Master Bu sighed bitterly in low spirits, and the people sitting on the seven or eight chairs at the conference table were all silent at this time, and the sect also put pressure on them.

But to be honest, the forces that have been fortunately formed in the other world for two or three years have to bear a huge risk of up to seven months due to an unreasonable order...

"According to Article 17 of the original sect alliance, under special circumstances, we have reasons not to obey your orders, right?"

A vague and thin figure, a person who looked as thin as a skeleton, put his hands together at the table, and said his first sentence, who had never said anything since the beginning of the meeting.

When the silent people heard these words, they all raised their heads involuntarily. They couldn't help flashing a throbbing in their hearts. This... it seems that it is indeed possible!

Through the vague restriction, the teacher seemed to feel the slight ups and downs of this group of unreliable allies.

He sneered twice and couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water: "If it can be so simple, I won't have to worry about it. The ancestor will send a cronies. It is estimated that the time will be two or three days. If you really do this, you will all be sinners when the sect enters the alien world and starts a war!"

The butcher did not chuckle and smirked. His fat body moved against the back of the chair, and the thin wooden planks were bent a little by the pressure of his heavy body. He changed to a comfortable position and scratched it. , Seemingly inadvertently muttered: "Why don't you just hand over part of the power integration?"

When he said a word, everyone present stared at him one after another. The butcher was a little uncomfortable being stared at by these six or seven sharp, knife-like gazes. He laughed embarrassingly, and he was quiet when he saw no one was paying attention. Sit and stop talking.

The assassin was sitting on the wooden chair with his hands cocked and his butt, swaying the saber around his waist.

He is vulgar and bloodthirsty on the surface, but his mind is still delicate. As a killer, a calm brain and a strong mental quality are necessary. What's more, his IQ is not low!

Regardless of whether the butcher's words were inadvertently or deliberately uttered, his words did open up a line of thinking to everyone, whether to choose a strong man to break his arm, or to pass on the accumulation of these two or three years? !

People seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. In the face of huge risks, they are on the same front. It is the middle-aged tea owner who speaks faster than the killer.

He has the deepest operating power in this world, let him sacrifice? Give it all to the confidant of the ancestor who has never met? !

Hehe, what a joke, the most addictive poison of power, once caught, few people can completely get rid of it, even if his father comes, his seat is impossible to let out!

The tea owner with the thoughts in his mind cleared his throat and said: "I think what the butcher said is very reasonable, I agree! I can hand over all the teahouses in the Jiangnan coastal area!

As for the inland areas and the wild mountains and ridges in the northwest and southeast, I think that adult should not look down on it, right? ! "

Master Bu glanced at him obliquely along the voice, and couldn't help but snorted in his heart. This tea master had a wishful thinking, saying that he was handing over the stronghold. When the time comes, the backbone will be moved away slowly, and the adult can perceive it. To these little things?