Monster Synthesis Master

On May 25, the sun was shining in Shadu.

It is a pity that the atmosphere in the Qilintang is extremely gloomy, giving people a high pressure that they dare not breathe at all.

Even in this atmosphere, there is still a hint of coldness.

The Qilintang, which was full of laughter and laughter, is now dead and silent.

Link's study desk, unfortunately there is no newspaper today.

But this was also expected by him.

After learning the news yesterday, the slum forces are all waiting for today's "Streets and Lanes" to analyze this matter.

But when they got the newspaper, their eyes were dull and dull, they flipped through the front and back pages, and they didn't see any news about Qilintang.

But then, these zombies-like people laughed heartily.

"Hahaha, this is just trying to cover up! Such a big thing, how could it not be reported on the streets and alleys, and now I can't find the word'Qilintang' in the whole article, it must be Link who spends money on public relations. He thought as long as the newspaper did not Publish, this matter can be buried, but I don’t want the paper to be overwhelmed by the fire, so deliberately, on the contrary, it is inferior!"

Doing public relations for the newspapers completely confirmed that Link did not want the internal conflicts of the Qilintang management to spread.

This also explains the authenticity of the incident in disguise.

If things are verified to be true, then someone can really be sent out to provoke discord, and get paid!

For businesses in the buffer zone, developments within a day are as exciting as a roller coaster.

At first I joined the Kirin Hall, and even the Forbes Deacon personally came to the scene to receive Zhang's amazing hotel, which made other businesses feel at ease.

But in the early morning, Link declared how many businessmen's dreams were broken.

This night, dozens of businesses tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

After waking up, I hurriedly confirmed the news and wanted to find the Forbes deacon to confirm the authenticity, but it was another deacon, Mr. Cong who was waiting, and told them with a dark face that the agreement signed yesterday was all invalidated. As for Forbes's personal shares And the protection fee collected in advance will all be refunded in accordance with the agreement.

This remark immediately caused dissatisfaction with the merchants.

"We have all paid the money, and we all joined the Kylintang voluntarily. How can we retreat?"

"I also asked the deacon to intercede with Hall Master Lin. We are not threatened and persecuted. We sincerely want to join the Qilintang rule. We are willing to pay protection fees and even increase our income share!"

"Also ask the deacon to think of a solution!"

Faced with the requests of many stores, the old third sighed and said: "It’s not that I don’t help you. I also think what Ah Fu is doing is a good thing. Kylin Hall has expanded its site and increased its income. The income of big guys can also be increased. , It’s a win-win thing! But the boss is too rigid and thinks that he can’t break the rules of the neutral zone and can’t arouse the jealousy of other forces. Allen and I also spoke to Afu because of this, and we were all criticized by the boss. Even the boss told us to get out of his anger... The three of us had to clean up the bedding overnight and live outside."

Hearing this, all the shops surrounding Mr. Cong were silent.

This deacon has done his best to give advice, and he did not hesitate to delay his own future, they can no longer demand too much.

"So... you guys should just take the money and let it go, it's impossible." The youngest voice was full of regret.

The store's face was also full of loneliness and disappointment, and the refunded money was scattered weakly.

When the third child looked at the refund, he waved and dismissed his subordinates: "You go back to your life, I will smoke a cigarette here and stay alone!"

Not long after the men left, the youngest took a cigarette from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

Just as he was about to take out the lighter, he stretched out a hand wearing black leather gloves beside him, and the lighter in his hand was emitting a flame.

The third child glanced at the man, who was still in a tattered look wrapped in a trench coat in the morning.

The raised collar of the windbreaker concealed the left and right cheeks. Under the cover of the fisherman's hat and black sunglasses, it was difficult to see this person's image.

"Thank you."

The youngest dangling cigarette, one hand was in front of the lighter, the other hand dangling in front of the cigarette, leaned close and took a sip.

The yellow shredded tobacco rolled in white paper immediately burned red under high temperature, and turned into charred black at a very fast speed.

"You are welcome. Do you have time to talk about it, Mr. Cong."

The third child looked up warily at the person in the windbreaker hat, and asked, "Who are you?"

"It won't take you too long, how about five minutes?" The man stretched out his hand and motioned to the next **** hotel to talk in detail.

"Well, it's only five minutes, and I have to go back later."

The youngest and the mysterious man in the trench coat walked into the **** hotel.

"I don't know if Mr. Cong is interested in us." The man in the trench coat took out a business card from his pocket. There was no text on the white business card. There was only a bright red six-pointed star on the white background, the symbol of Solomon's seal.

"You are the Secret League!?" The third child asked in surprise.

ten minutes later……

The youngest and the mysterious man in the trench coat walked out of the hotel.

The youngest smiled with satisfaction on his face and said: "I will bring things over, and I hope that the people you can respond to will be in place. That thing will be treated as a nomination for me to join."

The mysterious man in the windbreaker stretched out his glove-wrapped hand: "We have never doubted Mr. Cong’s sincerity. We will definitely send additional members to protect Mr. Cong’s safety and give you the promised good status. do not worry."

"That's best, you can wait for my news next."

The two passed by and staggered away in the opposite direction.

The third child still had a gloomy Sima face, but if you look closely, you can see a slight curl at the corner of his mouth.

As for the mysterious man in the trench coat, although he can't see his facial features, his walking pace has also been speeded up inexplicably.

Soon it disappeared into the dark alley without a trace.

This kind of situation also happened in the warehouse of Qilintang and the commercial street at the same time.

A dangerous atmosphere is gradually brewing on the territory of Qilintang...

Qilintang, Shadu slum area.

Since yesterday's turbulence, Link got up today and received a lot of text messages.

Benjamin and Li Ziqian each sent text messages to ask about the morning's changes.

When Anna shared today's mood, she even asked carefully ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ including Gui Lao, Mina and Lei Jiuzhi, and they all sent text messages to care about.

For all the text messages, Link responded vaguely.

The macaw came over loudly: "In fact, there is no right or wrong in this matter."

Although the macaw usually has a hot temper and squirts when he opens his mouth, now Link is obviously in a bad mood, and the macaw will naturally not ask himself to be boring and make trouble.

"You punish Ah Fu because he acted privately and broke the rules of the slums. It is also easy to make enemies for the Qilintang who does not have a firm foothold."

"But, Ah Fu also conforms to the merchants' ideas and expands the territory of Kylin Hall. His original intention is also good..."

The macaw was about to say something, the **** dog barked and rushed in, raging hellfire all over his body, spinning around Link.

After listening to the macaw, the whole bird was stunned, and said tremblingly: "Boss, hellhound said...A Fu stole a little sweet pig and ran away with someone!"