Thousands of vests, big guys lose them every day

The great elder became impatient at first: "No, no matter how many times I told you, no, what else do you want..."

Before he finished speaking, his throat was shot straight through. He flew out with the person and was directly nailed to the huge pillar behind him.

His eyes were wide open, and he looked at Fu Yanzhou in disbelief. He couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and the painful expression changed on his face.

The blood on his neck fell to the ground drop by drop along his body, making a ticking sound.

It was horrifying to hear.

The second elder was wearing a white Taoist uniform, and his face and body were stained with blood at this time.

It was the blood that spurted out the moment the great elder's throat was shot through.

Everyone, including Shen Chengran and Song Wenjing, were stunned and did not dare to blink.

Almost no one thought that Fu Yanzhou would take action in the negotiation room, where blood was strictly prohibited.

This rule was set up by Fu Yanzhou himself.

It took a full minute for everyone to react and look at Fu Yanzhou blankly.

But Fu Yanzhou was sitting on the chair as if nothing was wrong, wiping the ring he had just taken off before killing someone.

There was some blood on his face, but he didn't care. He never took his eyes off the ring, looking very carefully at the treasure.

Next to the table was the object he had just shot through the great elder.

It's a crossbow, made of silver. It's small, but very powerful. It doesn't take up much weight in your pocket, and it's not easy for enemies to spot it.

Fu Yanzhou wiped his hands with a tissue before putting the ring on again. He glanced at the moaning first elder indifferently, picked up the crossbow again, and pointed the arrow at the second elder.

"Where's the medicine?"

Behind the crossbow was Fu Yanzhou's terrifyingly cold eyes.

The second elder felt that if he could not speak out, his fate would be the same as that of the first elder.

But he really didn't know where it was.

Fu Yanzhou half-squinted his eyes and knew from his look that he couldn't possibly know where the thing was.

Just moved on to the next one.

Three elders.

Fu Yanzhou quite liked this, at least when he wanted to protect the five poisons, he didn't add insult to injury.

The third elder shook his head desperately, with a horrified look on his face: "I don't know, only the first elder knows."

Fu Yanzhou raised his eyebrows, smiled, and looked at him calmly: "No, you know."

The third elder waved his hand quickly: "Young Master Fu, I really don't know, I really don't know."

Fu Yanzhou still insisted: "You know."

Third Elder: "..."

Fu Yanzhou is a stubborn person.

Fu Yanzhou knew this when he was a child.

Fu Yanzhou raised his eyebrows. He and Lin Shu had learned a bit about reading faces and guessing minds. Unexpectedly, he did not use it on Lin Shu, but he actually used it here.

I have to say that he is really good at reading people.

And as far as the Presbyterian Church is concerned, Fu Yanzhou doesn't need to think twice to know who has the final say.

The great elder was so timid that he couldn't do anything, but the third elder was still helping him.

Otherwise, he would have been pulled down long ago with his appearance.

Therefore, it is impossible for the First Elder not to tell the Third Elder about this matter.

The third elder suddenly panicked when he saw Fu Yanzhou's confident look.

What does Fu Yanzhou know?

Didn't it mean that he didn't care about anything in M ​​state in recent years? Why are you so familiar with the affairs of the Presbyterian Church?

Or is it said that there is Fu Yanzhou in the Presbyterian Council?

Fu Yanzhou looked at the third elder with a half-smile, and the third elder felt that his head was numb.

The third elder finally compromised and advised them: "I know where it is, but don't act rashly."