Chapter 239

"How much do you know about the civil strife in Wuhun hall?"

"I'm not sure about that, but according to my former friends in the hall of martial spirit, this time it seems to be a conflict between the Pope and the Presbyterian family."

Among the martial spirit halls, the highest position on the surface is the Douluo hall, which worships all the known titles of Douluo in the mainland.

However, this hall has a position in the martial spirit hall without any real power. Except for a few retired Title Douluo in the martial spirit hall, the title Douluo birds of other forces do not bird him.

The strongest hall in Wuhun hall is worship hall!

Worship hall is also only the title Douluo can enter, and most of these Title Douluo are personally cultivated by Wuhun hall, which is the real core fighting force of Wuhun hall, the real card!

But this hall is very secret. If it wasn't for the last moment, even bibidong didn't know that there was such a hall hidden in the martial spirit hall.

As the supreme ruler of wuhundian, bibidong didn't even know these things. From this we can see her situation in wuhundian.

This also shows that the worship hall represented by qiandaoliu and bibidong are definitely not on the same road!

Under the Douluo hall and the worship hall, the first is the Pope hall in bibidong. On the surface, the supreme rule of the Wuhun hall is in charge of all the rights of the Wuhun hall.

From the temple of the Pope down, the most powerful is the four temples.

Tiandou temple, Xingluo temple, chivalry of punishment, Presbyterian order.

Among the four Temple level organizations, the chivalry of punishment has the most extensive influence, and it has its own chivalry of punishment in every sub temple and sub Temple of Douluo.

The Presbyterian group is the most powerful, because the minimum requirement to enter the Presbyterian group is that the strength must be above the spirit Saint level. That is to say, none of the elders in the Presbyterian group is weak, and there is even the existence of the level of spirit Douluo and Title Douluo.

After the last Pope of the temple of martial spirits died and bibidong succeeded, many elders refused to accept bibidong.

The Presbyterian group is also stationed in Wuhun city. As the headquarters of Wuhun temple, the Presbyterian group's influence is the same as that of the papal hall. Therefore, each Wuhun temple is basically composed of three forces, namely the papal department, the Presbyterian department, the chivalry of punishment department, and perhaps Tiandou temple and Xingluo temple.

The composition of Wuhun hall is so complex!

Now that there is a conflict between the Pope and the elders, Wang Jian has reason to believe that this is the hand of bibidong. After all, ten years later, except for the temple of worship, almost the whole hall of martial spirit is subordinate to bibidong.

Bibidong, that woman is a cruel man!

Wang Jian thought in silence, wondering whether he could get anything from the turmoil in the martial spirit hall.

"Jarvis..."

Wang Jian suddenly murmured, and his eyes became bright.

"Go! Let's meet him

"Ha?"

Su Yun is surprised. Why do you go to see him?

……

In the end, Su Yun took Wang Jian to meet Jarvis. Of course, he also went with Shenyang.

A slightly shabby tavern in a corner of Blackstone.

"Pa!"

After Wang Jian opened the door, a strong smell of wine poured into his nose, which made him frown.

Someone in the tavern laughs and stares at Wang Jian.

"Ha ha ha! Where do you come from? This is not the place you came from. Go back! "

"Look at that boy. He's covering his nose when he comes to the pub."

"Is this the young master of any family?"

"You don't want to come to such a place."

All the drunkards in the tavern were so drunk that their faces were red and full of wine.

Maybe it's wine that makes people brave. These guys who don't like their life even sneer at Wang Jian. If they are sober, if they meet a noble childe, they can't hide and win. How can they ever be so arrogant.

Wang Jian just a light glance, and then in the tavern to find their own target.

As soon as he reached a certain corner, Wang Jian's eyes moved and took Su Yun and Shenyang to the past.

The drunkard had no fun, cut with disdain, and then continued to turn his head and talk loudly with his companions.

"Go away! Didn't I say you can't sit here? "

When several people walk past, originally still lying on the table, de Jarvis fiercely raises his head and roars without looking.

His original clean clothes have become dirty and wrinkled, and there are even many food scraps and stains hanging on them. He looks like the elite of the martial spirit temple, which is not far different from those street tramps.

The whole tavern was quiet, and the others looked at it together.

"Tut, are they looking for that guy?"

"Hey hey, that guy has a bad temper. Do you think he will fight later?"

"It seems that Zhang Laowu was beaten black and blue by him last time."

"Bah! You don't think that guy is so decadent, but that guy is a soul master. Go and provoke him? "

Someone under the seat turned a white eye, and then looked at Jarvis with disdain and admiration. What do you think a soul master has to worry about? How good a soul master is. He doesn't work hard for life and has a high status

Not in its place, do not understand its pain.

"Oh, Jarvis, you're getting more and more aggressive!" Su Yun scoffs at Jarvis and says.

Hearing this slightly familiar voice, Jarvis finally raised his head. There seemed to be a sense of dust on his face, which had not been washed for a long time. His face was morbid pale.

And in that pair of eyes, it was covered with blood like cobwebs, which looked very ferocious.

However, Jarvis's tone was unusually calm.

"Are you here to see my jokes?"

His voice is calm and hoarse, which makes Su Yun and Shenyang who are familiar with him frown.

Wang Jian sits opposite Jarvis and looks at him quietly.

Jarvis frowned slightly and said, "do you come to see my jokes, too?"

He didn't see any doubts and strangeness in his eyes. Obviously, he had a deep impression on Wang Jian. He remembered Wang Jian.

Wang Jian grinned and said, "I'm not a good man. When I see the enemy's downfall, I really like falling into the well, but..."

"You are not qualified to be my enemy. At most, you are the little villains in the legend of the brave."

Jarvis was stunned, and then a touch of anger rose in his calm eyes. Even his hand holding the glass was tight, and his veins were clear.

However, Jarvis finally put up with it.

He looked at Wang Jian coldly and said, "no matter what your purpose is, either say it or do it!"

Wang Jian's unrestrained smile turned into a kind of indifference.

"I'm not here to make trouble today, and I don't have the hobby of falling into trouble. I just want to talk about a deal with you."

"Deal?"

Jarvis narrowed his eyes and stared at Wang Jian.