In the dark room, there was only a faint light shining on everyone's faces. They lowered their heads slightly, and they all remained silent.

Who is qualified to be this president?

Who dares to speak?

Long Yunxi is not here, Long Wei’s adopted sons, Long Qianjun, are also young boys who are still young. If they are the president, where will they place their elders?

Everyone knew very well that by then, there would be another bloody battle for the position of president.

Zhang Sheng opened his mouth slightly and said, "I will talk about the future, but it will not be you."

Bang!

Xu Zhijie suddenly stood up, slapped the table, stared at Zhang Sheng with a gloomy face, and shouted sternly: "Why can't it be me?!"

"Looking at the entire Julongyuan, who is half as talented as me, Xu Zhijie?! If it weren't for my advice, Long Qianjun could have reached this point today?"

"If I hadn't collected intelligence day and night, analyzed the enemy, and gave you guidance, could you sit here alive?!"

"I have worked hard for Longyuan to gather, and it's not as many months as the new boy? Can't you still see it? If Long Qianjun's old thing was not dead, no one would have the chance to take his seat."

"That location was kept by him for the boy named Su!"

"Random!" Zhang Sheng shouted loudly and glared: "Who do you think you are? Do you think Ju Longyuan will not survive without you? Xu Zhijie, it is precisely because of your arrogance that you ended like this today, and you still don't repent?!"

Xu Zhijie looked at Zhang Sheng coldly, then he suddenly pulled out his pistol and shot it at Zhang Sheng's chest in the horrified eyes.

Bang bang!

Two gunshots, two blood beads spurted out of Zhang Sheng's chest, widened his eyes and fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Old guy, I'm also commenting on me!? Spit!" Xu Zhijie spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm with a ferocious expression. He looked at everyone coldly, slowly calmed down his anger, then threw the gun to his subordinates and changed into a gentle and easy-going face.

“Where did we just talk about it?”

"Oh, by the way, I'll ask you, who is qualified to be this president, right?"

His face was filled with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze. He looked at everyone and ordered in an unquestionable tone: "Now, tell me, who is qualified?"

A middle-aged man

The man slowly stood up, he looked at Xu Zhijie with a cold expression, and shouted coldly: "Do you want us to betray Julongyuan and worship you as your main? Be your dream of spring and autumn!"

"Honest man." Xu Zhijie shook his head regretfully. He pointed at the others present and smiled: "Look, they all know what's going on, but no one asked a question."

"It's good that everyone knows something. If you say it out, it doesn't look good on each other's face."

"I said, what can you do?" The man stared at Xu Zhijie disdainfully, and said proudly: "Kill me? Is your grandfather the kind of person who is afraid of death?"

"Your name is Xu Ming, right?" Xu Zhijie shook his head sarcastically: "It's still my family, why are you so stupid?"

"You are forty-two years old this year, and your parents are built in your hometown in Hunan. You have a virtuous wife who never goes to work. She cleans the housework at home every day and washes and cooks you."

"The eldest son Xu Kailong, 18 years old this year, is studying at Luoyang No. 3 High School. He is currently living in a school state. Just like you, he is arrogant and domineering in the school and has become a school bully. What floor does he live on? I think about it, oh, I remember it, it is the third floor of the dormitory building, Room 307, and the location by the window. I remember it is the upper bunk, right? Tsk tsk, you are very good at choosing a seat."

"My little daughter Xu Lili, who is less than twelve years old, is in the fifth grade of Lantian Primary School. She loves spicy strips and potato chips. She hides a bunch of snacks in the tableware all day long. I have sent someone to give her a large bag of Weilong spicy strips, and I will give you some some one another day."

A series of information almost details about what dishes Xu Ming ate every night, how many onions were placed in the dishes, the eldest son was having a partner with that female classmate, and the younger daughter took the car every day when she went home.

At this moment, Xu Ming suddenly felt a little palpitations.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of his family's death. Otherwise, why should he send his two elders back to his hometown in Hunan? There are still a large number of guards who secretly protect him every day? Why should he pick up his youngest daughter to school in person every day, or even randomly choose vehicles, and have to check closely every time he goes out?

He looked at Xu Zhijie's seemingly elegant face, but his heart was a little cold. He knew that this meeting tonight was not a temporary decision after Xu Zhijie heard Long Qianjun's death, but a fight from the moment he developed a rebellious heart, and when he was still accused of Longyuan Dragon Guard, he had already decided to attack them, the group of old men.

He even felt that there were still a large number of people who supported him in Julongyuan, whether they were loyal to follow him or being coerced, there were many spies in Julongyuan's Dragon Guard.

Even among his own people!

At this moment, not only Xu Ming had this kind of enlightenment, but the others were the same. They all looked at Xu Zhijie in horror, and their spine was slightly chilled.

In order to plan Long Qianjun's position, this guy has no idea how many foreshadowings he has put in, so he is waiting for this day.

And they actually had no right to choose from the beginning.

When Long Qianjun died, everything about them no longer belonged to them, and nothing else except their lives would be controlled by them.

"Has the half of the veterans who did not come come be impressed by you?" Xu Ming asked in a silence.

If so, what is the point of struggling for these old people tonight?

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhijie shook his head slightly in the nervous expressions of everyone. He looked at everyone and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I've disappointed you, I didn't contact them."

As soon as these words came out, everyone glared at him. The noble lady asked, "Why don't you look for them, but come to us?"

"Same, isn't it?" Xu Zhijie spread his hands and smiled: "Whether I look for them or you, the result is the same. You have to fight, fight, and grab all resources."

The noble lady's face darkened, and she didn't know how to refute it for a moment.

"After this civil strife, it is not certain whether Julongyuan still exists or not. You are just in vain to wait for this move." Xu Ming couldn't help but sarcastically.

Xu Zhijie was not angry, but smiled faintly: "Of course, if you ask you to fight head-on with your other half of the elders, we will not have any good results."

"I just said that I led you to make money, not to fight, so please rest assured."

He patted his palm gently, and a crisp sound of footsteps suddenly rang out of the darkness.

His steps were steady, neither hurry nor slow, but every step was on everyone's hearts.

"I specially invited this partner, and I firmly believe that with this person to help us, we can gather in Longyuan at your fingertips."

In the darkness, an old man in a suit and ties with a meticulous hair walked out slowly. His sallow face was illuminated by the faint light, and a faint smile appeared.

A pair of vicissitudes and wise eyes looked around everyone. In the astonished eyes, he raised his hand slightly and greeted him friendly:
Chapter completed!