President's Private Spoil Rule

As soon as Zuo Shaoqing left, the whole inner hall became chaotic.

Liu Xiong was the first to complain angrily, "elder Bai, you are the most fair. How can someone take the guild leader away?"

Chen Qian was not convinced, but he didn't speak. If you conflict with the elders, you may end up with this one being wiped out.

Elder Bai looked at Mo Nantian, "do you also think I'm unfair?"

Mo Nantian lowered his head and seemed to be meditating. When he raised his head, his eyes were clear, "elder Bai must have a purpose."

Elder Bai nodded and looked at Liu Xiong. "You sued the guild leader for the loss of three months. Now the guild leader has been punished. Even the loss of three months has been borne by someone. What else are you dissatisfied with?" Light sweep to the scene, "if someone can make trouble and pay all the losses, the punishment will be halved. This is also the guild rule."

After saying that, he waved his hand, "everyone step back and close the door."

Liu Xiong and others could no longer say anything. They saluted the elders and retreated.

There are only four elders and four young elders in the old lobby.

The moment the door closed, the whip in the green elder's hand fell down, and his thin hand trembled slightly. He smiled sadly, "I'm really old."

Qing went up to help elder Qing's arm and sat down. "Master is not old at all."

But the truth is, no one here will be awake.

The green elder didn't speak any more. The white elder looked at him for four hours and sighed silently, "do you want to leave the Presbyterian Council?"

White Bruce Lee didn't speak. The mastiff dog suddenly reacted. Looking at white Bruce Lee, he trembled with anger. "It's you. It's your complaint." He thought it was Liu Xiong, the son of a bitch, who came to the Presbyterian Council to complain. Unexpectedly, it would be little white dragon.

Red dress is the only woman among the four. Her voice is a little floating, "not only Bruce Lee, but also me and Qing."

"Why? Why do you harm the boss like this? She is also your boss. " The mastiff opened its eyes in surprise. White Bruce Lee has always seen that he has no good feelings for the boss. Why are even green and red clothes like this.

Qing said faintly, "we just don't want to be mediocre all our life. The guild leader is Liu Chan. It doesn't matter if the Green Eagle Gang doesn't stay."

The mastiff suddenly realized, "so you threatened to leave the Green Eagle and asked for a Presbyterian meeting to denounce the sect leader?"

The three people were silent, and the mastiff dog suddenly had a cold heart. It was Fu Qingyu's heart to treat people.

"Funny! The sect leader just got 30 sticks and 20 lashes to save your life."

White Bruce Lee tightened his lips, "unexpected."

"No, as expected." Bai Changlao suddenly replied, "like the old leader, the leader has a chivalrous heart. Although she is naughty, she attaches great importance to emotion and meaning. Although she has a bad brain, she has good Kung Fu. Young people should know this. "

"The guild leader may not be smart enough, but the main thing to be a gang is not smart. There is more important than smart, that is chivalry. Although these young eagles have been collectivized, what is mixed on the road is mixed on the road. We can never lose that chivalrous heart. After today, if you want to quit the Green Eagle, you can do it yourself. "

There was a silence in the air. Bai Changlao was not in a hurry. The mastiff was about to leave, but it was made by the red elder with a leading crutch.

After a while, Bai Xiaolong suddenly knelt down and suddenly pulled out a blood line in front of the rain. Blood gushed from his shoulder blade wearing a white shirt, but he seemed to ignore it and respectfully knocked his head, "blood oath, be loyal to the Green Eagle in this life. Listen to Heiyu. If you violate this oath, you will die of blood."

Then red clothes, green

The mastiff looked at the sudden change in front of him and pointed to his nose, "I've always been loyal to the Green Eagle. Do you want to insert it?"

The red elder swept his eyes, and everyone swore that he wanted to be special.

The mastiff silently knelt down and stabbed himself on the shoulder. He endured the pain and swore. Different from others, he said, "I, the mastiff, swear with blood and be loyal to Fu Qingyu until death."

Red clothes looked at him, "the Presbyterian Council only obeys black jade."

The mastiff disapproved and said, "what if one day the black jade falls into the hands of a person who is not strange?"

White old long light way, "the Presbyterian will only obey the orders of black jade, three to one, and it's OK not to listen to the words of mastiff dogs in the future." Stand up, "you all step back."

A figure flashed on the low wall outside the gate. I don't know who it is, but I planted a root of resentment. It turned out that such a big battle today was to win Fu Qingyu's hearts. It turned out that it was a bitter meat trick.

In the study of the century old castle, Zuo Shaoqing's slender finger was pounding on the keyboard quickly. Uncle Dong knocked on the door and entered, and the knocking stopped suddenly.

"Uncle Dong, how is the injury of sect leader Fu?" The handsome eyebrows and eyes could not see a bit of sincerity of care, but asked the words of care.

"Sect leader Fu, the old wound is not healed, and now there are new wounds. But... "

"But what?"

Uncle Dong said, "the executioner seems to have deliberately avoided the key point. Those whips let the congestion in the stick wound flow out. Although it looks terrible, it's actually no big deal. It's not as serious as last night's injury."

Thirty sticks and thirty whips are not as serious as last night's injury

Zuo Shaoqing asked thoughtfully, "do you mean that the whip wound slowed down the injury of the stick wound?"

"You can say so. Without those whips, sect leader Fu's back will be full of congestion at this time. I'm afraid the swelling / swelling of blood vessels will also compress the nerves and spine, which is likely to be injured. "

"I see." Zuo Shaoqing was so clever that he couldn't help laughing. "It seems that I have ruined the great opportunity for sect leader Fu to win over people."

Uncle Dong said with a smile, "that's not true. If you really hit 30 lashes, I'm afraid you'll be seriously injured."

Zuo Shaoqing shook his head, "not necessarily."

"Young master, do you want to see sect leader Fu?"

Zuo Shaoqing thought and stood up without talking.

Although the other party had planned for a long time, after all, his words achieved the opportunity. It was only because of himself.

As soon as Fu Qingyu opened her eyes, she saw Zuo Shaoqing standing in front of the bed. It was different from the previous time when she directly came up to touch her hand. The first sentence she said was, "beauty, borrow your cell phone."

The voice is not like words, but the eyes are still shining.

Vitality is really flourishing.

Zuo Shaoqing took the mobile phone handed over by Uncle Dong and gave it to her, "who are you calling? I'll help you. "

"Give it to my mother." Fu Qingyu grinned, because moving the wound, the smile was more ugly than crying, but the obscenity had appeared, "if you call her, she will be very happy."

"Why?" Zuo Shaoqing's hand stopped.

"Never heard that mother-in-law likes her son-in-law!"

Then straighten the air and have no half shy appearance

Zuo Shaoqing calmly handed the mobile phone to her mobile phone, with a faint tone, "give it back to Uncle Dong after typing."

Fu Qingyu looked at his indifferent back and smiled a little stiff. Then she grinned again. She got the moon first. Since she lived in, she couldn't believe it.