Thirty-seven people participated in the selection for the King of Martial Arts level.

Out of the seventeen guarding the main hall, there were only eleven people; twenty from Baiyun Martial Academy and six from the headquarters.

This time, Baiyun Martial Arts School actually took the majority of the selection.

Fang Che turned around and saw that in the crowd on one side, Old Man Shen and Li Changkong were standing there, smiling and nodding towards him. Fang Che felt warm in his heart, nodded slightly, and showed a bright smile.

Then he entered the main hall with everyone and saw two people sitting there.

The chief officer, Zhao Shanhe, was sitting high up there with a serious look on his face. As soon as he saw Fang Che, he immediately adjusted his mood. His face suddenly darkened and there was a look of disgust in his eyes.

Deputy Chief An Ruoxing sat on a slightly lower chair on one side, with a smile on his handsome face.

His eyes caught sight of Fang Che at a glance, he smiled faintly and nodded slightly.

"See Chief."

Thirty-seven people saluted neatly, and thirty-six of them bowed deeply. Only Fang Che, who stood out from the crowd, bent slightly and then straightened up.

Zhao Shanhe's face turned darker.

He stared at Fang Che and said calmly: "Fang Che, why don't you be polite?"

Fang Che snorted and said, "Your Majesty, my subordinates just bowed to you to say hello."

"You call that a salute?" Zhao Shanhe said angrily: "It's so perfunctory!"

Fang Che said: "How can the commander-in-chief require his subordinates to salute? You can say that it is not impossible to kneel down; as long as you think it is not enough, I can keep saluting."

Zhao Shanhe's Qiqiao was filled with smoke and shouted: "You are contemptuous of your superiors!"

Fang Che said: "The chief commander, I don't know where to start with these words, and my subordinates don't understand what offends the chief commander."

Zhao Shanhe's face turned as pale as carbon.

But Fang Che did salute just now. Although the bend was very small, it was still a slight bend.

If the dignified chief executive said something like, "You don't bend far enough," Zhao Shanhe himself would feel embarrassed.

An Ruo

Zhao Shanhe snorted and stared at Fang Che sullenly.

The other thirty-six people who met together looked at this competitor with a godlike look.

Holy shit.

There are such tough people in this world.

A small deacon guarding the main hall actually confronted the chief executive of the Southeast Headquarters. What a god.

"There are thirty-seven of you, and we will catch you and fight together. In the end, there can only be one winner. Follow me to the guardian headquarters to participate in the next selection."

Zhao Shanhe obviously has no interest anymore.

All the official clichés have been omitted.

"Go and wait later. We'll be on the stage later! The winner will be rewarded."

He waved his hand to let everyone go down.

Fang Che raised his voice and asked: "I don't know what the reward is? Is it a merit point reward?"

Zhao Shanhe held a breath in his chest and said with full of malice: "You are a small king-level first-class guy, but you actually want to get a reward?"

Fang Che said: "Of course my subordinates don't dare to have such extravagant expectations, but with so many senior brothers from Baiyun Martial Academy around me, I always have to ask clearly. If it is twenty points, then everyone no longer has to hold out expectations."

"Cough cough cough..."

An Ruoxing coughed.

Zhao Shanhe's orifices were filled with smoke, and he was about to have an attack as soon as he banged the table.

Then I heard a very loud voice outside, very yin and yang, Pi Liyangqiu said: "This Southeast Headquarters is so awesome, grandma is a bad officer, just like the guardian general manager, tsk tsk, facing

The people below are really good at getting angry and showing off. If they are so skilled, they must have practiced very diligently."

It was the voice of the old man God.

Then I heard Li Changkong admonishing: "You have such a bad temper, what kind of occasion is this? Why don't you just say a few words? Besides, after so many years, do you know how many gifts you gave me to become the chief executive?"

After spending so much money, why are you pretending to be awesome?"

Old Man Shen: "What you said makes sense. After all, you don't dare to show off your power to the people above you, nor do those at the same level. You can only show your dignity to your subordinates at the lower level. Changkong..."

"I'm here, brother, what advice do you have?" Li Changkong asked respectfully.

"You must practice hard in the future. If you are to become a high-ranking official, you won't be able to pretend to be awesome if you don't have much strength." The old man said.

Li Changkong said with displeasure: "Brother, what are you saying? You can't show off if you don't have the strength? I can give you gifts. I can have some connections. As long as I'm in my seat, I can show off."

"What you said makes perfect sense." The old man nodded.

Li Changkong said: "Besides, I don't dare to show off to big shots and people with backgrounds. Can't I just grab a young deacon and scold him and show off? If he dares to explode, I will immediately reward him twenty

A great achievement!"

"It makes sense, Hui Chang makes sense!"

The old man laughed loudly, stretched out his thumb, and praised highly: "You are so awesome in this way, you call it flattery. Well, flattery!"

Li Changkong said modestly: "Brother, I have won awards and awards. This is what I plan to do. You haven't seen how soft and hard I can be, and I can be a servile person. If you let me meet people from the big family, hehe..."

"What are you doing? What will happen to you?" Old Man Shen was curious.

"Believe it or not, I called you daddy on the spot..." Li Changkong raised his head and said proudly.

"..."

There were tens of thousands of people in the entire venue, and everyone looked confused.

The selection is going on inside, but why are these two talking about cross talk outside?

"puff……"

An Ruoxing couldn't help but squirted, and quickly rushed out under Zhao Shanhe's murderous gaze.

He cursed at Old Man Shen and Li Changkong: "What are you two doing? What kind of occasion is this? Shut up."

Old Man Shen and Li Changkong looked confused: "Deputy Chief, what's going on? Could it be that we two brothers committed a crime just by talking to each other?"

"Do we two brothers even have the right to speak?"

The old man looked sad: "I have been born and died all my life, and I am so miserable?"

Li Changkong looked disappointed: "It turns out that it's not okay to talk to my elder brother... Hey, I've seen what I've seen..."

Bang.

There was an explosion in the hall.

But it was Chief Zhao who smashed the table and ran away.

I'm going to explode.

Being ridiculed for taking the blame, I can't say anything. And I will continue to take the blame and continue to suppress...

The old man said to An Ruoxing: "Deputy Chief, who is here? Why is he so angry? This is too ungraceful. He actually destroyed public property. Why should he pay compensation? If everyone followed his example and destroyed it.

Wait, where is the majesty of our southeast headquarters?"

"Shut up, you!"

An Ruoxing came closer to him and said fiercely: "People are so angry that they run away and you're not done yet??"

The old man laughed and lowered his voice: "I have prepared fifteen paragraphs of this kind of joke for Zhao Shanhe. As long as he is here, I will perform it for him."

"..."

An Ruoxing had a dark look on her face.

He tapped the old man's forehead with his finger, gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "Just be so mean."

The old man stopped and grabbed him: "Who are you calling cheap? Please explain it to me..."

An Ruoxing returned to the main hall in a flash.

Zhao Shanhe is gone, he must take charge of the overall situation.

Otherwise, the selection process at the Southeast Headquarters will become a joke.

Rubbing his eyebrows, he sighed in his heart, Zhao Shanhe was really unlucky.

He just used some means to suppress a mere deacon, but in the end he encountered the entire Baiyun Martial Arts Academy.

During this period of time, sometimes there are meetings at the headquarters, and Baiyun Martial Academy Dashan Gao Qingyu must be present.

Every time the leaders ask, 'This is the end of the meeting, does anyone else have anything to say?'

Gao Qingyu was bound to be the first to stand up and shout: "I, Baiyun Martial Arts Academy Gao Qingyu, reported with my real name that Zhao Shanhe, the chief executive of the southeast region, used power for personal gain, took bribes, excluded dissidents, suppressed newcomers, lost all conscience and acted against the will of others. It is not considered an individual. He really should become the leader of the Night Demon Cult..."

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Zhao Shanhe's lifelong reputation has been ruined at the hands of these old gangsters.
To be continued...