Cyber Daming

A stone falls into a well, but it stirs up a storm.

Li Zu's words attracted everyone's agreement, and for a while the venue was filled with all kinds of weird words.

"To be honest, it's not that we are unwilling to share adversity, it's just that the Luohan Temple matter really has nothing to do with us!"

"It makes sense, and the key point is that we can't afford to offend Shaolin's walking. Doesn't this mean we are going to die?"

"Which of you dares? Anyway, I don't dare."

Among them, Zuopu, who was sitting at the foot of the Li soldiers and wearing patchwork on his long gown, spoke the most harshly.

"What Brother 'Plum Blossom' Li said just now is true. Whoever pokes trouble will take over, whoever caused the trouble will bear it. There is no way to implicate innocent people."

"Okay, very good. As expected of brothers from the gambling club, everyone speaks with reason and reason. I, He Zangjia, have nothing to say. But I have a doubt that I would like to ask everyone. That building built on the old site of Luohan Temple It’s a nightclub, do you guys share the money?”

He Zangjia stared at the patch on his chest for a long time. The more he looked at it, the more dazzling he felt. Finally, he slapped his chest hard and looked up at everyone.

"Do you agree? I remember that when we first entered Zhongyu District, you were the one who danced the most. If I remember correctly, you even said that you would strike while the iron is hot and get it from the hands of the 'birds' Grab some more territory?"

The expression of the 'Bench' who was staring at him suddenly became stiff, and he hesitated and couldn't speak.

He Zangjia turned his eyes and looked at the other person.

"'Red Head', did you get a share? How much of the newly implanted mechanical heart in your belly was bought with the dividends from that place?"

He finally looked at Zuopu.

"'Changshan', I think what you just said is very harsh. What do you mean by not implicating the innocent? Why didn't you worry about Shaolin coming to your door when you took the money? Now you know you are afraid?"

Zuopu frowned and shouted: "'Hepai,' please be careful what you say. I'm not afraid, I'm just unwilling to fight for outsiders!"

"Outsiders?" He Zangjia sneered, "The outsiders you call are now also members of our 'card system'!"

"Can the miscellaneous brands be considered one of our own?"

boom!

He Zangjia smashed his fist on the table, leaned forward and pressed forward, his eyes filled with murderous intent, like a fierce tiger emerging from a fire.

"What a miscellaneous person is not one of our own. Grandmaster is downstairs. You have the guts to say it again in front of Grandmaster. As long as you dare, I will log off immediately and bring people to kill you!" "

"me."

Zuopu was startled by He Zangjia's momentum and said timidly.

He Zangjia was like a tyrannical hungry tiger, squatting on the seat, probing his claws and baring teeth, plowing through the entire venue with his eyes, cutting every face.

It wasn't until no one dared to speak anymore that he turned his head and looked upward.

"Sir, this is not what we originally agreed to do."

There was a hint of suppressed anger in He Zangjia's tone, but Jin Shenghuo still smiled warmly.

"That's right, I promised you at the time that the 'Pai Department' would handle the coming Shaolin people, so now I have summoned all the brothers to face it together. This does not violate my original promise."

Jin Shenghuo comforted him: "Don't worry, Zangjia. Shaolin is powerful. It's normal for brothers to be afraid for a while. We can discuss it slowly."

This fat Siamese guy has made it clear today that he wants to burn bridges across the river!

He Zangjia stopped looking at Jin Shenghuo and turned his attention to the other two generals.

‘Take Off General’ Zhao Tong looked at his nose and heart without even bothering to raise his eyelids.

Only ‘Fire General’ Zhang Ren’s pair of black and thick eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and his Chinese-character face was filled with confusion and confusion. It seemed that he had just learned about today’s topic.

In He Zangjia's hopeful eyes, Zhang Ren slowly said: "When our 'three generals' agreed to the 'Hepai', Shaolin's walking is indeed worthy of it."

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a fat palm on his shoulder.

Jin Shenghuo slowly stood up from his seat, walked behind Zhang Ren, and put his hands on his shoulders.

"The 'card system' does not belong to the three of us, but to all the brothers here. So how to deal with Shaolin's criticism this time, we have to come up with a charter together."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid someone will scold our third general behind our backs for being Qi Huai's second best."

Zhang Ren looked unhappy, but still closed his mouth in hesitation.

"Brothers, what do you think?"

As he spoke, Jin Shenghuo's eyes looked at Li Zu calmly, with a hint of obscure meaning in his eyes.

"ha."

In the silent venue, Li Zu's laughter seemed particularly harsh.

He Zangjia's eyes were cold, looking at the sarcasm grinning from the corner of Li Zu's mouth.

"Just now, 'Hepai', you asked that everyone only wants to share wealth and wealth, and is not willing to share hardships. Then I, Li Zu, don't want this wealth."

Li Zu pointed his halberd at He Zangjia, "I will put my words here now. I will give up all the dividends from the nightclub at the old site of Luohan Temple, and I will not participate in the Shaolin Walk."

He leaned back on the chair and sneered: "If you don't share wealth and honor, you can't ask me to share hardships, right?"

"'Meihua' is right, count me in, I will also give up all my dividends."

"I'll follow this move."

"I'll follow too."

Followers are like clouds, and the pictures are poor and daggers can be seen.

How could He Zangjia still not understand the purpose of Jin Shenghuo's meeting today?

This fat Siamese man not only wanted to cross the river and burn the bridge, but also pushed him to the front to face the wrath of Shaolin alone.

"It seems that the brothers' opinions are not unanimous! In that case, let's follow the old rules and discuss the matter together."

boom!

The stone door in front of the tall building closed inexplicably, and the doors and windows around the second floor were also closed one after another.

In Huang Liang's dream, this means that the permission to actively log off has been forcibly locked.

If the user wants to leave, he can only use external force to pull out the nerve bundle connected to the spiritual orifice at the back of the head.

But now He Zangjia can't even get any news out. In reality, who can help him unplug?

A house full of hungry wolves, catching turtles in a jar.

The results of the collegial meeting naturally need no elaboration. Except for the ‘fire general’ Zhang Ren who chose to abstain from voting, the arms supporting Li Zu were raised like a forest.

"The results of the collegial meeting are out. Since all the brothers have chosen to give up the dividends from the nightclub at the old site, I can only handle this matter with you."

Jin Shenghuo smiled and said: "But don't worry, we won't let your efforts go in vain. As long as you can properly resolve the accusations from Shaolin, the old nightclub will be transferred to your name."

He Zangjia gritted his teeth and said nothing, his face was livid and ugly.

The matter has come to this, if he still refuses forcefully, I am afraid that he will not be able to get out of this yellow beam dream today.

"Since you don't object to Zang Jia, then this matter is settled. Brothers, you can leave now!"

Jin Shenghuo waved his hand, and all the closed doors and windows of the black stone high-rise building opened at the same time.

He Zangjia's figure flashed in a trance and disappeared into the seat first.

The rest of the people also bowed to the three generals in charge and then left one after another.

After a while.

In the huge black stone high-rise building, there are only three generals of the 'card series'.