Only four days before the funeral of Lord Lu, all Yan Fuxing suddenly received an official obituary from Lord Ten:
Qin An, who represented Yan Zhaohui, died unexpectedly in Sequence Luo¡¤Jiazi Sixth Middle School. A memorial service is scheduled to be held in Luoyang on October 20. With this obituary.
All Yan Zhaohui
October 16, 2015.
Except for the above few sentences, there is nothing, not even a little emotional rendering. As for the cause of Lord Luo's death, Yan Zhaohui's vacancies and arrangements after the heavy casualties were all unclear. Most of the low-level walkers did not feel the power of this obituary at all, and some even knew the existence of Yan Zhaohui for the first time.
Most of them just looked up for a while, and then continued to devote themselves to their lives.
However, a group of people who had a deep understanding of Yan Fu's superstructure rushed to Luoyang early on, smugly taking this memorial service of a great man as a great opportunity to make their mark.
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?Longmen High-speed Railway Station, the sun is shining brightly, and the flow of people is intertwined.
"Why haven't you come"
An Jing's eyes searched around, and finally her eyes lit up.
"Here, here."
She waved to a tall woman in a loose sweater.
The other party came with a suitcase.
"Tai Sui, right?"
Shan Ling Ye Mei is really beautiful, she thought so
Tanniang nodded hesitantly.
An Jing coughed and showed an approachable smile: "I'm Bi Fang, the representative of the fourth seat of Yan Zhaohui, and I'm here to pick you up."
There are a total of five hundred and one seats for Yan Zhaohui. It is divided into five seats in front and back order.
One of the representatives is the 28 representatives represented by the ten masters, and there are currently two vacancies.
? There are fifty-two seats in the second seat.
? There are 120 seats for three seats.
? Four seats seat one hundred and forty people.
? There are one hundred and sixty-one people in five seats.
? Matters at the Yan Zhao meeting often represent the entire Yan Fu movement, at least the interests of most of the representatives. It is often used to draft solutions to high-intensity Jambud events. The decentralization of some key Yan Fu powers is occasionally used to arbitrate major conflicts between agents.
Under normal circumstances, only one representative of the ten masters is eligible to hold a Yan Zhao meeting, but if more than half of the two representatives jointly request to hold a Yan Zhao meeting on a certain issue, the ten masters must also hold a meeting.
Under normal circumstances, the ten masters will dominate the entire Yan Zhaohui process. But all Yan Zhaohui members have the right to speak. The resolutions at the Yan Zhaohui will be voted by all members of the Yan Zhaohui, and can only be passed if more than two-thirds of the votes are in favor.
The human master Zhao Jianzhong, the ghost master Su Ling, the landlord Houtu, the feather master Cao Yuanchao, the Jie master Zhan Yuejin, and the Lin master Zhu Jiuyin have a veto power of one vote. As long as anyone objects, Yan Zhaohui cannot pass any resolutions.
In addition, the representative power of the second seat is also great.
They often shoulder part of the core power of Yanfu, can interfere with the order of Yanfu, and other conveniences that are not humane. The most important point is that only the representatives of the second seats are eligible to apply for the ultimate Yanfu event of harvesting fruits. Starting the ultimate Yan Fu incident without permission will be considered as an act that touches the interests of the entire Yan Zhao Society.
What I want to explain here is that Jie, Lin, and Ghost are not the only three masters who independently completed the ultimate Yanfu event to pick the fruit during Yanfu's walk. In fact, the entire Yan Zhaohui has completed the ultimate Yanfu event. However, those fruits are either extensive but barren, or they are small fruits like "Jingcheng Yebo". It is not enough to be compared with the existence of "Four Realities".
These are almost the greatest convenience that a Yanfu walk can obtain in the present Yanfu.
Going one step further, it is to establish a giant organization capable of interfering in international affairs in Tian Jiazi Nine Fruits. In fact, the only ones who really dare to do this are Yuzhu and his three-eyed Universal. Others don't have this need, and they don't have this strength.
According to the usual practice, Yan Fu of the sixth division will enter the second seat when he walks.
"Why are you the only one? Shouldn't there be two more people coming with you?"
An Jing looked around.
Li Yan, check Xiaodao.
The former participated in the ultimate Yanfu incident as a non-agent, but was not punished by accident, and he even tied up unknown celebrities with the heinous dropout.
The latter has just completed Taotie's Yan Fu trial, and it is almost impossible to enter Yan Zhaohui.It can almost be said that it is a matter of iron and steel.
"They arrived in Luoyang this morning, they said they had other things to deal with, they said they went"
Tanniang showed a look of reminiscence.
"Huya Tower."
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"In the early hours of yesterday, a large section of National Highway 310 in the city collapsed. Three people have died so far."
"On the morning of October 15th, a series of traffic accidents occurred on the Baima Temple Overpass."
"At noon on October 14th, a gas explosion occurred in the Hetong Industrial Zone. At six o'clock in the evening, a major fire broke out in the Leigutai Scenic Area, which was suspected to be related to tourists throwing cigarette butts."
"On October 13, on the eastern section of the Lianhuo Expressway, a fuel tank truck spontaneously ignited and exploded violently. Fortunately, there were no casualties."
The screen goes off in the electronic sound.
"Ox ghosts and snake spirits."
Yang Xie muttered. He turned off the TV, took off his blue scarf and put it on a hanger aside. He said to the child curled up in the corner of the bed: "Are you awake?"
The child stared at Yang Xie with a pair of round eyes resentfully, without saying a word.
"snort."
With a snort in his nose, Yang Xie picked up a carton of milk from the table.
The child pursed his lips, and suddenly his eyes widened in horror. A large mass of blood-red mud appeared behind Yang Xie, and the cold red facial features were quietly approaching Yang Xie from behind.
Gudong, Gudong.
Yang Xie didn't seem to notice it, and still swallowed the milk.
The child swallowed, but was surprisingly quiet, trying to suppress the abnormality in his expression.
The blood-red facial features were about to pounce on Yang Xie's body, but a cold 54-style pistol was pressed against its eyes.
"Looking for death."
Yang Xie turned his head, with some milk still on his mouth.
The terrifying blood-red facial features suddenly softened, followed by a silver bell-like laugh, the mud twisted and changed, and finally turned into a girl with a protruding figure and a curvy figure.
"You really have no sense of humor."
The hot girl raised her hands high.
Bai Xiao, the traveler, Yan Fu inheritance: mirage.
? Yang Ji, the representative, Yan Fu's inheritance: Ji.
"Luoyang has not been peaceful these days. Why did you bring a child here? Family?"
Yang Xie shook his head: "In the last case, more than 20 police officers were killed, and the one named Mou Gang fled to the border. This is his child. There are no other relatives in the family."
Bai Xiao frowned, and muttered, "Leave this kind of matter to the organization. Modify the memory, enter the orphanage, leave a pension, and work together."
Yang Xi pouted: "This little wolf cub is no ordinary person."
"oh?"
Bai Xiao seemed to have noticed something, she put her face in front of the child, and said with a playful smile: "Hey, let my sister see how unusual you are."
The child shrank back in disgust, but he couldn't beat Bai Xiao, who was acting as a representative.
Bai Xiao took off the child's clothes and frowned involuntarily.
The child's body was very white and clean, but the position near the heart was full of twisted purple blood vessels, and there was a big bright hole in it, and a sophisticated and complicated mechanical part was embedded in it, which was running smoothly instead of the heart.
"this¡¡"
"His name is Mou Zhong, and he has congenital heart disease. Mou Gang used to be a worker who loaded and unloaded containers on the railway. Later, he took the risk and became a mule for a local warlord in Myanmar. Then he entered Yanfu and relied on his ability to make waves on the China-Myanmar border. This heart is what Mou Gang harvested from a certain fruit, even though this child is young, a few grown men are no match for him."
"Non-disposable consumables cannot be used on people other than Yanfu Walking. This is the old man's rule. This thing has to be handed over to the organization."
"Tear it down, and the child will die."
"He should have died a long time ago. It is also the old man's rule that Yan Fu walks and does not interfere with the birth, old age, sickness and death of non-relatives."
Bai Xiao replied, suddenly, she tilted her head and looked at Yang Xie: "Aren't you going to adopt him?"
Yang Xie unscrewed another bottle of milk, without speaking.
Bai Xiao's eyes widened. "He is so old, how do you care?"
"If you don't listen, beat him."
"What about fighting with other kids?"
"beat him."
"What if you fail the exam?"
"beat him."
"What about puppy love?"
"beat him."
"Is that how you care about your children?"
"My dad just takes care of me like that, isn't it serving the people now?"
"I don't want to be a mother before I get married!"
Yang Xie rolled his eyes, stood up and put the table full of empty milk cartons into the trash can: "I want you too."
"What did you say? Say it again."
"Okay, don't make trouble, what can you do to me?"
Yang Ji quickly waved his hands.
"Oh, that's right. I found a restaurant that tastes good, and I ask you to try it together."
Bai Xiao was reminded by Yang Jiyi. Just remembered.
"Where?"
"It's not far from here. The name is pretty good. What's it called, Huya Building." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)sp;
"I don't want to be a mother before I get married!"
Yang Xie rolled his eyes, stood up and put the table full of empty milk cartons into the trash can: "I want you too."
"What did you say? Say it again."
"Okay, don't make trouble, what can you do to me?"
Yang Ji quickly waved his hands.
"Oh, that's right. I found a restaurant that tastes good, and I ask you to try it together."
Bai Xiao was reminded by Yang Jiyi. Just remembered.
"Where?"
"It's not far from here, and the name is pretty good. What's it called, Huya Building." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com