men to challenge the Annan Gang.

That brother in the muddy water robe who would rather fight bloody battles with the Tianfu garrison in the street than accept the consequences.

"Kang Qingyun"

Li Jun murmured to himself, with an expression on his face that seemed to be crying or smiling: "How come they are so damn stubborn and not afraid of death?"

His voice was rough and hoarse, like two rough gravels rubbing against each other.

Zhao Qingxia's shoulders trembled slightly, the corners of his mouth tightened into a straight line, and he resolutely raised his feet and crossed the threshold.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of this Shengmen Clinic was pushed open again.

Zou Sijiu, who had just entered the door, shuddered at the cold air that hit him in the face.

Before he could figure out why the Shengmen, which used to be as warm as spring, was so cold, he was startled by a pair of extremely indifferent eyes.

"Brother Li, someone is looking for you outside."

Zou Sijiu swallowed his saliva and said carefully.

"The man claimed to be a subordinate of He Zangjia, the "Tiger Head" of the Sichuan and Chongqing Gambling Association."

Hearing He Zangjia's name, Li Jun took a deep breath slowly, and then suppressed the restless murderous intent in his heart.

"What did he say."

"It was quite vague, saying that his boss and Zhou You were detained by Luohan Temple and asked you for help."

Zou Sijiu said: "But I read a fortune, and he should be telling the truth."

"Since it is the truth, then it's really a coincidence."

Li Jun sneered, suddenly stood up, and strode out of the room.

Zou Sijiu, who was left aside, was stunned. The murderous aura that Li Jun just revealed was even more than when he learned that Zhao Qingxia was being hunted.

"What is the relationship between this He Zangjia and Zhou You and him? No, I have to use the big case technique to check it out."

Zou Sijiu's fingers moved repeatedly, so fast that they almost became a phantom.

Suddenly, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly took out a compass-shaped instrument from his arms and shouted urgently: "Hurry up and check if there are any debts between us and Luohan Temple. If there are, sell them immediately!"

"Don't ask why, do it for me right away! After today, it will be a problem whether there is still Luohan Temple!"