Pass through passers-by, blast the protagonist and villain

"Expell me from teaching?"

"That won't work!"

Jiang Li raised the hall master's order in his hand: "This hall master issued an order on behalf of the gods to deprive the 28 banner owners of their voting rights. This order will take effect from last year!"

28 flag owners: "???"

Jiang Li didn't understand the teachings, and he hadn't read the Wuxiang scriptures of the Wuxiang God Sect. He didn't know whether the gods had the right to deprive believers of their voting rights.

He doesn't care, in short your vote is invalid.

"Okay, do you have anything else to do? Let's end the meeting." Jiang Li got up to leave, thinking that it would be useless to talk, let's use a tactic to escape!

"Snapped--"

A flag owner with scars all over his face slammed on the table and shouted: "Nonsense!"

Jiang Li turned his head to look at that person.

Banner owner Jing Muyan.

This man was the most vicious among all the banner owners, with 108 centipede-like scars on his face, and behind each scar was a bloody accident.

From the densely packed scars on his face, Jiang Li saw the five crooked characters, arrogant and unreasonable!

"How unreasonable!" Jing Muyan took out a machete, slapped it on the table, and cursed fiercely: "You..."

Just as he was about to start cursing, Jiang Li pointed at his nose and interrupted: "Shut up, save face, sit down and talk!"

"okay!"

Jing Muyan calmed down instantly, sat down calmly, and silently stuffed the machete under the table.

This scene stunned all the flag owners.

Come on, come on, this kid's companion spirit weapon, members of the Wuxiang God Cult must show face.

Jiang Li faced the crowd, lifted his bangs, and exposed his face to the light with all his strength.

"Everyone, I don't have the ability to leave Jiang, so I lose face. Brothers in the sect, call me Brother Li if you want to save face, and Xiao Jiang if you don't, you can figure it out!"

"Brother Li..."

"Brother Li!"

"Li...Brother Li."

The faces of all the bosses were so ugly that they were dying, but they couldn't help but call out Brother Li.

"Good talk!"

Jiang Li clasped his fists together: "They are all brothers from the same sect, there is no need to fight in the same room, Hall Master Yue is missing, his life and death are unknown, his bones are still cold, it is really unreasonable for you to force me to step aside."

"Okay, even if I give up my position, among the 28 of you, who will be the acting hall master?"

As he spoke, he threw the hall master's order on the table.

The eyes of the banner owners were focused on the hall master's order at the same time.

Everyone knew that Yue Nanchen would come back sooner or later. Based on their understanding of Hall Master Yue, that man would not die so easily.

Even if he really died.

The position of hall master is also appointed by the upper altar master.

And acting as the hall master is just to take care of the hall affairs on behalf of the hall master during the blank period of the hall master.

In other words, the acting hall master is not the real hall master.

This position is of little benefit to Jiang Li, at most it is to earn some money.

As for the 28 Banner Masters, if any one of them gets the Hall Master Order, they can strengthen their power during this blank period of the Hall Master.

There is no doubt that all the flag owners have thought about the addiction of acting as the hall master.

Especially the two banner owners Jing Muyan and Kui Mulang, from their greedy eyes, you can see their ambitions.

The two of them hesitated, wanting to reach out to get the hall master's order.

In the end, Jiang Li took it back after he was fishing for a moon in the sea.

"That's right, I'm young and my qualifications are still inexperienced, so it's a little bit reluctant to be the Hall Master."

"In this way, you guys hold a meeting to study who will be the acting hall master and choose a suitable candidate. I will hand over the hall master order to him for my elder brother Yue Nanchen."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Li stared at the crowd, observing their expressions.

All the flag masters looked at each other, knowing that Jiang Li was trying to provoke them to fight among themselves.

However, this is a fucking conspiracy.

Even though they knew it was a trick, they had to fight, after all, no one was willing to miss an opportunity.

Leaving aside others, it was difficult for the two flag owners, Jing Muyan and Kui Mulang, to reach an agreement.

And there are five other powerful flag owners like the two of them.

Jiang Li walked up to Kui Mulang, patted him on the shoulder, and said to the banner owners, "To tell you the truth, I am most optimistic about Kui Mulang's banner owner. I hope you all choose him!"

"Okay, let's have an in-depth exchange first, I have to leave beforehand."

With hands behind his back, Jiang Li swayed out of the conference hall.

As soon as he closed the door with his front foot, he heard shouts and curses erupting in the hall.

"Fuck, Kui Mulang, you're such a thief, singing oboe with this kid behind our backs?"

"You two are colluding together, you should have colluded, the hall master ordered the left hand to change the right hand?"

"Kui Mulang, why don't you open the lid of the sky and tell the truth, what benefits did you promise him? I'll pay double!"

Kui Mulang died unjustly, and retorted: "Idiot, can't you see that, he is trying to stir up trouble for us to fight among ourselves."

"Okay, you quit, we have 27 choices."

Kui Mulang scolded: "Fuck you, why don't you quit?"

Benefits can turn siblings against each other, and power can make relatives kill each other.

Whether it's a conspiracy or a conspiracy, if you can't let go of your interests and rights, you have to bite the bullet and be calculated by others.

One monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, and three monks will fight.

This is human nature.

Jiang Li dare not say that he has fully figured out human nature, and he doesn't need to figure it out, as long as he knows that human nature is selfish.

"How about the sixth brother, Brother Li is using the crowd to fight the crowd, are you playing well?"

"You are awesome!" Baxia said.

Jiang Li was very proud, and said: "Learn a bit, in the future when someone comes to you with a problem, if you can't solve it, throw the problem back to them and let them fight among themselves. If they still can't solve it, then kill the person who raised the problem." People, the problem is gone."

Baxia was taken aback when he heard this, but it's a pity that he doesn't have a thumb, otherwise he would have to give it a thumbs up.

"Who did you learn all this from? It's too bad, isn't it?"

"Quack, the handicraft has been passed down from the ancestors." Jiang Li quacked with a smirk, and a church member passing by was trembling like chaff from his laughter.

At this time, Mapi Ah Si saw Jiang Li walking towards the exit passage.

He hastily called out: "Hall Master, where are you going?"

Jiang Li turned his head: "Stay underground all day, with a bird in my crotch, I'm going to Lingwu Academy for a stroll."

"What?"

Mapi Ah Si was startled: "Hall Master, you are crazy, how dare you go back to Lingwu Academy?"

Ah Si grabbed his arm and refused to let him go: "All the teachers and students of the college, more than 200 Tianjiao, and the Thirteenth Guards Team are all looking for you. They want to eat your flesh and drink your blood. How can you Throw yourself into a trap."

Jiang Li didn't take it seriously, thinking that with our presence, as long as we keep a low profile, it's hard to be discovered.

"By the way, I'm dressed like this, I can't recognize myself, how did you recognize me at a glance?" Jiang Li asked Mapi Ah Si.

A Sidao: "The clothes, and the walking posture of the hall master, so flamboyant and unique."

"Is my walking posture awkward?"

"It's quite flamboyant, and a bit cool. When you walk on the street, you are definitely the most flamboyant guy on the street."

Under Mapi Asi's reminder.

Jiang Li realized that just changing his hairstyle wasn't enough to conceal himself.

The clothes have to be changed, and the walking posture has to be restrained, not too draggy.