1676. Chapter one thousand six hundred seventy-six attack again
No one expected that Lu Guichen was so willful, leaving without even saying hello, and his style of conduct was completely different from the master of the same sect.
Ning Zheng, Pei Huajun, Xu Guo, Long Zhu and other powerful Zhenwumen who followed Lu Guichen to attend the meeting had a calm expression. They seemed to have become accustomed to this and were not surprised.
Xu Jing slowly restrained his smile, squinted his eyes and looked at Lu Guichen's back as he was leaving, and snorted coldly, "It's mysterious."
Several senior martial arts league leaders who were closer to Xu Jing had their eyelids twitched and pretended not to hear them.
"President Du and everyone from the Martial Alliance, I would like to apologize to you on behalf of the sect leader."
Pei Huajun, who was tall and steady, stood up from his seat, clasped his fists with his hands, and said calmly: "This is the character of the sect leader. Do your own thing, please don't be surprised."
"It's okay."
Pang Jun waved his hand, and a hint of smile appeared in his eyes: "We have heard of Master Lu's uniqueness for a long time. When I saw him today, it was indeed worthy of his reputation."
"Oh, we have advised you many times, but the sect leader just doesn't listen."
Pei Huajun sighed, with helplessness on his face, which greatly eased the tense atmosphere in the hall: "Next, I will continue to discuss the election of the new leader with everyone, right?"
After listening to Pei Huajun's words, Pang Jun subconsciously glanced at Du Huaizhen's location.
Du Huaizhen was still sitting calmly, his hands overlapping, his eyes drooping, his breathing and heartbeat were scattered, and his chest was completely unhurried and undulating, like a statue without life.
However, no one dared to ignore him.
Some people, even if they do nothing, show an extremely strong sense of existence.
"no problem."
Pang Jun simply nodded, then swept across the hall with his sharp eyes, slightly increasing the volume: "Everyone, the vote has ended here. Among the five candidates, Xu Jing and Wang Hongfu won zero votes, Wang Mu, Zhao Chenglong, and Lin Chong
Each of them will receive seven votes. According to the rules of the Martial Alliance, the new leader will be generated among three people with the same number of votes."
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud male voice suddenly rang out from the back row of the hall: "Pang Vice Leader, please be willing to take the liberty. It seems that your statistics method is wrong, right?"
When Pang Jun heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, feeling a little unhappy, but his face did not show up. He raised his eyes and looked at the person who was talking: "Where is the mistake?"
"There are 25 senior executives in the Wu League, but why do we have only 21 votes in total? After deducting the vote of the Du League Master abstention, there should be 24 votes."
The speaker was a middle-aged man with a fat face and a strong body. His voice was like a loud sound, and the audience heard: "Where are the remaining three votes?"
"You mean, am I cheating?"
Pang Jun narrowed his eyes into a gap, and cold light flowed deep in his pupils.
"You misunderstood."
The middle-aged man was startled and quickly denied: "How dare I doubt you? I just hope you can explain it to everyone so that you won't be confused."
"Your concerns do make sense."
Pang Jun thought about it and recognized the other party's reason: "There are only 22 senior executives in the Wu League, and the other three, representing the Northwest, Northeast Branch and Baigui Gate, were all removed from the Wu League and lost their votes.
Qualifications.”
“So that’s how it is.”
The middle-aged man suddenly realized and bowed: "Thank you, Vice Leader Pang, for answering the doubts, I have no problem."
"So what to do now?"
The middle-aged man had just sat down and someone asked another question: "The three candidates received the same number of votes. You can't just choose one of them as the leader, right? Or should you vote again?"
Pang Jun could not answer this question.
He just abides by the established charter and presides over the voting ceremony, and is not qualified to decide how to choose a new leader.
Pang Jun's thoughts turned sharply, and suddenly strode to Du Huaizhen and bowed and said, "Three candidates, who can take on the big responsibilities, please decide!"
Du Huaizhen's golden eyes slowly opened, his eyes were faint and deep, and he crossed Pang Jun's shoulders and scanned the entire hall.
The hall suddenly became silent.
Everyone held their breath and looked at Du Huaizhen in awe, waiting for him to make a decision.
"I said that I do not take a stand or make a choice."
Du Huaizhen spoke indifferently, his voice as ethereal as ever, like an unpredictable wind, or like an unpredictable cloud, carrying indescribable power and majesty: "The Martial Alliance is not a Martial Alliance of one family, but a Martial Alliance of the world."
So you can express your opinions as freely as possible, and don’t care about my thoughts.”
Pang Jun slowly straightened his body, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I understand what you mean."
"I understand, too."
Xu Jing, who was standing next to him, took the conversation calmly and looked around: "Everyone, the leader of the alliance means, what kind of people do you want to lead the Martial Alliance? What kind of talents do you think are worthy of becoming the leader of the Martial Alliance
?This question is very important, please think it through before answering it.”
Everyone was thinking, but no one spoke for a while.
In the silent atmosphere, Xu Weiyang winked at Gong Yuanlong beside him.
Gong Yuanlong understood, cleared his throat, and said in an official tone: "I don't know what kind of talents are worthy of the leadership of the Wu Alliance, but I know that someone is definitely not worthy of it."
"oh?"
Xu Weiyang pretended to be surprised and sang to Gong Yuanlong: "I wonder who Brother Gong is referring to?"
"Of course it's a junior with the surname Lin."
Gong Yuanlong hated Lin Chong so much that he was so angry that he didn't even want to mention his name: "If he wants to be the leader of the Martial Alliance, I, the first one in Wuji Sect, will not agree!"
Seeing that two heavyweights had ended up in person, everyone couldn't help but feel energetic, pricked up their ears, and listened attentively.
"Why?"
Xu Weiyang continued to ask, "Brother Gong, have he done anything that is angry and resentful?"
"Why should Brother Xu ask me knowingly? Two months ago, Ling Feiyu, the core true disciple of Wuji Sect, died under the junior surnamed Lin."
Gong Yuanlong gritted his teeth, his somewhat twisted face made his scalp numb and his back felt chill: "What qualifications are the murderers like him who regard human life as cold-blooded and ruthless as he treats human life as grass?"
"Indeed, I heard that there are many strong people who died under Lin Chong's hands, such as Fang Chuanjia from the White Ape Sect, Yao Bohu from the Fuhu Sect, and even Zheng Xilou, the famous leader of the Mantis Sect in the southwest province."
Xu Weiyang obviously conducted an investigation in advance and knew Lin Chong's achievements well: "The original intention of establishing the Martial Alliance was to bridge the differences and resolve the Ganges. Lin Chong acted so ruthlessly. If he succeeded in taking office, it would not be a blessing in the martial arts world."
"In addition, the junior surnamed Lin has unknown origins, and no one knows his sect's master. His participation in the election of the leader of the Martial Alliance this time is obviously due to ulterior motives."
Chapter completed!