Chapter 229: Song Zongyuan's Ambition, Crisis
"Come in!"
Jiang Zhenwu's voice came from inside the villa.
Song Zongyuan said to the middle-aged man and his sister behind him: "Uncle Fu, Qianqian, you are waiting for me in the car!"
Uncle Fu respectfully agreed, "Yes, young master!"
But Song Qian was unhappy, pouting: "I don't, I want to go in with you, his shelf is bigger than those guys in the capital." ”
Song Zongyuan thought about it, didn't stop it, let Song Qian follow, and whispered: "Wait a while, be quiet, don't talk." ”
Song Qian nodded disdainfully, although Jiang Zhenwu's strength yesterday was extremely powerful, she still didn't look at it a little, because she was born in a big family, such as Jiang Zhenwu, a lone master who has no sect and no faction and is not a child of a big family, no matter how powerful he is, he is not the opponent of the big forces.
Therefore, she still has some condescending tsundere.
The two walked into the courtyard and saw Jiang Nan and Chen Jia, two girls they had all seen, walking on horses, sweating in the morning sun, but they were gritting their teeth and insisting.
Song Zongyuan looked at Chen Jia with some curiosity.
With his spiritual power, he noticed that Chen Jia had a fire-based talent at the competition venue yesterday, but he didn't expect to be here in a difficult Zama step.
He felt that Chen Jia was really a waste of talent to practice martial arts in Jiang Zhenwu's hands.
Obviously, you only need a little training to have strong combat effectiveness and lethality, but you have to start from scratch to practice martial arts, which is a bit of putting the cart before the horse.
However, he didn't say anything, and took Song Qian to the villa step by step.
Seeing Jiang Zhenwu sitting on the sofa in the living room with a sword box on his lap, Song Zongyuan smiled and said: "President Jiang is really amazing, I thought you were a professional in boxing, and one punch shocked the world, but I didn't expect you to have an understanding of swordsmanship." ”
Jiang Zhenwu pressed one hand on the sword box, and his five fingers lightly lit back and forth on it, as if playing some kind of rhythm, looked at Song Zongyuan and Song Qian, and said, "Please sit down!"
Song Zongyuan and Song Qian sat down facing Jiang Zhenwu.
"President Jiang, you and I are both young people, so I won't go around in circles with you. ”
As soon as Song Zongyuan sat down, he said straight to the point.
Jiang Zhenwu nodded: "I know that Song Gongzi must have something to do with me, so you might as well say it directly." ”
Song Zongyuan's expression became serious, and he lowered his voice and said, "Then I'll say it directly, in fact, it's not a big deal, it's just that I want to invite you, President Jiang, to join one of our organizations." ”
Jiang Zhenwu was slightly stunned, his eyes swept at Song Zongyuan, he was vigilant in his heart, and frowned and asked, "Your organization, who are you, what kind of organization is it?"
Song Zongyuan didn't answer immediately, but asked first: "President Jiang, do you think that all of our abilities and martial artists must accept the control from above and lose their own freedom and freedom, is this what we want?"
That's a bit serious.
Although Jiang Zhenwu has been resisting the brainless and strong domination of the law enforcement team, and even directly defeated the law enforcement team head-on several times, he has never said such a thing.
After all, it's one thing to conflict with a cause, and it's another thing to target it purposefully.
The land of Shenzhou, after all, is the most powerful in the official face.
Several major sects in the folk martial arts world did not dare to confront the above, but they were not dealing with the high-level of the law enforcement team, and resisted a few strong figures in the law enforcement team.
The factors involved are intricate and complex, and Jiang Zhenwu is not able to understand and be able to participate in them now.
This Song Zongyuan ......
The ambition is big, big!
Jiang Zhenwu stared at Song Zongyuan, pretending not to understand, shook his head and said, "I don't understand what you mean, Mr. Song!"
Song Zongyuan leaned on the sofa, his eyes were still looking at Jiang Zhenwu, his palm was gently stretched out, and a cup of tea on the coffee table automatically flew up and slowly fell into his hand.
"President Jiang, I have lived abroad since I was a child. Do you know what the relationship between us supernatural beings and warriors and the government is abroad?"
Song Zongyuan asked again.
Jiang Zhenwu still didn't speak, just looked at the other party in silence.
Song Zongyuan took a sip of tea lightly, his expression was a little yearning, and he said: "It's a cooperative relationship, a very equal cooperative relationship! All over the world, there are countless different abilities in various places, hundreds of people, as few as three or five people, can announce the establishment of an organization that is their own decision, and then cooperate with the government on this basis, and both sides take what they need, and there is no boss who is whom." ”
"As the most populous country in the world, according to a certain proportion, the number of people with supernatural abilities should also be the largest. However, the official number of people recorded is only a thousand, and there are tens of thousands of people with information in North America alone, why is this? Because more of us here have hidden themselves, because they have no organization that belongs to them, and they are the masters of their own affairs, and the only choice is to serve the country, but many people are not willing, so they choose to hide, and the number of people who are hidden in this part far exceeds the official people. ”
Jiang Zhenwu shook his head and said lightly: "This has nothing to do with me!"
Song Zongyuan nodded and said approvingly: "Indeed, this has nothing to do with you, President Jiang. You are a martial arts master, a little different from us, but the situation is the same, don't you want to get rid of this status quo? We can join forces, I have already contacted hundreds of supernatural powerhouses who are not in the official register, and some martial arts masters are also willing to join us, we just wait for an opportunity, and when the time is right, we will announce the establishment of a civil organization and announce our existence to the world!"
Jiang Zhenwu said with a hint of solemnity: "Waiting for you to be strong enough?"
The so-called opportunity is naturally an excuse, only if it is strong enough, can it have the power to negotiate, otherwise it will be exposed when it is weak, and I am afraid that it will usher in a strong blow and be nip in the bud.
After all, the several thousand-year-old sects in the land of Shenzhou are now facing tremendous pressure.
Here, all forces that have the ability to influence the overall situation must be controlled and managed, and cannot be left to the outside, and those above will not pin their hopes for social stability on the conscience of others, and only the forces controlled by themselves are accepted.
Otherwise, there is only one result, and that is to be destroyed!
If the thousand-year-old sects were not too deep-rooted and had been integrated with the society, culture and life of the land of Shenzhou, they might have been forcibly broken down a long time ago.
Song Zongyuan didn't deny it, stared at Jiang Zhenwu tightly, and said with a hint of temptation in his voice: "Yes, we are not strong enough now, so we are still dormant." So we invite you, President Jiang, to join us, your strength is very strong, and your potential in the future is even stronger. It is possible that you will become our leader in the future, and at that time, I, Song Zongyuan, will also be willing to become President Jiang's thug. We're not trying to do anything to disrupt harmony, we're just fighting for the right to exist and be free and free that we should have!"
Song Qian's eyes were already wide, she didn't expect her brother to say that he was willing to be a thug for Jiang Zhenwu in order to win over Jiang Zhenwu, which can be said to have given up his dignity and lowered his voice.
This is an incredible thing for Song Zongyuan, who has always been arrogant.
But Jiang Zhenwu was silent for a moment, and then shook his head firmly: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested!"
Although he is confident, he is also self-aware, and he is alone, and he will never participate in such a confrontation with official forces.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Song Zongyuan's eyes, and he looked at Chen Jia who was walking outside and said, "President Jiang, she is a bit of a waste of talent to practice martial arts, tomorrow I will have someone send a copy of the information I sorted out from abroad about the training of her own abilities by junior abilities, which will help her better grasp her own strength!"
Jiang Zhenwu shook his head again and refused: "Thank you Mr. Song for your kindness, I don't think we need it." Her talent is superfluous in my opinion, she only needs to cultivate according to my plan, and she can naturally become a strong person, and a strong person beyond your imagination. ”
Song Zongyuan smiled noncommittally, the world of the supernatural and the world of the martial artist are two completely different worlds.
The domestic field of supernatural beings is still in the stage of just being developed and controlled, and has not yet formed a systematic field, which is very far behind foreign countries.
In Song Zongyuan's cognition, there are two super powerful ability organizations abroad that have mastered the technology that can promote the evolution of their abilities, but it is said that the success rate of this technology is very low, with a ninety percent mortality rate.
However, this also shows that the foreign country has an extremely strong foundation in the field of supernatural abilities.
However, Song Zongyuan maintained contacts with some foreign supernatural organizations, and the information and materials he had about this were almost more powerful than the official institutions in China.
He wanted to sell Jiang Zhenwu a favor, but he didn't expect to be rejected, and looking at Jiang Zhenwu's eyes, he couldn't help but flash a trace of disdain and contempt.
After all, people from small places, with limited knowledge, do not know the preciousness of the information they give at all.
Such a person only wants to live in a corner and has no overall view at all!
Song Zongyuan was a little disappointed in Jiang Zhenwu in his heart, and immediately stood up and said: "Okay, that's the end of today's remarks, thank you President Jiang for chatting with me for a few nonsense." ”
Jiang Zhenwu said indifferently: "I don't remember what you said, Mr. Song. ”
"Farewell!"
Song Zongyuan nodded and said goodbye with his fists clenched.
Jiang Zhenwu also said simply: "Go slowly!"
Song Zongyuan took two steps with Song Qian, and suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, President Jiang." You may not know that yesterday at the tournament site, there were masters of Group A, and they must have discovered the talent of your friend, and according to their rules and regulations, they must take her back to receive official training and domination, so as not to endanger society. ”
After speaking, Song Zongyuan smiled meaningfully, and then walked away without looking back.
Jiang Zhenwu stared at Song Zongyuan's back, frowning slightly, thinking about what this guy said at the end!
Chen Jia was at the competition venue yesterday, and he must have been discovered by Mo Bai's people.
Could it be that they were going to forcibly take Chen Jia away to join their official organization?
Jiang Zhenwu looked at Chen Jia, who was practicing boxing in Zamabu, this beautiful girl had already let go of her beautiful baggage and began to devote herself to cultivation without any scruples.
He was satisfied with this.
Song Zongyuan and Song Qian walked out of the door, and the faces of the brother and sister were a little unsightly.
"Brother, this kid is too self-righteous, and he doesn't know how thick the sky is when he has a little strength. ”
Song Qian said angrily.
Song Zongyuan got into the car and said lightly: "It's normal for him to refuse, but I didn't expect him to refuse so simply." ”
Song Qian said directly: "I think he hasn't been cleaned up properly." Otherwise, you go and call Senior Liu and them, give him a good beating, and let him know that his little strength is nothing, then it's easy to talk!"
"No, you don't!"
Song Zongyuan shook his head and rejected his sister's unreliable proposal: "It's better for them not to be exposed." A Jiang Zhenwu is just a Jiang Zhenwu, and it can't affect the overall situation, his current strength is indeed stronger than mine, and his talent is incredible, but now he is still far from the peak, and it is unknown whether he can survive in the future! ”
Song Qian's expression was gloomy.
She doesn't really want to go abroad, she is a native of Beijing.
However, Song Zongyuan's plan was too much resistance on the land of China.
A few years have passed, and that's all it takes!
"By the way, Sister Yue is also here, should we go and meet her?"
Song Qian proposed.
Song Zongyuan thought about it carefully and agreed: "Okay, go see Sister Yue! She is now the hope and pillar of our Song family's future, and it would be best if we could persuade her to withdraw from Group A." ”
"Uncle Fu, go to Sister Yue!"
The car started, and Song Zongyuan and the three of them quickly left Jiang Zhenwu's villa.
Jiang Zhenwu put down his mind and stood in the courtyard to guide the cultivation of Jiang Nan and Chen Jia.
"Chen Jia, your pace is wrong, slow down a little. ”
"Jiang Nan, control your breath well, don't mess around, don't think too much about it, calm down and ......"
"Continue to practice, this is your most important cultivation method recently, don't be too ambitious, lay a good foundation first......
......
Incarnated as a devil coach, Jiang Zhenwu turned a blind eye to the pitiful eyes of the two beautiful girls, and continued to let them enjoy their cultivation mercilessly.
After a while, Zhu Yong came.
"President, the handover is going well, Liu Jiehong has helped a lot. Many people are not convinced by me, but Liu Jiehong came forward to do it. Now, I can basically have the final say on the affairs of the Martial Arts Association, and the assets that the Bai family promised to give to the president are all ready, and you can sign them at any time. I have arranged a vice president and a not low position for the Du family and the Bai family, with their help, there is basically no obstacle in the affairs of the provincial capital!"
Zhu Yong respectfully reported the situation of the Wushu Association to Jiang Zhenwu: "Next, I am thinking about starting to transfer the business center of Zhonghai to the provincial capital. ”
Jiang Zhenwu said casually: "You can watch the affairs of the Martial Arts Association, and the development of your family's business is also your decision." However, Zhu Yong, you remember, don't do anything out of the ordinary. I hope that the Wushu Association will follow the direction of my shooting, and if you betray me, you should be able to think of the ending!"
Zhu Yong hurriedly promised: "Don't worry, President, I will never do anything to betray you, and our entire Zhu family will always obey your orders!"
"It's better to do it, I'll see how you perform in the future. If the Zhu family makes me very satisfied, I don't mind letting your Zhu family get more benefits!"
Jiang Zhenwu waved his hand, not wanting to listen to these verbal assurances and the like: "The matter in the provincial capital is over for the time being, today I will guard the provincial capital for another day, if you have any matter, deal with it as soon as possible, and if you are in trouble, I can directly solve it." I'm going back to Zhonghai tomorrow, and you'll have to rely on yourself here!"
Zhu Yong nodded and said, "Yes, President!"
"Well, you go get busy. ”
Jiang Zhenwu sent Zhu Yong away.
The other side!
Song Zongyuan and Song Qian came to a secret residence in the provincial capital.