Take the Job: the Hero Starts from Being the Most Fierce

Wang Ting nodded.

"The murderer who killed Mawei will not let it go. Please rest assured. In addition, there is one more thing-"

He changed his words and said, "When Mawei dies like this, there will be no one to talk to in the entire Xihuan Hall. If things go on like this, the whole Xihuan will be in chaos."

Uncle Quan wondered: "You mean..."

"Western Ring cannot be without an owner for a day."

Wang Ting smiled slightly: "Well, I propose that Adong should be the head of the West Ring."

As soon as these words came out, the whole room fell silent.

Uncle Tian raised his brows, just as he was about to speak, he was pulled by Uncle Quan beside him.

Uncle Tian turned his head angrily and saw Uncle Quan shaking his head sternly at him.

The latter was slightly startled, then sighed and stopped talking.

In all fairness, it was actually more appropriate for Adong to be the hall owner of the Western District.

On the one hand, Adong is Hengji's double-spend red stick. He is not only strong, but also has made great achievements for Hengji.Among the younger generation of Hengji, Adong is very famous.

On the other hand, this is the first personnel appointment led by Wang Ting since he became a museum.Besides, the Lord has already suffered a vendetta, and there is no conflict with the interests of other people.

As long as the people present are not confused, they have no reason not to support Wang Ting.

Wang Ting's eyes slowly swept across the crowd. They either bowed their heads and said nothing, or smiled at Wang Ting.

For a while, no one spoke against the proposal.

"Since everyone has no opinion, then it's settled."

When Wang Ting said this, he said lightly, "Adong."

A Dong suddenly appeared behind him and said loudly, "Brother Ting!"

He pointed to one side and wrote lightly, "Sit next to Brother Yaowen."

"Yes!"

Adong didn't care about other people's eyes, he came to the table with a golden knife, bowed his hands to everyone, and said.

"Xihuan Hall Master Adong, I have seen you all."

After he finished speaking, he sat down without being arrogant.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ting showed a smile.

"Anyone else?"

The atmosphere at the long table was solemn, but no one spoke.

In the end, Brother Yaowen couldn't help breaking the deadlock.

"A Ting, how do you check about the horsetail?"

Wang Ting said with a smile, "I have my own concerns about this matter. Okay, everyone, let's end the meeting."

When the Xiangtang people were almost gone, Wang Ting stopped Adong.

"Brother Ting, thank you." Adong was very excited.

Wang Ting patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "What I'm giving you is just right and proper. How to control the West Ring depends on your performance, prepare well, and don't lose the chain."

"Don't worry, Brother Ting." Adong clenched his fists and said word by word, "I will definitely handle this matter beautifully!"

Seeing the back of his leaving, Wang Ting showed a smile.

This kid, it's finally a bit of a look.

......

In the afternoon, Adong led dozens of younger brothers and drove to the Western Ring Road.

The Tangkou of the Western Ring is located in the urban area, below an office building.

When Adong came downstairs, there was a group of bad-looking fighters standing at the door.

"Is the golden ring in the western ring on it?" Adong asked in front of Dazai after getting off the bus.

Dazai looked at him up and down and scolded, "What are you? We won't be picking up customers today, get out!"

"No guests?"

Hearing these three words, a smile appeared on Adong's face.

You don't have to think about it to know that the content of the morning meeting must have reached Jin Huan's ears. Now this behavior is clearly to make a mess for him.

The beggars who were guarding the door saw that Adong hadn't left, so they walked over one after another.

Adong stopped the younger brother who was about to come forward, then unbuttoned the suit and said lightly, "I am the current Hall Master of Xihuan. If you insist on stopping me, don't blame me for not reminding you."

The beaters looked stagnant, then glanced at each other, gritted their teeth and said:

"What is the current Hall Master of Xihuan? Brother Mawei died less than a day ago. Brother Jinhuan said that there can be no new Hall Master in such a short period of time. You are fake! Brothers, give it to me!"

"Oh? Fake? It seems that you are trying to disobey the order to sit in the hall."

When Adong said this, he suddenly rushed up like a hungry tiger.

"Bang, bang, jump..."

The four boys at the door hadn't realized what was going on, and they felt the world was spinning.

The beaters showed pain and surprise.

They had heard of Adong's double-flowered red stick and knew that he was very strong, but they didn't expect the four of them to shoot together, and they would not be able to escape the end of being overturned on the ground.

This guy...so strong.

"Go up and catch that bastard for me." Adong said coldly.

"Yes, Brother Dong!"

Hearing Adong's words, the younger brothers behind him grinned past the gatekeepers and ran upstairs.

After a while, there was a commotion from upstairs, and Jin Huan's roar of rage.

"Who are you? This is the entrance of Xihuantang, do you dare to do it here?"

Soon, the riots were quelled.

Adong fastened the opening of his suit, then lit a cigarette and looked at the door coldly.

In a short while, the golden ring with a blue nose and a swollen face was caught by the younger brother.

"Adong, do you dare to attack the same sect?" Jinhuan stared at Adong and said coldly, "I'm going to sue you in the hall!"

Hearing the three words "looking for a seat", Adong took a deep breath and walked to Jinhuan.

"You can ask Brother Ting, or you can sue me. But that's all for the future."

"Now."

Adong flicked the cigarette ash, and then pressed the hot cigarette butt on Jin Huan's shoulder.

"Kneel down."

he said softly.

Zizi!

The cigarette butt was twisted into a ball by A Dong, and a black smoke came out from Jin Huan's shoulder.

Ah, ah - after Jin Huan screamed, he lowered his head and gasped heavily.

"Are you delusional, Laozi, there is only one elder brother of Laozi, and that is Brother Mawei. The hall master of Xihuan, you don't need outsiders to do it, get out!"

Jinhuan said fiercely.

"It's a man." Adong nodded, and then nodded again.

"call."

Adong exhaled a breath of smoke and motioned his younger brother with his eyes to withdraw the hand holding the golden ring.

After the younger brother heard the words and did as he was told, Adong became violent.

He kicked Jinhuan in the stomach, and the latter screamed and was kicked into the house.

Adong followed, and he came to Jinhuan and kicked it one by one.

"Is this the West Ring of Mawei, or the West Ring of Hengji?" Adong asked coldly.

Jin Huan's kicked head was bleeding. He wiped the blood. He wanted to struggle to get up from the ground, but found that he couldn't get up no matter what.

He fell to the ground again, gasping for breath.

"I am the Hall Master Xihuan who was personally appointed by the pavilion, but you actually named me an outsider?"

Adong wiped off the blood from the leather boots, came to Jinhuan, and said word by word.

"Do you know that based on what you just said, even if I abolish you, no one will say anything."

Listening to Adong's words, a trace of fear slowly appeared in Jinhuan's eyes.

Because he knew that Adong was right.

It's true that Mawei has been operating in the Western District for several years, but so what?

In the final analysis, Mawei is just a part-time worker, and Sai Wan is Heng Kee's Sai Wan.

And Jinhuan didn't even recognize the head of the hall personally appointed by the pavilion, and even instructed his younger brother to let Adong leave here.

Based on this alone, Adong can ask for the rules and destroy the golden ring!

"Dong... Brother Dong." Jin Huan clutched his stomach and squeezed out a pleasing smile.

"I made a mistake in this matter, brother, and... I also asked Mr. Dong to have a lot of it, Yuan, forgive me."

"Forgive you? All right."

Adong didn't want to kill Jinhuan at first, but his eyes were dark about Xihuan's situation, and he was a foreign monk.

Therefore, before taking control of Xihuan, Jinhuan must help him well, at least to understand the situation of Xihuan.

However, the death penalty is exempt, but the living crime cannot escape.