Lu Shinang knew that the other party was messing around, but there was nothing he could do about it. Seeing the confused expressions on the faces of the foreigners who came from the head teacher, it was obvious that with their understanding of the Central Plains dialect, it would be even harder to understand this sentence. , can only say bitterly, "Since you don't want to reveal your true identity, then that's all!"
"I wonder why you are going against my Ming Cult?"
Murong Fu said, "The Mingjiao incited the gentry to revolt, which led to turmoil in the south of the Yangtze River and innocent people were tragically implicated. I am not in any way against the Mingjiao. It's just that the Mingjiao hides its head and tail and leads the officials and the people to fight behind the scenes. What is the intention?"
Lu Shinang had the absolute right to speak in the Ming Cult, and the Ever-Victorious Baoshu King seemed to trust him very much. He suddenly remained silent and allowed him to preside over the situation.
"The rulers were extravagant, extravagant and immoral, allowing traitors to plunder and extort in the name of Hua Shigang, preying on the common people. Now countless people in the south of the Yangtze River have lost their families and left their homes because of this. Do you still expect us to continue to tolerate it and suffer the consequences in the long run?" Are you not resisting the imperial court’s persecution?”
After hearing what Lu Shinang said, people in the Mingjiao immediately echoed with righteous indignation, saying bluntly that the imperial court was corrupt and corrupt officials were rampant. They were doing justice for heaven and rebelling for the people. ?.?????.???
Not to mention these people who have been brainwashed for a long time, even Fang Baihua couldn't help but feel warm and agree with Lu Shinang's impassioned speech.
However, when everyone was scolding Song Ting, Murong Fu burst out laughing. The laughter of one person directly drowned out the shouts and curses of hundreds of people. He was so angry that everyone looked at him in shock. .
Lu Shinang felt that they were on the side of justice and had no fear. He smiled lightly and asked, "I wonder why your Excellency is laughing?"
Murong Fu said, "I am laughing at you for luring the wolf into the house. You don't know it yet, but you are still talking about it and claiming to be righteous. You are simply stupid and stupid!"
"What?"
"This person is making such nonsense and is obviously misleading us. Please don't believe it!"
"Guardian Lu, as long as you give an order, all the brothers will rush forward and chop him into pieces!"
"I see that he has repeatedly defended the Song Dynasty. He must be an eagle dog sent by the imperial court."
"No matter who he is, since he has arrived at the Guangming Island of our Ming Cult, he must never come back!"
"Kill him! Kill him!"
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When everyone in the Ming Cult heard Murong Fu's unbridled ridicule, they suddenly became furious and furious, and they all clamored to kill him.
At this time, Lu Shinang suppressed his anger and said, "Your Excellency, you'd better take back what you just said, otherwise you will see that these brothers of my Ming Cult will not let you off lightly!"
As the think tank of the sect, how could he not know that the head sect’s people came to Middle-earth with bad intentions?
But what's the point?
The chief minister can use them, and they can also use the chief minister's influence in Persia to provide them with a steady stream of rear force to complete their great cause.
This is a relationship of mutual benefit and mutual utilization. He understands it himself, and even the head teacher, King Baoshu, understands it.
However, the interest relationships involved in this kind of thing are too complicated, and it is destined that not everyone can understand it, especially those reckless men in the church who only know how to wield swords and guns. If they know about it, it will only cause confusion in the church.
Murong Fu didn't care about Lu Shinang's threat. He just looked around calmly and suddenly asked, "Are all the people from the Chinese Mingjiao and the Persian Mingjiao here?"
Lu Shinang didn't understand what he meant and sneered, "In order to welcome your arrival, the two guardians of the Ming Cult of China, the six Dharma Kings, and various deacons are all here."
Murong Fu naturally heard the threat in the other party's mouth, and smiled lightly and said, "As long as we are all here, you Mingjiao people are just like a bunch of rats. If you really want to hide, it will be hard to find them. Since they are all here, Then I won’t bother talking nonsense and will just deal with you all.”
Lu Shinang frowned. He didn't expect the opponent's tone to be so loud. At this moment, Shen Gang, one of the six Dharma Kings, who could no longer bear it, raised his huge right fist and hit him. come over.
"You are so arrogant, take a punch from me!"
I saw that he was extremely tall, wearing a rough leather armor, with bare arms. When his right fist was clenched, his whole arm instantly grew stronger, as thick as a bucket, and his muscles were bulging, as if he was carrying a cauldron to open a mountain. force.
This punch was carried by the wind, and the wind was fierce.
Fang Baihua sat aside, her face turned pale with fright, thinking that with this punch, even the boulder would be smashed to pieces.
However, in the face of this unrivaled punch, Murong Fu appeared calm and composed. He looked at Dao Baifeng and the latter grabbed Fang Baihua and immediately moved back.
Murong Fu clenched his right fist, and the zhenqi in his body suddenly surged. As he punched out, a cyclone seemed to form around his right hand.
When the two fists collided, Murong Fu's fist was several times smaller than that of Shen Gang. It looked like the palm of a baby or an adult. But what was shocking was that he blocked the opponent's punch.
The air fell into silence for a brief moment, followed by an invisible wave of air that immediately vibrated around, making the two people's robes rustle.
Amid the screaming wind, a crisp sound of bone cracking appeared extremely clear.
Everyone in the Ming Cult was immediately excited. They thought it was Murong Fu's bluff and did not actually take the punch. However, when they looked closely, they found that Shen Gang's face changed drastically, and his dark skin even turned white visibly to the naked eye. , his lips were trembling slightly.
Phew!
An untimely sound sounded, and the muscles in Shen Gang's right arm twisted for a while, and then several blood marks opened, and blood spurted out. The wounds were so deep that you could even see the white bones piercing through when they squirmed.
"ah!!!"
Shen Gang couldn't bear it anymore and let out a shrill scream.
However, before his screams lasted long, Murong Fu swept him to the ground with a whip kick. With a click, Shen Gang smashed his neck to the ground. His neck was twisted in a very strange shape, and his seven orifices were bleeding, as if he was dead. Extremely tragic.
"Huh, it's been a long time since I went on a killing spree. Today is just the right time for you to stretch your muscles."
Murong Fu squinted his eyes and kept a faint smile on his face, looking very kind.
But everyone in the Ming Cult felt frightened when they saw him, and they all took a few steps back.
If it were anyone else, Murong Fu wouldn't mind using his words to reason with them and talk about right and wrong, but it's a pity that these people all belong to the Ming Cult.
The Ming Cult is different from the ordinary Jianghu forces. They have their own doctrines and rules, as well as their own beliefs. This kind of people are the most difficult to subdue and the most difficult to reason with.
Faith is a person's spiritual pillar. Murong Fu knew very well that words alone would not make sense. Even if he suppressed them with absolute force, they would still insist on their beliefs deep down in their hearts and sooner or later they would find an opportunity to resist him. .
For this kind of people, Murong Fu had no intention of talking nonsense with them. The lunatic with firm belief must either be locked up or... the only option is to kill him!
