Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 1397 Possibility (for subscription)

Moreover, Meng Zhao didn't eat alone, but gave [-]% of the profit to Beitanghe, which was considered the benefit of everyone's collusion.

It is refreshing to eat alone, but it is also easy to offend others.

Divide the benefits, everyone will gain, this is the long-term way.

Beitanghe is different from his father Beitangang, he is very restless, this can be seen from the fact that he colluded with people in the evil way and secretly cooperated with Meng Zhao to seize the military power of the [-] Yangwu army.

For such a person, interest is the best way to bind them, so Meng Zhao used [-]% of the income in exchange for the support of the other party.

It is not a trivial matter to destroy the power of the Eleven Households, and Meng Zhao did not dare to risk the displeasure of the world by taking a tough stance to do this.

You need someone with weight to wave the flag and shout by your side.

To destroy so many forces in Lingwu City at once, one's own strength is one aspect, and the outside world must also have relevant support and help, and Beitanghe can undoubtedly do this.

Beitanghe was also taken aback for a moment. He didn't want Meng Zhao's strength to expand rapidly, but it didn't mean he didn't want his strength to increase. These were two different things.

Furthermore, with Meng Zhao's temperament and strength at hand, even without his help and support, he might not be able to overwhelm these family forces, and he himself is just icing on the cake. It is also a good deal to have such a lot of benefits.

Thinking of this, he also made a decision, nodded and said,
"Forget it, since you have said so, I will do as you wish, but you have to wait for my news before acting, and strive to minimize the turmoil and turmoil in the city."

Meng Zhao nodded in agreement, this is only good for him, not bad, and after this annexation and expansion, he can truly establish his position and foundation in Lingwu City, making this place truly his base camp...

After Meng Zhao left, Bei Tanghe stayed in the box for about half an hour, and he asked someone to help the two fainted female guards. In addition, he also replaced the food and drinks on the desk with new ones. .

Da da da, after three knocks on the door, a suave-looking young man dressed in azure-blue gown and holding a white paper fan walked in slowly, bringing a burst of fragrance to the door opposite Beitanghe. Sitting down, the posture is comfortable, quite gentlemanly.

This person is about 27 or [-] years old. He wears a long scarf, a pair of peach blossom eyes are soft and affectionate, and his facial features are handsome and elegant. He only wears fragrance and powder, and looks a bit like a little boy.

However, it's just like, this person's aura is majestic, and his martial arts are superb, he is an innate first-class strong hand, not a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken.

After sitting down, he flicked his slender and white palm lightly, and the folding fan made a clicking sound. He folded it in half and placed it carefully on the side of the table. It seemed that he valued the folding fan very much.

Then he picked up the jug and poured himself a drink.

It seems that Beitanghe and Beitanghe are very familiar old friends, without any strangeness or estrangement.

"My son, how did you talk with that Dragon King? Have you ever agreed to our opinion?"

Bei Tanghe looked away from the window, looked at the peach-eyed young man, nodded, and said helplessly,
"It's accepted, but there are some twists and turns in the middle, which may not be what you and I want to see."

The young man with peach blossom eyes heard the words and asked with great interest,

"Oh, I'm very curious about that Dragon King. I want to hear what his rules are. Please tell me, my son."

Beitanghe didn't hide it either, and recounted the conversation between himself and Meng Zhao. Of course, he concealed the fact that Meng Zhao had seen through his cooperation and collusion with the Demon Dao.

The other party may not be unable to guess, but there are some things he can't say, and if he says it himself, the taste will change.

The peach-eyed young man hissed, shook his head, and couldn't believe it,

"This dragon king is really capable of bending and stretching, and he can endure such grievances, which is somewhat inconsistent with the domineering temperament he has shown in the past.

However, his style of devouring eleven families is as powerful as ever, and he is really bold. "

In the eyes of the young man with peach blossom eyes, Meng Zhao is definitely a high-spirited and high-spirited overlord character.

He acts fiercely and has an extreme style. Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. After Meng Zhao came to Lingwu City, he has expanded and made progress many times, and he can get a glimpse of it.

Especially the most recent time, he used the Yangwu Army to destroy the first-class Xiaofengtang Zhang family in the city, and even under the watchful eyes of the public, he took Zhang Zhichong who used the magic weapon lightly. Amazed by it, the name of the Dragon King of Beimeng became more and more resounding.

This time, some guys from the Demonic Dao, because of Nan'an Bo Meng Jizu beheading a strong master of the Hell Dao, shot at Meng Zhao's property, burned, killed and looted, which can be said to be bullying on top of the other party.

It can also be said that shitting and pissing on top of Meng Zhao's head, most people can't stand it, let alone a tyrant like Meng Zhao?
According to what the peach-eyed young man thought, Meng Zhao should have been ready to take action a long time ago, with a thunderous blow, to wipe out the evil forces in the city.

It's just that Meng Zhao has been tracking down the person who did it secretly, so he didn't say anything. Until today, Bei Tanghe invited Meng Zhao to come to talk, exchange opinions, conditions, and reach a consensus.

Meng Zhao's request, in the eyes of the peach blossom-eyed youth, is not a big problem, at most it is a bigger appetite and a stronger aggressiveness.

However, after thinking for a while, his eyes suddenly sparkled, as if thinking of something, he threw the wine glass in his hand on the table,
"My lord, I suddenly thought of a possibility."

Bei Tanghe knew the peachy-eyed young man in front of him very well, and the two of them had not been working together for a day or two. Knowing that the other party was not someone who was aimless, he asked curiously,
"What possibility?"

"In my impression, Meng Zhao is a man with a strong personality and a domineering style. When his Meng family's Longya ship was burned down, it is reasonable to say that he should do something, but then, the winery was burned and the rice store was burned. hit...

After these days, after suffering so many losses, they still stand still and keep releasing news, and they are tracking down the relevant murderers. Do you think this is reasonable? "

Beitang He just wanted to say that there was something unreasonable, the demons and demons were all rats in the gutter, they acted cautiously, and it was not surprising that there was no news in a while.

And Meng Zhao didn't do nothing, didn't he deal with a group of his own traitors, and the methods were ruthless?

But, thinking about it carefully, Meng Zhao is now sitting on a large army of martial arts, as well as the original Meng family forces, and there are even countless small forces moving closer to him and flattering him.

In terms of strength, influence, and even the ability to spy on intelligence in Lingwu City alone, no one can match it.

It is impossible for Meng Zhao to not find any clues, and he may even have found the mastermind behind the scenes, at least there are relevant clues.

Then why didn't he move at all?
(End of this chapter)