The number of people at Yan Zhao's venue has approached 250 people.
Gou Mang walked into the venue humming a ditty without words. There were dust and blood stains on her shirt, wet sweat stains on her back and neck, and she looked tired after exercise.
Gou Mang looked around twice, walked to the front seat, and then Shi Shiran sat next to a man with shawl hair.
"I said, have you seen Pang Chunhao?"
The shawl hair took the initiative to talk to her.
"Of course not. Have you ever seen a lone wolf go hunting a tiger? The one named Pang hasn't entered yet?"
While talking, Ju Mang tilted his head: "Did he go to find trouble with Yang Xie?"
Cape sighed: "I think it's probably true that the new student Mr. Zhan accepted didn't come in either. I don't know if it's just bad luck, or he decided to do something else on his own."
"Hey, the guy surnamed Pang is powerful, but he is not Yang Xie's opponent. If he is more stubborn, he may not have a place in Yan Zhaohui this time."
Gou Mang hugged his shoulders: "You teacher Zhan indulges his subordinates like this? The old three seats did not enter Yan Zhaohui, so it's not nice to say it."
Shawl shrugged his shoulders, and he lowered his voice: "I'm not afraid, even the old second seat didn't come, and it's not our third seat's turn to be ashamed."
He glanced at Danniang in front of him, put his head on Jumang's shoulder: "Let me tell you, Zheng Jinghong fell down."
Suddenly, the door of the venue opened, but no one came out for a long time.
After a long time, a voice came from the door: "Someone help me?"
Gongshu, who was wearing a leather jacket, stood up excitedly when he heard the familiar voice. She turned to Master Yu's concubine beside her, and said, "Help me."
Concubine Yu nodded, and the two of them entered the door together.
On the other side, Jiao Chong's left and right thumbs kept circling, and he gestured to the person around him with his eyes, and the person shook his head: "They haven't come back yet."
Jiao Chong didn't show it on the surface, but he was very angry in his heart.
Lu Jian and Wu Rong, who went to arrest Chouci, have not responded to the letter until now, and naturally they have not entered the venue. The two agents can still be represented by high-ranking officials with the potential of the Sixth Division. They can't hold Chouci for five hours. It would be ridiculous if he was really allowed to sneak into the venue.
However, compared to another thing, this is still relatively insignificant.
"Did something happen to Xiao Yang?"
In the second seat, a man with a Mediterranean comb and oily face beside Jiao Chong asked.
"Don't worry, Commissioner Bai, I have confidence in Yang Xie."
Jiao Chong swept through the few empty seats left in the third seat, and already had some outlines in his mind about what happened.
"Yang Xie must enter the second seat this time. This is not just a matter of your field work. We have made all preparations for him, and he must not lose the chain."
Jiao Chong responded sullenly: "He will not lose the chain, but Commissioner Bai."
He turned his head: "The old man warned us not to do unnecessary things."
Commissioner Bai was noncommittal and did not respond.
Among the several second-seat reserves, Jingangzhi is a fellow apprentice of Wuwei Sanzang, and his qualifications are very old. Even if there is no death of the master, it will be a matter of time before King Kongzhi will enter the second seat.
Wei Yueyan was nominated by Su Ling, a high-level researcher under him.
Nine Phoenixes, Yang Ji, and Tai Sui were all nominated by Zhao Jianzhong.
What's interesting is that neither Jiufeng nor Tai Sui can be regarded as Zhao Jianzhong's direct descendants. In the eyes of Jiao Chong and others, these two are not considered reliable relatives.
Especially Jiufeng, due to some reasons, the whole group including Jiao Chong and Yang Yu still have a lot of trouble with the new Jiufeng
Both Jiufeng and Tai Sui were unreliable, so helping Yang Ji into the second seat was the wish of most of Zhao Jianzhong's confidantes, headed by Jiao Chong.
Arrogant Chong once boasted to Haikou in front of the ten masters, and Yang Xie is the agent with the strongest fighting ability among the three seats, and he is not afraid of anyone to compare.
If he hadn't entered Yan Zhaohui, the so-called second reserve would naturally become a joke.
Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Zheng Jinghong, who was pale and almost unable to walk, was supported by Gongshu and walked into the seat.
Until Zheng Jinghong walked past her, Danniang didn't have any expression on her face, but there was a flash of blue flame in her pupils.
In the next half an hour, many representatives entered the arena one after another, most of them were members of the old fourth seat, and there were also a few unlucky third seats.
"How many people are on the list?"
"Two hundred and fifty people, including one absent from the old one, none absent from the old second, and two absent from the old third."
One seat is lessAid North Korea.
At the third seat, Gou Mang yawned: "That's why I entered the arena so late, it really made me sit here for five hours, and my bones are shattered,"
While speaking, Jumang glanced back, his eyes froze suddenly.
Most of the people present were gathered before the third seat, there were not many seats in the fourth seat, and there were almost no people in the last five seats, except for a fat man with a crazy smile sitting in the most inconspicuous corner, holding a handheld in his hand , the other party noticed the gaze in front of him, and raised his head to give him a salty smile.
Gou Mang twitched the corners of his mouth, looking away with an ugly face.
She complained to the shawl: "Isn't the scum of the Bliss Society dead yet?"
"Don't make trouble, this fat man still has something, shut up."
The entire Yanfu, because of Zhao Jianzhong's iron-fisted suppression, although Yanfu was born with many factions, and the ethos of forming cliques is difficult to eradicate, there are almost no coercive and efficient force groups, most of which are based on human relations and interests. Loose organization of exchange.
The few teams with double-digit agents, except Sanyan Global, were all under extremely strict restraint by Zhao Jianzhong.
In addition to the accounts, personnel lists and plans that must be announced to Yan Zhaohui, Zhao Jianzhong also set up several rules, one of which is that the names of all teams must pass Yan Zhaohui's internal audit and must be registered with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, yes, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau , verify the name, obtain the license in a legal name, and cannot contain words such as "China", "National" and "International".
Therefore, names such as "Wan'an Engineering Consulting Co., Ltd." are not all used to deceive people. As for the name of the Bliss Society, which is obviously oriented to an abnormal organization, it is reasonable to not pass the review.
However, there are exceptions to everything.
The Bliss Club, because of its transcendent purity and harmlessness, allowed Zhao Jianzhong to let it go. As for the virtues of this organization, as long as it is called its full name, most people have tacitly understood it.
The full name of the Bliss Club, hacg Bliss Club, is a private communication organization purely for entertainment.
While the two were complaining to each other, the door opened again.
This is the 251st person, and the arrogant people are looking forward to it, even Zhao Jianzhong and Zhan Yuejin also raised their heads.
But what came out from behind the door was a person who was not very impressed by anyone.
He has broad eyes and a cigarette in his mouth.
Check the knife.
"Alas," the proud insect sighed.
Zha Xiaodao was a little uncomfortable. He saw Tanniang beckoning to him in the seat, and raised his hand in response. But seeing Miss Mei closing her eyes and meditating on the fourth seat, she couldn't help but walk towards the fourth seat.
Zhao Jianzhong opened his eyes: "The number of people has exceeded half, and I will announce"
"please wait a while."
Holding the doorknob, Yang Xi hurried into the venue with wounds all over his body.
He walked up to Jiao Chong without saying a word: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry, Boss Jiao, I'm late."
Zhao Jianzhong shook his head and remained silent.
The arrogant insect asked: "Pang Chunhao?"
Yang Xie nodded.
"how is he."
"If you're lucky, maybe you can make five seats in time."
"Understood, you can find a place to sit, I'm missing a meeting."
"yes."
Yang Xie walked to the seat wearily, unbuttoned his shirt, took out a tube of silver spray and sprayed it on the wounds on his arms and neck.
"There are already more than half of the people."
? Zhao Jianzhong said: "Now start to draft the list and seats of the new Yan Zhaohui." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com