Thirty-six tables were set up for the Jie Feng Cleansing Banquet, as many as the Tiangang.
A table of twelve people, for twelve months of the year.
The implication should be that this year, the positive numbers of heaven should be used to suppress the evil spirits of troubled times.
Anyway, that’s what the headmaster said.
From all over the country, all the Tang Sect members who had no missions came back, but these people couldn't even gather nine tables.
We can only bring in a group of children from the sect to join in the fun.
Russell and the ten heroes of the Tang Sect sat at the same table as the sect leader.
After the banquet started, Tang Jiaren kept talking in the ear of the door manager.
Russell didn't hear a word, but he knew that the doorman was looking at him from time to time.
He is now being "besieged" by Xu Xin and a group of his peers.
Each one brought the wine jar directly, and the bowl for pouring wine was as big as a basin.
"Let me tell you, our Junior Brother Luo is a man of both wisdom and courage!"
Xu Xin's wine bowl was unsteady, but he was still very sharp with his words.
"In the Higashan ninja's place, it's really true that God will kill God if he stands in the way, and Buddha will kill Buddha if he stands in the way of Buddha!"
"Me, Brother Dong, and the eldest young master are also killing each other like crazy, covered in blood!"
"That's not as good as Russell. He's in the Bihe Mountain Ninja, seven in and seven out!"
"In ancient times, there was Changshan Zhao Zilong, and today there is Tangmen Russell! Do you understand? While he was killing, he was also wringing the blood from his clothes!"
"Why do you need to wring out the blood? This blood weighs ten kilograms. Do you understand that it will delay the action? If you don't wring it out, you can still kill people?"
"Don't talk about Junior Brother Luo, even I, Brother Dong, the eldest young master, have at least three kilograms of blood on my body."
"Now you know what a river of blood is, right? That's it! We escaped with our bodies intact! Bullshit!"
Shitama’s smart shut-down operation!
Russell felt like a new Tang Sect was about to be pulled out of his feet.
I regret letting Xu Xin canvass for votes, Mad, the more I talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes.
What’s even more outrageous is that a group of drunk people believed it!
Others spilled wine on themselves and followed Xu Xin's example, twisting their clothes and performing punches.
A group of people nearby cheered loudly.
Dong Chang and Yang Lie both lowered their heads and wished they could get under the table.
Everyone in the chat group laughed out loud, frantically recording videos and taking screenshots.
Russell felt that his Lingtai Cave was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and his mind was extremely unstable.
It's the time to practice when it's so difficult that you feel like dying.
Is social death not a kind of death?
Russell kept smiling, feeling that his sanity was one step closer.
But the next moment I couldn't hold it any longer.
Gan.
Xu Xin actually took the lead in shouting for the door manager, and many people agreed!
Except for a few calm ones and the small team behind them, almost all their peers came to pay homage to the dock.
send.
Russell quietly looked at the door manager and found that he had a kind and amiable smile.
But what's the matter with the chill in the back?
Wait a minute, won't someone put a robe on me?
Russell suddenly felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and there was another storm in the Lingtai Cave.
Delusions are all delusions!
Russell took a deep breath and calmed down again.
Life is all about cultivation, and I am happy to have made another step forward.
"Chief, you drank so much, would you like some sobering tea?"
Well, is this how the door manager treats you?
Russell lowered his head and saw that the hand covering the tea cup was covered with traces of time and killing.
Yes, it looks familiar...
"Mr. Gate, you are joking, the brothers are all joking."
Russell stood up quickly. This was neither a cup of tea nor a misdemeanor.
Embarrassed.
The sound of worshiping the dock behind him was like a wave, sparing no effort to push Russell's back.
You are really good at rebelling in front of the door chief!
"Your reputation is not bad." Tang Bingwen smiled firmly and handed the teacup to Russell.
"Just take it for you. Why, don't you dare to take it?"
Russell's heart skipped a beat as he looked at Tang Bingwen's half-smiling eyes.
Answer, why don't you dare to answer.
Those with strong ambitions are the pillars of fame. Climbing mountains does not stop at difficulties and dangers, it must reach the peak.
If you dare to give me the position of sect leader, I will take it!
Russell arranged his clothes and Su Rong took the tea cup. There were only a few tea leaves in the cup without a drop of water.
"good."
"I'll give you the teacup. The tea is there too. If you want to make whatever tea you want, just pour the water yourself."
Tang Bingwen smiled lightly, his eyes full of admiration.
There are many young people in the alien world who are both wise and brave, and extremely talented.
But there are only a few who dare to be the first.
If you dare to be the first in the world, just don’t say it.
Although Russell is young, he already has great ambitions.
I, the Tang Clan, have a promising future.
"I have a new mission here after dinner." Tang Bingwen pressed Russell's shoulder and turned back to his seat.
The older generations around him looked at him with scrutiny or admiration.
Xu Xin's group of people were still drunk and crazy.
White Spider You Ke, Green Spider You Shou, and Instant Attack Tang Miaoxing frowned and looked at the tea cup in Russell's hand, silently.
The Tang Sect Chief's room is not small, but there are a lot of things both overt and covert.
In just one hundred and eighty square meters, Russell could see dozens of hidden lines and secret doors.
This is still at a rough glance.
Okay, this is very Tangmen.
"Sit down." Tang Bingwen pointed to a chair and then sat on the Grand Master's chair.
Russell stood in front of the guest seat in front of the Grand Master's chair, motionless.
Dare you sit down? Don't dare.
The doorman’s butt didn’t even touch the chair!
If he were to take over, he might be pierced and grilled by some kind of mechanism.
"Chief, you didn't even sit down. I, a junior, don't dare to sit down."
"Well, I have good eyesight." Tang Bingwen slapped his hand on the table.
There was a burst of mechanical sound, and Russell suddenly felt that there was a lot less murderous intent in the room.
"What? Still not sitting down?" Tang Bingwen leaned on the chair and twisted his buttocks on the chair.
"Just sit down, junior, just stand."
When Russell heard the sound just now, everything was ringing, but the chair under his own butt was not making any sound.
"Not bad." Tang Bingwen laughed heartily, "Okay, I'll give you a new task."
"Go find You Ke and You Shou outside and find a way to make them listen to your command."
Russell looked at Tang Bingwen with a questioning look in his eyes.
"Senior brother said that you don't like to take on the job of a killer. So, I will arrange a rescuer for you."
"Mr. Zhao, who organized the assassination of the ninja leader this time, is in danger. He is being targeted by the Higashan ninja."
"I understand." Russell agreed.
"Do you really understand?" Tang Bingwen leaned forward, his remaining eyes full of scrutiny.
"real."
"Mr. Zhao must be alive, and then the brothers of the Tang Sect must also be alive."
"Huh?" Tang Bingwen's tone was slightly raised, and then he nodded with a normal expression.
"Okay, then go ahead."
"Yes." Russell stepped out, his body weightless, as if he had not stepped on the floor.
"You brat, do I look so sinister?"
Tang Bingwen laughed and cursed, then said to the empty space:
"Senior brother, this disciple you picked up is really cautious."
"Even me, the door manager, is on guard."
Tang Jiaren lifted the phantom body barrier and slowly revealed his physical form.
"Junior brother, can I do it without guarding against you? The master thought that I was honest, so he didn't let me be the head of the door."
"Ahem."
"Also, there are so many chairs, but that chair cannot be lifted by any mechanism. Whoever sits on it will be finished. Do you think I don't know?"
"Ahem, senior brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's talk about something else."
"And your floor—"
"Senior brother, senior brother, we didn't drink well just now, let's have a few more drinks. Let me tell you, I really like this kid Ronaldinho."
"Yeah?"
"Of course. Look, this mission..."
As Tang Jiaren listened, he forgot what he wanted to say. Tang Bingwen held his shoulders and continued drinking.
Tang Bingwen, on the other hand, sighed inwardly thinking about Russell's words just now.
I'm telling you to save Mr. Zhao's life no matter what.
Because this mission is more difficult than imagined, and sometimes, you still have to make choices.
I hope you can understand this truth in time.
