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In the west of the city, under an old house, a huge underground fortress is quietly entrenched at a depth of 30 meters.

In the fortress, many people dressed in black clothes with leaves embroidered on their cuffs silently took their places, completing their work with precision like robots, maintaining the operation of the entire fortress.

Mr. Kazuha walked quietly through the hallway, towards the secret room in the center of the fortress. Along the way, everyone who saw him stopped their work and nodded to him, and he smiled gracefully back.

It's still unstable. Although it looks the same on the surface, Mr. Ichiba is keenly aware of the subtle changes in people's hearts.

It seems that the impact of Tan's death is much worse than I imagined. Hey, a good move, but I didn't expect it to be a failure now.

All the people in this fort are devout followers of a religious organization called "Kida Mountain Retreat", and Tan Fuji is the "Holy Son" held by Mr. Yiye himself. Mr. Yiye even did not hesitate to succumb to Tan Fuji, and was respectful to him, and his surface work was in place at all times.

Many outsiders even think that it is condescending to say a word to the laity, and if they hear that a master like Mr. Yiye has voluntarily subordinated himself to a layman, they will definitely denounce it as nonsense, which is impossible to happen.

But that's what Mr. Kazuha did, and he didn't care about it. Because he has no interest in the self-esteem and reserve of being superior to others, and even finds it ridiculous to be rancid. The only truth he believes in is strength, and only strength is the foundation of everything.

And praising Tan Fuji as a "holy son" is an important means of his cultivation, and it is a clever trick that he is quite comfortable after careful consideration. The secret religion of the "Kidarsan Retreat" is actually a tool for Mr. Ichiha to manipulate people's hearts, collect faith, and improve his own cultivation.

For the laity, Tan Fuji's appeal is much stronger than that of Mr. Yiye. As a billionaire and the son of the Tan family, Tan Fuji's social network is the supreme weapon of mission. Moreover, compared with the mysterious Mr. Yiye, Tan Fuji is more real and credible, and it is an attainable goal, which can produce unimaginable motivational effects for believers.

In addition, Mr. Yiye hid behind the scenes, and also effectively hid his true purpose, hiding the eyes of the twenty-second bureau and other foreign forces, just like the old saying, it is best to make a fortune by muffling.

However, with the tragic death of Tan Fuji's bones, all these benefits no longer exist, and there are also all kinds of hidden dangers. Mr. Yiye sighed helplessly in his heart. However, manipulating people's hearts is his old job, he has absolute self-confidence, as long as he is given a period of time, people's hearts will be reunited, and faith will be re-strengthened.

But the question is, is the president willing to give me that time? and the incompetent bastards who will just fall into the trap. Damn, Mr. Yiye scolded secretly, then cleaned up his mood, with an elegant and decent smile on his face, and stepped into the secret room.

There were already twelve people seated at the oak round table in the center of the chamber. Among them, there are both white-haired old men, burly strong men, and childish young men, and the big man who lost a hand instead of sneaking up on Yan Huan is also among them. But whether it is an old man, a strong man or a teenager, they all have an exact same temperament, as if they are the same person.

Of course, this is because these twelve people have followed layer after layer of strict procedures, constantly cultivating, or constantly brainwashing, before finally becoming the so-called "holy ones" with high status.

There was no sound in the huge chamber except for the sound of breathing, and the twelve people were as motionless as stone statues. After Mr. Yiye came in, they instantly withdrew from the state of stone statues, and nodded at Mr. Yiye, in their hearts, Mr. Yiye was also a "saint" like them.

Mr. Kazuha smiled back, then found his place and sat down. He glanced at the empty main seat, and couldn't help but feel a pity in his heart, what he regretted was not Tan Fuji, but his own exquisite plan.

The others in the chamber closed their eyes again after Mr. Kazuha sat down, and returned to their stone statue-like state. After waiting for a while, Mr. Yiye secretly pinched the trick and recited the mantra, and then clasped the table with his fingers.

A total of seven people slowly opened their eyes, but this time, the seven people who opened their eyes had their own looks, and their temperaments suddenly became very different.

Mr. Yiye glanced at it, and there was a faint disappointment and uneasiness in his heart, and the president did not come. Since the incident with Tan Fuji, the chairman has only appeared once in the regular meeting, and has never appeared again after saying some innocuous words of comfort.

Mr. Yiye muttered secretly in his heart, what kind of attitude is this old ghost, originally Lao Tzu swore that he would use "Rim Chuan Tu" to invite him for credit, but now it is like this, to say that he doesn't care at all, it is impossible, but if you want to punish Lao Tzu, it shouldn't be like this, it's really unpredictable.

"Kazuha, what about your Rim River Diagram?" the young man asked with a sad smile.

Mr. Kazuha just didn't hear it, smiled and didn't speak. In fact, he had already scolded in his heart, these four incompetent bastards who would only fall into the well came neatly, more punctual than going to the grave of his wife, damn, I want to see Lao Tzu's jokes, it's really psychopathic, and my brain is sick.

The four of them looked at Mr. Yiye with interest, and four laughs that were not embarrassing or embarrassing sounded in the secret room.

"Alright, alright. The middle-aged man with a broken hand started a round, "If the president has something, I will preside over this regular meeting." Three people asked for leave, and two of them didn't arrive, so let's get started. Yiye, the old rule, starts with you, and introduces everyone to the situation on your side. ”

"Okay, on my side, everyone knows about Wang Yuyu's matter, so I won't say more, I will focus on my next few plans......"

The president didn't come, and Mr. Yiye didn't bother to listen to other people's rambling nonsense, after he finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair and made a serious listening appearance, but in fact, he secretly thought about how to play Tan Xuanling's card next.

The plan he had just introduced to everyone didn't mention Tan Xuanling, because it was a good card he had in his vault. Although it is only a baby, Mr. Ichiba is convinced that if it is used well, it will definitely receive miraculous results.

"Heh, when it comes to manipulating people's hearts and collecting beliefs, how can this group of guys who are high-eyed and low-minded and can only talk big talk be as good as me? President, I will give you more faith, more devout faith, you will give me more strength, I will give more, more......"