"Silence!"

The second master stood on the stage and drank suddenly, and the audience suddenly fell silent.

This anger seems to be about to be spilled on the spot.

He stood on the stage and muttered decently, what is for the development of the Ivy Spring Society, for the unity of brothers.

I almost fell asleep listening to these high-sounding.

Finally, when it comes to the most important part, voting.

The yellow-robed Taoist priest walked to the front of the stage from the end, with a smile on his face, and made a square gesture.

"Thank you for your love, I am willing to form an alliance with you, and I hope to give up."

"Yes, this person is a skilled doctor, and he has cured the dog's leg disease, which is exactly what we need!"

……

The two of them are like talking cross talk, and the cooperation is called perfect, and the yellow-robed Taoist priest has almost become a god-like existence in the mouth of the second master.

I took out my phone and sent a text message to Ji Canghai.

"Wrap Wang Ju in cloth, and now come to the Ivy Spring Meeting."

Putting my phone away, I looked up and saw a lot of familiar faces.

These people were all sent in by Uncle Ya through various channels.

After a while, it's up to them.

Soon, the vote began by show of hands, but fortunately, I had an explanation before, and when I raised my hand, they could raise their hands.

"If you are willing to let the Daoist Commander of Zhiling join, you can raise your hand to express your attitude."

Zhiling, this is the first time I know his Dao number.

The people in the audience almost didn't hesitate, and instantly raised their hands.

I suddenly felt a chill, if it weren't for Uncle Ya's early news and layout, today would definitely be a one-sided scene.

When I looked back, the people who didn't raise their hands were all my people.

In this moment, they are my confidence.

The second master looked at the people in the audience and checked intently, and with the change in quantity, his face was not so good-looking.

Finally, he took a deep breath: "Yes votes, 55 people."

"No, if you don't agree, raise your hand."

I glanced back and immediately raised my hand.

The people behind me, like mushrooms after the rain, raised their hands as well.

However, to my surprise, there were also 55 people who voted against.

I looked back at Uncle Ya, but he just grabbed my hand and didn't make a sound.

At this time, no one in the audience spoke, and even the second master did not move.

I thought about 10,000 possibilities, but I didn't think about a draw, and this situation was beyond everyone's expectations.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang coming from the secret door behind me.

I followed the prestige, Ji Canghai held a cigarette in his mouth, carried a sack in one hand, and appeared at the door with a loud bang.

The second master frowned, raised his hand and pointed to the door and shouted, "How can you break into the Ivy Spring Meeting!"

"Where's the Black Stick! Call me out!"

Uncle Ya stood up indifferently: "Second Master, why are you so angry?"

"That's my guy, it's nothing more than being late."

The second master turned his gaze to Uncle Ya and said with a smile, "Old Ya, you can still sit in the front row today, you should be content."

Uncle Ya shook his white shirt: "What you said is a little disrespectful to President Wang?"

"This seat was given to me by him, you don't want to take it away, do you?"

Seeing that the second master was speechless, Uncle Ya pursued again: "It's okay, second master. If you're going to take it away, I'll go and stand by it."

"After all, you're now the head of the Ivy Society."

The manuscript in the second master's hand fell down heavily: "Hugh is going to spray people with blood!"

"Don't argue yet, this vote hasn't been decided yet."

The second master on the stage seemed to be about to erupt fire in his eyes, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I can see it."

"The person at the door, you arranged it in advance, right?"

"You've figured out that it's a draw today, so put an eyeliner outside the door in advance, right?"

I quickly stood up and clapped my hands and praised, "It's worthy of being the second master! That's right!"

After a pause, I changed my words: "Why don't you let him sit in the auditorium?"

"Okay!"

"Don't try to play tricks!" The second master's sinister smile turned into a smug: "His vote doesn't count!"

Ji Canghai carried the sack, swaggered in, and stood beside me like a door god.

I crossed Erlang's legs and said indifferently, "Ji Canghai's vote definitely can't be counted."

"However, if there is a personal ticket, it will definitely count."

The second master had a dark face, waved his hand and said, "Absolutely impossible! Voting is about fairness, so how can there be any reason to add votes halfway?"

"Really?"

I turned around and tore off the black cloth on the sack, and the sleeping Wang Ju appeared in front of everyone.

I pointed at Wang Ju with one hand and the second master with the other: "Can President Wang's ticket be counted!"