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What I sent to everyone is a document, but it is a letter of commitment..

The content is roughly a solemn promise of a certain sect. For many years, our sect has occupied the country's land and resources free of charge, enjoying the fruits of social development, but has not made due contributions to national development. We feel deeply ashamed. After thinking about it over and over again, we decided to drink water and remember the source, and to repay the country and society.

From today on, our sect will actively respond to the call of the country. As long as the country needs it, our sect will do our best to serve the country. If we violate this solemn promise, we will return all the country's land, resources and property owned by our sect to the country.

Starting from today, if the leaders of this sect want to take over the sect, they must sign the promise letter solemnly and get recognized by the state before they can take over the sect. Otherwise, they will be regarded as illegal and unreasonable inheritance, and the state has the right to handle or hold them accountable. This commitment is a secret signing of a promise and will not be published to the public.

The general meaning of the promise letter is that. If Lin Zixian sees this content, he must wonder if it was drafted by Mr. Qi himself, because it is very similar to Mr. Qi's tone of "national interests above everything else". However, he has been arrested and cannot be seen for the time being.

The eight heads of the sects held the promise letter and their expressions twitched. The relationship lasted for a few days. This was the ultimate goal. The country wanted to hold all the eight majors in its hands!

Once this commitment is signed, it means that if the head appointed by this sect is not recognized by the state in the future, it will not be able to take over the successor, which means that the entire sect belongs to the country and does not belong to a certain sect. It is too cruel!

But what if you don’t accept it? The eight masters of the sect turned black. Ruyun Zhenren stared at Professor Cheng, who was sitting firmly on the podium, and said in a deep voice: "It’s useless to force us like this. The sect is not our own. We can’t make such a decision at all."

"This has been considered for you." After Professor Cheng said, he stood up and packed the things on the podium, put them in his bag together, and glanced at it and said, "I will give you a chance to communicate with the sect, but I will give you a grievance for the time being."

He walked straight outside the classroom and ordered directly: "Take them all away."

A group of soldiers with live ammunition rushed in again and brought all the eight masters out. The eight were angry and had the urge to kill out, but they knew that the consequences of doing so were very serious, so they were afraid that they would become the second ruthless master. They might also bring a catastrophe to our sect, so they could only swallow their anger.

In the underground parking lot of the guesthouse, which had been under martial law, eight sect leaders were driven into the prison car and did not even give them the chance to go back to their house to pack their things, saying that someone helped them pack their luggage. The car left the back door under the defense of heavy troops, and the person was taken away without anyone noticing, because the person who should avoid it had already let him avoid it.

The convoy drove to the door of the military base guarding the "Da Mingyuan" and stopped. The armed police were not allowed to enter the camp of the regular combat troops without permission. They handed over the eight people in the prison van to the military. After the military inspected and took over, someone drove the prison van in. The armed police then evacuated, and the two sides had handed over.

The reason why it is so troublesome is that the army is an external military organization. It is too eye-catching to mobilize troops in the prosperous areas of the country and will cause unnecessary trouble.

The armed police are different. In peacetime, they are internal and belong to the police sequence. They can command locally, and are not as troublesome as mobilizing troops with various destructive forces. They are different from ordinary police. It is just because they are armed police, and they are justified in performing tasks locally.

Outside the car window, soldiers patrolling live ammunition, passing by in groups, helicopters passing by overhead from time to time, and air defense missiles are on the air not far away, and on the main roads, they are even more stairs and sergeants. They are equipped with various light and heavy weapons, so they are very cautious.

The two armored personnel carriers were clearing the way for the prison van. The soldiers inside the van were eyeing each other. Behind the prison van were two light tanks pressing the field. The soldiers holding the anti-aircraft machine gun on the tank were pointing the muzzle at the prison van. If there was any wrongdoing, they could immediately open fire and instantly turned the entire prison van into scrap.

The eight sects in the prison car were speechless, and it was the first time they had seen such a scene. Under the shock of such an armed force, a feeling of powerlessness surged in the eight people's hearts, and the loneliness of the Mowu era was all on their faces.

After escorting the prison van to the destination, eight sect leaders were called out of the car and were taken into the special repetitive prison of all metals, and were detained separately. Some people were on guard with guns outside the separate prison with guns.

Lin Zixian was also in jail here last time. It seems that it is not a good thing to be too familiar with Lin Zixian. The same unfortunate experience may be staged. If this guy hadn't come to make trouble this time, I reminded Mr. Qi, they might not have the chance to come here to enjoy it. Unfortunately, Shi Yuehua was still worried about how much Lin Zixian was injured along the way.

In the Mingyuan, Secretary Su quickly walked into the garden, and Mr. Qi was still dancing with a big sword as he was still strong.

Secretary Su walked aside and paused without disturbing him. Old Master Qi had a golden rooster back with a knife, and he exhaled his breath and calmed down. Then the big knife was inserted into the ground, and his wrists moved with his fists and wrists, asking, "How is it?"

"Everyone has brought him to watch, but he has temporarily restricted his freedom and has not made things difficult for them." Secretary Su smiled.

The old man opened his arms and widened his chest, picked up the coat hanging beside him, and asked while wearing it, "What's that boy's reaction?"

"As the leader expected, he cooperated well, and he actually made a tough plan." Secretary Su reported the detailed lessons of Professor Cheng's class, and finally couldn't help asking: "We did not inform him in advance. How could the leader guess that he would cooperate actively?"

"What kind of good bird do you think that boy is?" The old man glanced sideways, and Yun Danfeng said lightly: "As for acting, you must act more realistically. If you don't come, how can you hide it from the eyes of those veterans in the world? Don't underestimate those people in the world. Your eyes are very poisonous. If you say it in advance, you will inevitably not reveal flaws. It's better to let it go. Besides, who is that boy? He can survive until now in the underground world abroad. Do you think he is a vegetarian? If you can't even cooperate with this drama, I'm not relieved to leave some things to him. He will pass a test."

Secretary Su shook his head and smiled, "It's still the leader who knows people with his keen eyes, but that kid acted too realistically. He actually carried a gun with him and fired on the spot. The bullet wiped Cheng Zhixuan's head and slid over, scaring Cheng Zhixuan into a cold sweat. He just complained to me that he almost lost his life, so that I would not find him in such a dangerous thing in the future."

"I'm thinking too much. That boy is stupid on the surface, smart on the inside, and wise on the inside. If he really wants to shoot Cheng Zhixuan, how can he have his life? With the ruthlessness of that guy, he will not be so stupid as to kill someone. He doesn't have to wait until others stop him or her before shooting. This is what he really acts." The old man couldn't help but shake his head and sneer, then thought of something, and turned around and asked, "Are you saying that boy took advantage of the situation and was beaten up by those kids?"

"Yes, I was dealing with the wound before coming, and it was probably coming soon." Secretary Su smiled.

The old man sneered a few times and said, "Wait, you will definitely get cheap and behave like a good person when you come, and you will complain to me."

As soon as the words fell, there was already a sound of parking and closing the door outside. Then Lin Zixian shouted, "Come on! Come on, come on, you're going to die, come on, come on, help."

Secretary Su laughed and said, "I'll go and have a look."

The old man waved his hand and stopped him, saying loudly: "If you want to die, stay away from me. If you can't die, crawl in honestly. Don't yell outside. Xiao Su, notify the guards outside, and then someone makes noise outside and shoot me directly."

"Damn..." Lin Zixian didn't know what he muttered, but he saw him walking in with a big red robe staggeringly on the wall, touching his head from time to time, occasionally turning his eyes, and seemingly a little dizzy.

He had bloody gauze wrapped around his head, his nose was bruised and swollen, and his face was covered with blood. He looked very injured.

Secretary Su was shocked when he saw it. He didn't expect that he was so seriously injured. It seemed that he was really beaten up by those big-headed soldiers.

The old man looked at it with a squinted eyes.

Lin Zixian swayed along the stone railing beside the lotus pond and walked to the two of them, barely supporting them on the railing, and said in a weak way: "Old man, do you still have some sympathy? Haven't you heard that excessive blood loss will kill people? Secretary Su, I found a chair for me to sit on. I was dizzy. I guess I was beaten by the bandits to concussion and my feet were weak, and I could hardly stand."

Secretary Su quickly found a chair to deliver it to him. Lin Zixian sat on the chair and gasped and said, "Old man, I'm wronged. In order to cooperate with your work, I was beaten like this. So, you have to find the bandits who beat me back and beat me. I have to settle the score with them. ***, I don't know how to take action when acting, and I can just find a few extras who can act better than them. One by one, the butt stocks really hit me on my body and head. That is to me, if I change to ordinary people, I will be beaten to death on the spot."

"You can talk so much nonsense, and you probably won't die in a while. Why don't you let me send you a ride?" The old man sneered, suddenly raised his foot and hooked it. The big knife next to him flew into his hand, grabbed the knife with both arms, and slashed Huashan with one move, slashed down with force, with full force and no mercy.

Lin Zixian's somewhat dispersed gaze suddenly shook, and he didn't see that the other party was trying to test. It was really a knife that killed someone. He immediately rushed up and quickly avoided it. A chair was immediately slashed by the knife light.

The old man turned around and wrapped his body with a knife. He saw a blade light protecting his body, and the blade chased Lin Zixian and rushed towards him.

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