Inner City A No. 88.

Less than a month later, Le Yu came to the headquarters of the Silver Blood Club to discuss matters.

And like the last time, this time is still an emergency call, not a routine assessment every quarter. If the routine evaluation once a season is to share the cake together, then the urgent meeting is naturally to share the pot together - this is how things are in the world, good things are always hidden and reluctant to tell you, just like proud Jiao's three nos, and the bad thing is a sickly **** who can't wait to slap you in the face.

What's worse than the last time is that the last time was called in the morning anyway, everyone could go out to have lunch to catch their breath after dividing the pot, as if nothing happened.

And this time it was called late at night. Naturally, it didn't mean that everyone could go for a late-night snack after discussing matters—it was because the matter was so serious that there was no room for a day.

Le Yu specially brought Jing Shou here this time. He still has self-knowledge. In order to keep the Jing family dead and not dead, he still has to listen to the opinions of the old capitalists on such important matters.

The moment he stepped into the conference hall, Le Yu realized the solemn atmosphere. This solemnity is not reflected in the silence of everyone, but in the whispering of everyone.

You must know that when these businessmen sit on the chairs of the council hall, they have already entered the sea of ​​silver blood. However, even if it is the strong coverage of the spiritual sea, they still can't crush the uneasiness in their hearts - it is precisely because they are overwhelmed that they can't help but find someone to discuss.

They panic, they panic!

They didn't panic when the city burned down, but now they are really panic!

Le Yu sat down for a while, and saw a small old man on crutches being helped in by Tingjiu.

He was wearing a jet-black robe, his gray hair was straightened and fixed, and his face was full of ravines, but the wrinkles on his face showed no trace of anger towards the years, but instead he was full of wolf Gu Juan's madness!

At the same time, there was a gorgeous instrument that Leyu was very familiar with—a hookah.

It's just different from the gold and silver upstart style that Jing Qingfu likes. This hookah looks very gloomy and eerie. The position between the eyebrows of the skull extended out, as if it was not a hookah, but a brain and soul.

The little old man slowly sat on the main seat, lightly blocked his sleeves, and Ting Jiu obediently put the hose in his hand. He took a heavy puff, and the transparent hose was immediately filled with thick black smoke, and Le Yu's brows jumped wildly - the smoke can naturally pass through the color of the seasoning, and Jing Qingquan's hookah is dyed milk color, and it is full of fairy air.

Why are people still dyed black?

Is this dyed with octopus ink?

ho **** ho **** ho **** ho...

As the little old man slowly spit out the black mist, the silver-blooded spiritual sea also seemed to be invaded by a strong and arrogant consciousness. The dark and strong will prevailed over the consciousness of the other eighty-seven people like the night. As he spoke, he could vaguely see scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood in his mind.

The battlefield where the bullets fluttered, the famine in the wild, the brutal slaughter of the fighting...

The occupants couldn't help shivering, and a natural fear of death arose in their hearts, but what followed was a sense of courage and self-confidence in the group.

Silver Blood has gone through so many ups and downs, so why should you be afraid of this challenge?

Their spirits seem to be integrated with the dark will, accepting the entanglement of the spiritual sea, completely erasing the weakness in their hearts, and turning into a part of the vast ocean!

"People, are you ready?"

The little old man's voice was as light as a falling feather, but the voice seemed to come directly from their hearts. The other eighty-seven people almost subconsciously replied in unison, "All Silver Blood welcomes President!"

This little old man is the current president of the Silver Blood Association, the first silver blood chamber of commerce, the owner of the gun factory, the owner of the Ting family, Ting Gu!

Le Yu faintly realized that listening to Gu's "spiritual sound transmission" and "spiritual pollution" should be because listening to Gu has been the president for many years, his spiritual power resonates with the silver blood spiritual sea and can even gain some authority, so he Only use this strange technique that directly reaches the spirit.

If the silver-blood meeting was held one day earlier, Le Yu would definitely lose himself temporarily in the spiritual sea of ​​listening to the ancient ruler, and completely become a loyal fan of the silver-blood club, and would wholeheartedly contribute to the survival of the silver-blood club.

But after activation, Le Yu clearly felt the existence of 'I'.

It is the "existence" that is beyond the spirit and closer to the soul.

Even if the spirit is completely engulfed by the silver-blooded spiritual sea, Le Yu's soul can still maintain itself, stay out of the way, and watch from the sidelines.

If the body and spirit of Leyu are likened to Gundam, and the soul to the driver, then now the ‘Zhengwei Gundam’ has been controlled remotely by Tinggu, but the driver Leyu can be switched to manual control at any time to regain control.

No wonder Jing Qingfen would send Jing Shou to act on his behalf... Le Yu couldn't help but look back at Jing Shou who was standing in the dark. It is a common attribute of cold-blooded people to be unaffected by the spirit, and Jing Qingfen may have noticed Jing Shou's passive skills, so he made such a decision.

"Since we're all here, let's start."

Hearing Gu Changchang exhaling black smoke, his old face was full of indifference.

"The Heyang Army was defeated, and was defeated by Morrowind's Linhai Navy. The defeat was very bad, rout, big defeat, catastrophic defeat, crushing defeat - all the worries in your mind are right, they are defeated just as you think. serious."

No one spoke. It was different from when Tingjiu presided over the meeting when everyone came up with ideas and laughs. Now the members of Silver Blood have no idea of ​​speaking. They are watching the chairman with trusting eyes, waiting for the chairman to lead them to overcome this predicament.

Listening to Gu coughed twice, "However, Lin Haijun didn't want to invade Dongyang, and seek land for its lord, Lv Zhong. Tournament'."

"If the Heyang Army is unwilling to continue, they will not force it, but ask Dongyang to bear the food and grass consumption they have along the way."

The spiritual sea suddenly became lighter, and the members of Silver Blood couldn't help but turn up the corners of their mouths, showing a smile.

Oops!

I thought what was going on!

It turned out to be for money!

Say it earlier!

Isn't it just asking for money, it's necessary to be so impulsive, how hurtful!

However, everyone's smiles disappeared after hearing Gu say the numbers.

"The county governor's office, Cheng Xuan government, Wang Haigong, and Heyang Jun have already approached me," Ting Gu said, "Silver Blood Society will have to bear 80% of the cost."

"This money, we can definitely get it together, but it will also hurt us. If we send someone to negotiate, maybe it can reduce the injury by 10% or 20%. At that time, the amount of silver blood responsible for the showdown will be divided into 100. Sixty-three copies, the chamber of commerce ranked after forty is responsible for one, the chamber of commerce from 21 to 40 is responsible for two, the chamber of commerce from six to 20 is responsible for three, and the four Jing Luo Quanlan are responsible for four, and the old man is the chairman. , I heard ten copies. Okay?"

Everyone made a quick calculation in their hearts. Although it was apportioned like this, each chamber of commerce would still have to cut a large piece of meat, and even some chambers of commerce that suffered serious losses in the half-city attack even wanted to sell their properties, but no one dared to object to the chairman's suggestion. , said in unison: "Follow the president's instructions!"

Le Yu secretly thought something was wrong.

Silver blood will be brutally cut, and they will definitely pass on the loss afterwards, and it is naturally impossible for them to pass it on to the upper class, only to the lower class!

In this way, there is no need for Le Yu to do anything. After this incident, the various chambers of commerce will definitely treat the exploiting workers even more harshly. Coupled with the growing public grievances, the earth-shaking riot is almost imminent!

But the problem is that the Heyang Army was only defeated, not killed!

The Silver Blood Club is not stupid, they will definitely anticipate the possibility of the civil uprising, and will naturally attract Heyang Army to help suppress it.

Even if the Heyang Army is a group of scum inside and out, but to the unarmed civilians, they are also a group of regular soldiers armed with guns. Facing the regular army, civilians are like flowers and plants in a storm, and there is only one way to perish!

I am afraid that if there is any trouble in the future, the county governor's office and the Heyang army will mercilessly carry out **** massacres!

Coupled with the influx of refugees in the sky, many people in Dongyang must starve to death this year. It is better to nip the signs of their rebellion in the bud from the very beginning, instead of waiting for this group of people to be too hungry to riot.

Le Yu originally planned to paralyze the Silver Blood Society, secretly fatten the worker group, and then fight with the Silver Blood Society. But now that Heyang Army and Linnai have lost the team battle, if the worker group wants to level up in the jungle, they will definitely be caught by the silver-blooded team!

Originally, Le Yu's plan wasn't that subtle, but now it's been messed up by the Lin Navy~lightnovelpub.net~ The success rate has almost dropped to the bottom!

Just as Le Yu was thinking about countermeasures, Tinggu opened his squinted eyes, put his left hand on the table tremblingly, then pulled out the soft mouth of the hose, revealing the sharp edges and corners inside, and then inserted it fiercely— —

Crack!

Everyone trembled as they watched Tinggu slowly raise his left hand, letting everyone see that the back of his wrinkled, age-spotted hand was oozing bright red liquid.

"Do you still remember the purpose of the Silver Blood Association?" Tinggu showed a cruel smile: "It is to gain a position for the merchants."

"Those with guns, pens, and knives can all get their due status, so of course those of us who are rich can also!"

"We are not pigs to be slaughtered, nor are we someone else's wallet, nor are we helpless cowards!"

Ting Gu coughed a few times and said in a hoarse voice, "I listen to Gu, and I won't give them a penny!"

"Blood can flow, but silver blood cannot flow!"

"Silver blood cannot flow!"

A low-pitched roar sounded in the council room, and everyone looked at Tinggu frantically. They all agreed to worship this president from the bottom of their hearts!

I understand, the purpose of the Silver Blood Club is to ask for money or not life... Le Yu secretly said in his heart.

"But this matter has to be resolved. However, besides giving money, there is a simpler solution."

Ting Gu handed his left hand to the medical officer next to him for treatment, and stroked his right hand gently on his neck:

"Kill them all."

Le Yu's heart moved, she turned to look at the dark place in the council hall, and saw a young man walking out of the darkness.

White-haired.