Chapter 732

Nine o'clock in the morning, the meeting hall on the 25th floor of Shanghai building.

This meeting hall has more than 100 square meters, with a huge oval mahogany conference table in the middle.

Duan Hong is sitting calmly in a black self-cultivation akini suit, as if what happened last night had nothing to do with him. He is very quiet. The scar on his forehead has not yet healed, which adds a bit of hostility to his face. Next to him is Yan Xiaowen with a pipe in his hand. Smoke covers his face, and he can't see what he is thinking.

Situ Bo and Lin Shuang are sitting opposite, and Su Lao is sitting on the table.

In the last session, the eighty-one branches of the thirteen sects have been integrated into ten groups by Su Lao. Each group has one representative. Only these representatives are qualified to attend five high-level meetings on the 25th floor.

Others are divided into several meeting rooms above the 10th floor and below the 25th floor. After the high-level meeting, the forces and sites are divided, and the team leader calls the team members to hold a second meeting.

Su Lao looked at the time, waved his hand, stood at Su Zheng at the door, led a group of bodyguards to leave, and closed the door.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the once-in-five-year conference has begun. This time, it looks a lot colder than the last one." As the leader of the last five sects, Mr. Su first said: "during his several years in office, he integrated the sects, which can be said to be some subversion of tradition. Many people scolded him behind his back, but he was worthy of his heart."

A bald man in his thirties cried, "who dares to scold Mr. Su? I'm the first Lei Bao to let him go. Mr. Su's decision is wise. It's for everyone's benefit. Which bastard dares to say that Mr. Su is the first to kill his family. "

With a smile, Mr. Su waved his hand and said, "I don't want to talk much nonsense. I'm going to get to the point. There are three major problems to be solved in this meeting. One is the choice of a new patriarch. The other is the plan for the 30 groups of interests in the event of Wudang being destroyed."

"According to the rules, the leader should be selected from the five sects. The last elder Su has broken the rules. This time, he will not participate in anything he said."

Everyone was surprised. He never thought that Su would quit first, which was far beyond people's expectation.

Duan Hong's calm expression was a little stunned. Did the position of suzerain not attract him? Or he had some other purpose.

"There are several ways to solve the problem. The first one is to choose a new patriarch. Now Wudang is gone, and the dragon's bone card must be gone. There are only four left. The representatives of kuchan temple are master Duan Hong, Mr. Yan of Kunlun, Ms. Lin of Emei and Mr. situ of Qingcheng. All four of you can run for the election. Each of you has one vote. As the last patriarch, Su also has one vote, But Wudang is no longer there. " Mr. Su said the rules again.

As a matter of fact, who is the leader of the five sects is just a name. For the 81 sects of the thirteen sects, there is nothing to earn. Their pursuit of interests is not commercial except Yan Xiaowen, so there is no competition for them.

So, people just listen quietly and cooperate with Mr. Su at the right time. In their hearts, Su Lao is the real talker. The patriarch is just a puppet!

Yan Xiaowen was the first to raise his hand and said, "if Yan doesn't run for the election, he can't meet the requirements of the suzerain." He looked at Duan Hong, situ Bo and Lin Shuang and said, "Yan can't do Kung Fu. If according to the rules, it's almost impossible for Yan to reach the master's level."

Lin Shuang also laughed and said: "I'm just a girl. I'm talking about it. Is there any real significance in choosing the patriarch now? I quit, too. "

If so, only Duan Hong and situ Bo were left.

Yan Xiaowen looked at situ Bo and said with a smile, "Mr. situ, do you also give up?"

"Ha ha, I don't care about this kind of common things, but there are many disciples, hoping to have a good name. If I give up, is there anyone else in our four schools?"

Yan Xiaowen said with a smile: "Mr. situ, this is not right. Don't forget, there is master Duan of kuchan temple."

"Master Duan?" Stuart sneered and said, "well, it's my turn to take charge of the five orders. I want to earn this position."

Duan Hong nodded and said, "Duan Hong is a newcomer here, and I'm not interested in any patriarch. It's just that when my great master Kuki left, he told me that he wanted me to be elected."

Su Laodao said: "well, it seems that there are only two candidates, Duan Hong of kuchan temple and situ Bo of Qingcheng."

Yan Xiaowen took the lead to take out the Kunlun white jade stone and put it in front of Duan Hong, saying: "Yan is a master of Duan." It's no surprise that he did so.

Situ Bo seemed to have expected it for a long time. He said with a smile, "don't use it so fast." He took out his sword in his sleeve and put it in front of him

Duan Hongxian took out the black iron order and put it next to the white jade stone. He said with a smile, "ah, I want to learn from Mr. situ in this point. It's better to do things for myself."

Lin Shuang looks at Duan Hong and situ Bo, and puts the jade carving in front of situ Bo: "I choose situ."

Su took a breath, looked at Duan Hong and said, "master Duan, I hope you can lead Wuzong well. I choose you."

"Ha ha ha." Stuart laughed wildly. "It's really funny that the five sect leader has been reduced to today's way of choosing a family. But in this case, I don't care about Stuart, I don't object. But Duan Hong is the first one who doesn't agree with me! "

Yan Xiaowen said: "Mr. situ, although master Duan is young, I believe he will do well. Why don't you agree? "

Situ Bo twisted his head and said: "first, kuchan temple is almost gone. Don't you know what happened in kuchan Temple last night? Or play dumb? What's more, Duan Hongmao didn't get together. Why did he have five orders. Second, Duan Hong is narrow-minded. Because of quarrel, he killed one of my disciples. He broke the rules! According to the original rules, he should be hunted down by the five sects, right

Su frowned. He really didn't want to be the leader of the five sects, but he was still curious and yearning for that thing or that person. It had something to do with kuchan temple and even Shura hall. Only through these two can he get in touch, and Duan Hong was an opportunity.

"Mr. situ, what evidence do you have?" Su knew that situ Bo had an idea in his heart, but he didn't expect Duan Hong to have such a festival with him.

At this time, there was a lot of noise outside. People turned their eyes to Su Lao. This is the security level, no doubt the presidential level. Who can make a lot of noise outside?

With a slap, the heavy wooden door was knocked open. The man rolled on the ground and fainted, his face covered with blood.

This is Su Lao's bodyguard, who was beaten in from the outside.

Su Laohuo stood up. As soon as he stood up, ten groups of representatives also stood up one after another and looked at the door.

The first one who came in was a fat monk. The monk was dressed in yellow robes and was 1.9 meters tall. His flesh trembled as he walked.

Then there was an old Taoist. He was dressed in eight trigrams fairy clothes, with a brush in his hand. Three wisps of beard naturally floated on his chest, which made him look so immortal.

These two Duan Hongs all know each other. One is Sanchi, the other is Jueming. After them, seven or eight people swarmed into the meeting hall, including gujianfeng, the ancient home of Shura hall!

"You son of a bitch, here you are Lei Bao, who is very hot tempered, kicks away the chair and goes over, grabs San Chi's skirt.

He is very big, but compared with Sanchi, he looks petite. However, Lei Bao doesn't know Sanchi and can be one of the ten representative groups. He is known as the head of leopard in the three northeastern provinces! In his opinion, these three idiots are not more than 300 Jin tall and fat. Two hands are enough to throw him out.

However, he tried his best to lift it up. Sanchi's feet, like nails on the ground, did not move at all.

"Yes? Old bald ass, you want to die. " Lei Bao couldn't hang on his face. He raised his hand and smashed it.

With a wave of his hand and a bang, Sanchi grasped his fist: "Amitabha, I've been a monk in Wutai Mountain for more than 20 years. No one has ever spoken so rudely to me. What's more, I'm here to represent Shaolin sect!" As he spoke, he fixed his triangular eyes on Su Lao in the main position. With the palm of his hand strengthened, Lei Bao's fist was squeezed into a strange shape by him, and he could hear the clattering sound of bone dislocation.

Lei Bao is also a tough guy. His face is red and he just doesn't cry when he bites his teeth.

Su Zheng limped up from the outside with blood in his mouth and nose. It was obvious that he just started with these people, but he didn't get cheap.

Seeing that his son had been beaten, Su was angry. "Zheng Er, what's the matter?"

Su Zheng wiped the blood off his face, went to his side, pointed to Sanchi and said in a loud voice, "this great monk is unreasonable. I won't let him in without an invitation. Does he have to say that he represents Shaolin? As we all know, Shaolin is not within the five sects, nor is it the eighty-one sect of the thirteen sects, and there is no invitation. I said no, wait for me to ask, but the great monk rushed in with people. "

Su Laochong gave a boxing hug to Sanchi and gave an ancient standard boxing meeting ceremony. He said, "master, since you have come in, please let go of Lei Bao. Let's just say something."

"Hum!" As soon as Sanchi released his hand and pushed back, LeiBao took three steps to squat on the ground. His hard hand became like a chicken paw, and someone helped him up.

Sanchi said coldly, "this is Mr. Su. I don't think you are competent. Who said there is no Shaolin among the five sects! Who doesn't know that Wudang and Emei don't come from Shaolin. Why is it that they don't have Shaolin's share in the five major conferences? "

Mr. Su said with a smile: "master is right. Shaolin has always been one of the five sects, but I don't know if master knows. The initiator of the five sects conference is the nameless master of Shaolin. At the beginning, Shaolin experienced disaster, and experts were killed one after another. It was the nameless master who struggled to find a way to save the country. Finally, the double five conference was formed. In the five sects, the nameless master represented Shaolin, but later Shaolin disappeared. He led his disciples to build kuchan Temple in Gusu. In our eyes, kuchan temple is Shaolin. "

"Fart!"

Sanchi yells and drinks. In front of dozens of people, Su is scolded for farting. His face turns blue and his eyes twinkle. Next to Lin Shuang immediately replied: "you fart, you fart!"

Su reaches out his hand to stop Lin Shuang. The monk is not simple. If he doesn't have two sons, how dare he come here to make trouble? It's obvious that he has plans and premeditations.

Sanchi glanced at Duan Hong and sneered: "nameless? He was just a traitor of Shaolin. There were 13 monks in Luohan Hall of Shaolin. There was no such name as him! "