Today they showed their faces in front of several hall masters and subordinates. Judging from the speed at which gossip in the church spreads, the news that they defeated the masters around Wu Zhiyuan will spread in less than an hour.
And the news that Wu Zhiyuan was arrested and put into "prison" by me will explode like a kick, and the Bund people will be shocked.
Those elders were well aware of what Wu Zhiyuan had done over the years, and no one had ever cared about him.
He was arrested as soon as I arrived. Isn't this a huge excitement?
In fact, everyone is well aware of the dispute between the elders and the leader.
But no one said anything, the elders maintained their superficial harmony, and no one stood up to openly challenge Ximen Wuhen.
They wanted to make moves behind the scenes, but I chose to bring the conflict out into the open.
After Wu Zhiyuan's guards left, others immediately gathered around and said what they had just wanted to say but had concerns about.
They are just hall leaders and cannot afford to offend the elders. Those who have signed hope that I will promise to keep them, and those who have not signed hope that I will not bear any grudge against them. .
I have already investigated who they are secretly, and I told them that there is no good fruit in going against the leader, so they should go back and weigh it themselves.
When the messenger returned, Wu Zhiyuan's backer did not take immediate action. We cleaned up the door and returned to the building. Our daily work could not stop, nor could we just wait for the action over there.
Wu Zhiyuan woke up and found that he was locked up. He made a big fuss at first.
But he has no martial arts skills, so he can't get out of a small dark room, and brick walls and iron doors can trap him.
One day, two days...five days, he gradually became quieter and stopped making noises. He thought that his uncle would come to save him soon, so he was more arrogant at first.
After three days of no movement, his confidence was obviously low. After five days of no arrival, he basically gave up hope.
He became terrified and would tremble all over when he heard the basement door open.
Like a turkey waiting to be slaughtered, I let the killers it sent out finish their work and let them go.
Not only do they have to live here and take up space, they also have to be given food to eat.
Delivering meals and cleaning the cells also required manpower. I confiscated their internal energy, collected food, accommodation, and health fees, plus bail before letting them go.
There are no killers from outside the headquarters. They are from Wutang and they also do private work.
In the early days of Wutang's establishment, it specialized in training assassins. After closed management, they rarely went out.
The people who set up the maze thought it was a once-and-for-all solution to reduce trouble and sacrifice.
Without personnel consumption, the old people will not leave, and new people will continue to join, resulting in a large population of the Demon Cult but few job opportunities.
But when you recruit people, you have to take care of the food, so there are many people who are free to eat.
This is not a demon sect, it has become a shelter.
I don’t want to lay off employees. Having more people is a good thing. There is a lot of vacant land around the Demon Cult, which is very suitable for land reclamation and farming.
However, the maze will inevitably have to be removed by then. Although the maze can play a protective role, it also restricts people's movements.
It’s difficult to make money in a place with inconvenient access.
In fact, as long as they protect the areas they want to protect most, other areas can be opened appropriately.
The white fur ball is a rare thing. I hid it when I came out of Tengxue Capital.
Fortunately, it always sleeps and doesn't come out to move.
I began to consider the feasibility of using it as a safety barrier.
Wu Zhiyuan may have recognized the reality and wanted to actively cooperate with my investigation to obtain a "reduction in sentence".
What he didn't know was that it wasn't that no one came to see him in the past few days, it was just that the people who came didn't want to save him, but came to kill him.
The temporary "detention" facility of the Central Court looks like a partition room with affordable monthly rent. Anyone with some inner strength can break the chain on the door.
In fact, the meat in the steamed buns is not in the filling, but in the pleats.
Before the visitor could reach the door of the cell, he was surrounded by gas threads arranged on the floor, walls, and ceiling.
Real 360-degree no blind spots, invisible infrared anti-theft system.
No matter how flexible and flexible his body is,
"Thieves" have nowhere to hide and nowhere to hide.
Wu Zhiyuan didn't know that a killer had infiltrated, he figured it out on his own.
His backer will not come to save him. If he does not plan for himself, his hands and feet will be broken and expelled from the church according to the canon rules.
He didn't know how to do martial arts, and his health was so bad that he couldn't do heavy work.
If they were thrown out with their hands and feet severed, they would probably not even have a chance to beg, and they would most likely die in the wilderness.
The person who wanted to kill him probably knew that he was a weakling, so he would tell everything if he was punished.
I have sent people to arrest the person who collaborated with him in corruption.
The person's superiors didn't stop him at all, and politely told Nanjiu that they would cooperate with my investigation and eliminate the black sheep in the church as soon as possible.
Nan Jiu brought the man over. When I took a look, I sneered in my heart. It was strange that this man was so eloquent.
He was hit by the "silencing poison". This poison is very interesting. It does not allow people to speak. As long as people speak, it will bite them.
The most interesting thing is that there is nothing in this Gu sect, and it is not something from the Poison Hall.
As far as I know, it is an exclusive product for VIP members of the Golden Gu Club.
There are people in the sect who associate with the Golden Gu Society...
Nan Jiu put the person into a cell compartment, right next to Wu Zhiyuan, who was writing furiously to write the confession he used to "mitigate his sentence."
Nan Jiu prepared charcoal pencils for him, similar to modern pencil styles. People in this world use brushes. Wu Zhiyuan was not very literate and was not used to using charcoal pencils. In his cubicle, he rolled his arms and Rolling Up Sleeves is written so unseriously.
The newly escorted person couldn't see him, but could only hear him in the cubicle, oopsing, hissing, stamping his feet and beating his head in annoyance, scolding himself for being stupid.
I thought he was going crazy because of my torture, and I became more and more desperate.
But the cell in his imagination was different from what he saw in reality. He looked around as if he was looking for something.
There was only a bed, a table, a chair, and a toilet in the compartment.
There is also a small transom window with a few iron bars.
Nan Jiu asked him what he was looking for, but he couldn't answer and could only shake his head.
I watched them from outside the door. Nan Jiu sent the people to their seats and turned around to salute me. I nodded and asked her to go about her business.
Wu Zhiyuan's accomplice glanced at me. This man's name was Li Jinshan. Like Wu Zhiyuan, his body was quite weak, his steps were sloppy, and his face was yellow with blue.
Now I was feeling anxious and fearful again, and the clothes on my back were soaked with sweat.
"You don't need to speak. I won't ask you now. I know your situation well. Take this pill and the silence Gu will be lifted." I threw him a pill. The small hawthorn pills produced under the instruction, I may use it often in the future.
Li Jinshan was stunned when he heard the word Silence Gu, his eyes widened.
He has an inverted triangular face with no flesh on his cheeks, and his goldfish eyes look particularly big.
His eyes widened even more, and he looked like an alien gray man.
"Eat it, take it for three days, and the poisonous poison will be cured." I patted his shoulder and injected the healing energy into his body.
