didn't say a word, went out directly, and Zhang Wenjun didn't even say much to his own tough loyal supporters in the conference hall.

"This?" Pushing away the chair, Guo Fugui and a group of former supporters of Zhang Jiangang, the young marshal's guardian, were directly blindfolded and stood up.

"What's the matter, why did he leave?" An old man beside Guo Fugui directly short-circuited his head.

"I don't know, I don't know if it's a complete abandonment, right? Several other aunts and uncles also glanced at each other and said.

"Wenjun can't bear it?" Some people thought that Zhang Wenjun finally couldn't bear it after all this and collapsed.

Also, during this period of time, there was so much pressure, internal and external troubles. Plus now that all of them are piled up, An Zhenhai and they have begun to force the palace again, it is strange that the young marshal can not waver.

Even these staunch supporters think so. But you can't give up, they force the palace to let them force, isn't there still ours?

Besides, the current association and the board of directors still account for the majority of our strength, but we just lack a strong leader.

"Go out and have a look. Guo Fugui and Uncle Guo frowned, because Zhang Wenjun's temporary decision also caught him off guard.

In Guo Fugui's opinion, what kind of concession is to retreat, just do it directly!

"Let's go!" threw down such a sentence, Guo Fugui also went out in a huff, followed by a group of supporters.

The supporters were in disarray, and the previously hesitant centrists were even more bottomless. You look at me, I look at you, all of them don't know what's going on.

This kind of thing makes them panic even more.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know?"

"They just said that Zhang Wenjun doesn't seem to be able to hold on, what should we do?" said the hesitant faction a little panicked.

"Alas, I'm young after all. If Zhang Lao is here, why would this situation occur. One of the leaders of the hesitant faction sighed, and even glanced at An Zhenhai and the other palace factions who stayed on the opposite side.

"yes. ”

"Leave it alone for now, wait for the summit the day after tomorrow. ”

"Alas, I hope the Longevity Boxing Association doesn't break up. Before leaving, the leader sighed. Especially looking at the remaining palace forcing factions, the person who is the leader is even more powerless and helpless.

The two groups of people were empty, and the remaining gang of palace forcing factions were also whispering, but everyone turned their attention to the old man named An Zhenhai and Lu Zhouyi at the head, especially Lu Zhouyi, who was on crutches.

The crutch was not an ordinary crutch, there was a carved green dragon wrapped around it, lifelike. Especially the dragon head was hideous, as if it wanted to eat the people who watched him.

Ignoring the eyes of others, the old man named Lu Zhouyi just frowned.

During the whole process, no one else dared to speak loudly, and this old man of Lu Zhouyi obviously put a lot of pressure on everyone.

Because in the past few months, there has been this Lu Zhouyi among the few successful people in the entire Huaxia.

Moreover, in the past actions regarding demon beasts and relics, Lu Zhouyi and Na An Zhenhai were also outstanding and had a high prestige.

"Old Lu, this?" someone looked at Lu Zhouyi and said.

"This kid confessed?"

"Is he playing some kind of trap? Is he really giving up?"

Hearing the words of the people around him, Lu Zhouyi raised his hand gently, and the next moment everyone around him hurriedly quieted down, only the white-haired old man named An Zhenhai next to him looked at the door and smiled disdainfully.

"Old Lu, I think that kid knows that he can't go back to the sky, so he broke the jar and fell, I said a long time ago that he was a soft egg. Looking at Lu Zhouyi, An Zhenhai snorted lightly and said.

"Let's go out and have a look!" the old man named Lu Zhouyi said these words.

"Yes. Hearing this, An Zhenhai was stunned, and then hurriedly got up.

Seeing this scene, everyone hurriedly quieted down, although everyone felt that Zhou Lao was too cautious.

And about a few minutes later, An Zhenhai came back with excitement on his face.

"How is it?" Lu Zhouyi asked, and the others also looked at An Zhenhai who came back.

"As I guessed, that kid was cowardly! While talking, An Zhenhai also imitated with his hands dancing, "Do you know Lu Lao, when Zhang Wenjun went out, he was as depressed as a mourning dog." ”

After getting out of the elevator, he scolded and wiped it with a muffled voice, and then kicked the trash can next to the elevator, which startled the security personnel downstairs, haha. An Zhenhai said excitedly, "I guess it's because our people from the Xiuzhen Department have also put pressure on him." ”

Even Guo Fugui, that old thing, pointed at Zhang Wenjun's nose angrily and scolded, ahaha. ”

Hearing this, Lu Zhouyi's frowning brows relaxed slightly, and then a hint of ridicule flashed at the corner of his mouth, "Tiger father and dog, Zhang Jiangang is such a hero, he actually gave birth to such a useless son, I thought he could carry it to the end, hehe."

Lu Zhouyi said contemptuously, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, if Zhang Wenjun had been carrying it like before, Lu Zhouyi and the others would not be able to do anything, after all, the status of the Zhang Longevity Boxing Association was there.

Even if he Zhang Wenjun is not as good as his father Zhang Jiangang, he is Zhang Jiangang's son after all, and he has countless support in the huge association.

So you must not force it, let alone die inexplicably, unless you can kill him without leaving any handle.

Otherwise, the entire Huaxia and even the Xiuzhen Department and the high-level Huaxia would not give up!

"Kick the trash can?" the others laughed as they listened.

"Wouldn't it be over like this a long time ago! How could he Zhang Wenjun and He De sit in the position of president and chairman of the association, if it weren't for his father, he would be a ball!"

"That's right, the hair hasn't grown up and you still want to fight us!"

"Quiet. The scene was chaotic, and at this time, Lu Zhouyi said softly.

The scene immediately fell silent.

"Just in case there is a scam you send someone to continue to monitor, be careful not to clash with the Four Heavenly Kings, you are not their opponent. Looking at An Zhenhai, Lu Zhouyi said. "They waited for the affairs of the association to be resolved and cleaned up one by one. ”

"Good. An Zhenhai hurriedly said.

"The two of you inform the others, go according to the established plan, and everyone mobilizes...... financial power, personnel appointment and dismissal power...... The people of the Xiuzhen Department must also move, and this time they must completely cut off Zhang Wenjun's right-hand man and isolate him completely. Our goal is to force Zhang Wenjun to go into the field in two days!"

"Also, a few of you stop the manpower and test it! Test all the details of Zhang Wenjun and be fully prepared!"

"Inform Guo Lao and Master Qi that they will build up public opinion in the past two or three days, and minimize the turmoil of public opinion after the results of the day after tomorrow!

"Okay!" said the other members of the conference room one by one with confidence.

And just when the group of people in the conference room was full of confidence, ready to take advantage of the momentum to force the palace to seize power and eat the Longevity Boxing Association, the largest cultivation group in China.

"Show weakness ~ show weakness, show weakness again!" downstairs of the building, regardless of Lao Song, Lao Wu who came out with him, and Uncle Guo Fugui, a hardcore supporter who was chasing out at the gate, Zhang Wenjun repeated a few words about himself on the phone in his heart, and his heart was pounding.

Then, he plunged into the black car that he had been waiting for a long time, as if he had fled in the wilderness, with a deliberately lost soul on his face and unwillingness.

And behind is a group of old men chasing, led by Guo Fugui and Uncle Guo.

"Stop! Stop, you loser!"

"Get out of here!" Old Guo, who didn't know the truth, was so angry that he even took off his shoes and threw them at Zhang Wenjun's car.

Seeing that the car was driving away, Uncle Guo was even more angry and almost fainted.

"Teacher Zhang, I didn't take good care of Wenjun for you, I can't stand you! My old Guo can't stand you!" Looking at the two cars that disappeared, Lao Guo was so sad that he even cried, which attracted the people who followed him to hurry to comfort him.

It's not that Zhang Jiangang doesn't want to tell Lao Guo. In fact, Lao Guo is absolutely reliable, he is definitely his own person, but this uncle is too short-tempered and can't hide anything.

In Guo Fugui's eyes, no matter what is in one word, do it!