Fang Yuan and Wei Hailong sat in the car on their way to the East China Sea Theater Arbitration Tribunal.

The two stared wide-eyed.

Fang Yuan was a little confused, and asked, "Instructor, what's the situation?" ”

"Some people objected to the results of the actual combat assessment and appealed to the theater arbitration tribunal." Wei Hailong received the news in advance, so he was not too confused.

"No, you can still appeal about this?" Fang Yuan was even more confused.

"You may not know how big the background of Dingjian Group is in the East China Sea." Wei Hailong didn't say it thoroughly.

However, Fang Yuan had already understood what it meant.

Although I don't know much about the Dingjian Group, listening to Li Xiangjian's tone yesterday, it seems that he has a deep relationship with the military.

Ordinary people really have no way to face people with Li Xiangjian's background.

You may still be able to live if you are soft, but when you resist, you will die in the sewers.

In the era of star power, the law of survival is so cruel.

A consortium that has mastered cutting-edge star power technology and has a military background, this kind of energy is as simple as crushing an ant to death.

Fang Yuan was still very puzzled and asked, "Instructor, isn't it just the first place in a practical combat assessment, and only one E-type star power injection will be rewarded." Li Xiangjian can't lack this money, is it necessary to hold on? ”

Wei Hailong could actually guess a little reason, but the information about the "dragon-making plan" needed to be kept secret, so he couldn't say.

In Donghai No. 1 Middle School, there are only two people who know about this plan.

Even if it is placed in the entire East China Sea Theater, the people who know about this plan can be counted on one hand.

All the schools that conduct practical assessments for students do not know about this plan, and only think that it is an ordinary practical assessment.

……

Thirty minutes away.

The car drove into the arbitral tribunal of the East China Sea Theater in the Casting Star District.

The two were taken to separate rooms for questioning.

Fang Yuan sat in the interrogation room for about three minutes before a middle-aged man with a somewhat vicious appearance came in and began to interrogate.

"In the actual combat assessment of the D3 training ground, you won the first place, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"It's not your job alone, is it?"

"Yes."

"You're the only one?"

"It's not."

"It's not your credit, that is, you don't deserve the first name, do you admit it?" The vicious-looking middle-aged man went straight to the point and began to ask questions.

Fang Yuan tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "Even the language trap has been used, is it necessary?" ”

The vicious middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he found that the young man in front of him was not as easy to deal with as he imagined.

He slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "Answer me, do you admit it, or do you not admit it?" ”

"Alright, don't make this kind of boring language trap. I will not answer 'admit it' and I will not answer 'no recognition'. I will only answer that I did not have any violations in the actual combat assessment. As for whether it is well deserved, let the world judge. Fang Yuan replied in a calm voice.

Next, the vicious middle-aged man continued to interrogate for another half hour.

During this period, he used language traps many times, trying to induce Fang Yuan to say things that shouldn't be said.

Fang Yuan is pulling around, but he is not on the set.

It can be seen from his cliché that he wants to say what he wants, and then directly use it as evidence, reverse black and white, and make things real.

This Li Xiangjian's energy is a bit terrifying.

Fang Yuan was starting to get a little nervous.

Half an hour later, the arbitration proceeded to the second stage.

Fang Yuan was brought to the arbitration tribunal and sat on the bench with Wei Hailong.

The two met and looked at each other, their expressions calm.

Fang Yuan leaned over a little and asked in a low voice, "Got trapped?" ”

"Small means, it's not strange." Wei Hailong replied.

At this time.

Li Xiangjian walked in, sat down on the appeal table, leaned back in the chair, and his face was full of the arrogance of the superior.

People from all walks of life came in one after another, and there were some bystanders sitting in the audience.

The arbitration officially commenced.

An agent stood up and began to appeal on behalf of Li Xiangjian, emphasizing the final ownership of the battle flag in the actual combat assessment.

It is true that at the end of the actual combat assessment due to an accident, it was indeed William Li who came into contact with the battle flag last.

Therefore, the arbitral tribunal supported this view.

"According to the rules of the actual combat assessment, the final winner should be William Lee's team. However, the final prize was awarded to another team. Wei Hailong, you are suspected of favoritism, do you admit it? The arbitrator began to press.

"Nope." Wei Hailong replied in a calm voice.

"According to the evidence provided by other instructors, you did not communicate with them when deciding on the final winning team, but you made the decision alone, and violated the rules of winning in the actual combat assessment. This is favoritism! The arbitrator questioned, his attitude was already obviously biased, and he wanted to convict Wei Hailong.

Judging from the current situation, Fang Yuan and Wei Hailong are grasshoppers on the same rope.

Once Wei Hailong is characterized as favoritism, then Fang Yuan will also be unlucky.

Li Xiangjian is like a king, looking at all this with a smile on his face, as if the entire arbitral tribunal is in his hands.

He did this, naturally, not for the worthless Star Power Injection.

There are two reasons why he did this, one is that the first place in the actual combat assessment is really very important, and he was originally determined to win.

The second is that William Li is too seriously injured.

When he saw William Lee in the hospital with his serious injuries, he decided to kill all the people who had turned his son into this.

However, if you send someone to do it directly, the means are too ugly.

So, he used a little bit of power.

Using power to kill a little person with no background is just a very simple thing.

He enjoyed the feeling of playing with his opponent, not only to achieve his goal, but also to see the opponent's unwilling and powerless expression.

The law of survival in the era of star power is like this.

Those who have mastered great power and star power technology have everything in this world.

"Wei Hailong, you violated the rules of the actual combat assessment and cheated for personal gain, and now you are going to be adjudicated, what else do you have to say?" The arbitrator saw that the matter was almost over, and was ready to end the arbitration.

This matter is actually a formality, and after a few bigwigs met and chatted outside the venue, the matter had already been decided.

Wei Hailong replied: "The winning team in the actual combat assessment is not decided by me alone, I am also instructed by others. ”

"Who is it? Confessing, if you are not the mastermind, can alleviate your sin. The arbitrator asked.

"This man is there."

"Who is the master? Bailiff, go and bring the man to the trial table. ”

The arbitrator looked around and saw that there were still many people in the audience, and repeated: "Who is the mastermind?" If you stand up on your own, you can treat it as a voluntary surrender, and resisting the crime will only get worse. ”

At this time.

An old man stood up from the audience, walked down the steps, walked all the way to the trial seat, and sat in the chair next to Fang Yuan, with his fingers crossed, waiting for the trial.

"It's me, let's judge."

The arbitrator saw the old man sit in the trial seat, and the hammer in his hand fell to the table with a "bang".

He didn't recognize who the old man was, but he recognized the navy coat he was wearing.

The three stars on the epaulettes of the navy coat, as well as the medals on his chest, could blind his eyes.

This is an admiral.

The arbitrator suddenly realized that he was finished.