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Chapter 1252 Talking about business with your abbot

Seeing Li Erdan's ugly face, Shi Yongzhong didn't dare to write any more ink, so he hurriedly opened his mouth and said.

"He is such a douchebag boss. Overseas Shaolin has hundreds of overseas disciples who came back at once. In addition to the ones who were brought to Mongolia this time to clean up the Ma family, there are also fifty or sixty people who are temporarily living near the Shaolin Temple."

Shi Yongzhong said.

"With hundreds of disciples coming back at once, what is your Shaolin Temple going to do?"

Li Erdan asked.

Li Erdan has seen these disciples of the Shaolin Temple before. They are almost all Xuan-level warriors. Such a huge force can sweep away almost all second- and third-rate family heads and sects.

"Needless to say?

The purpose of bringing so many overseas disciples back at one time is to establish their authority at the martial arts conference and ask all forces to recognize Shaolin Temple as the strongest force in the secular world and suppress the Wudang Sect. The Eagle Claw Sect is waiting for some first-class strength.

"

Shi Yongzhong said.

"Hmph! Shi Yongxin, a fat monk, has an increasing appetite. Even the Shaolin Temple wants to suppress huge forces like Wudang Mountain and Eagle Claw Sect. It's a pretty good idea."

Li Erdan snorted disdainfully.

"By the way, even if so many overseas disciples come back, how can we use them?"

This is what Li Erdan is most concerned about.

"Boss Erdan, it's like this. These overseas disciples came back in a hurry. Most of them came here as smugglers and have no legal status at all.

However, the Shaolin Temple has been operating in the base camp for many years and has a very large network of relationships. It is too difficult to influence these overseas disciples locally.

Moreover, these overseas disciples are so powerful that it is really difficult for ordinary people to catch them."

Shi Yongzhong said.

"Are they all smuggled in?"

Li Erdan's eyes suddenly lit up. This news was simply too important. He could use this news to threaten the fat monk Shi Yongxin.

"Boss Erdan, it's not my intention to dampen your enthusiasm. With Shaolin Temple's complicated relationship network, if you want to arrest these overseas disciples near Haoshan Mountain, Shaolin Temple will get the news before taking action. By then, these overseas disciples will definitely be

He ran away without a trace, so I said, this is very difficult to take advantage of."

Shi Yongzhong said.

"Hahaha! Who said I would arrest these overseas disciples? Why arrest them?"

After Li Erdan chuckled, an extremely mysterious smile appeared on his face.

Li Erdan took out his cell phone from his pocket and found the number of Gao Jiefang, the captain of the White Tiger Team, in the phone book.

"Brother Erdan?

I have heard about the trial in Guanghan Palace. That little brat in my family is all thanks to you this time. If it weren’t for your help, the white-haired person giving the black-haired person something like this would really be released in my life.

I have it on me, thank you so much."

As soon as the call was connected, Gao Jiefang's hearty laughter rang out.

"General Gao is really too polite. I, Li Erdan, can participate in the Guanghan Palace trial this time, thanks to the military giving me such a quota. Gao Qiang and I are also comrades in arms. Of course I can't watch him being bullied.

I don’t care anymore.”

Li Erdan chuckled and replied, not taking this matter seriously at all.

"Brother Erdan, your life-saving grace is so understated, but our Gao family will never forget this favor. Brother, I will definitely find an opportunity to repay you well."

Gao Jiefang said in a serious tone. It can be seen that Gao Jiefang has silently remembered Li Erdan's kindness.

"By the way, brother Erdan, you should have called me because something happened. If you need anything, brother, just ask."

Gao Jiefang said proudly.

"Brother Gao, it's like this..."... In the meeting hall of the Shaolin Temple in Haoshan, Shi Yongxin, the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, was crying with tears.

"Yongheng, Yongjue, two junior brothers, you two died miserably. It was all because of me, the senior brother, that I misjudged the enemy's strength, which led to the tragic deaths of the two junior brothers. It was all because of me, the senior brother.

Wrong, I am incompetent as abbot."

If you observe carefully, you will find that although Shi Yongxin cried in grief and moved everyone watching, there were not a few tears on his face.

The two senior brothers Shi Yongxin was crying about at this moment were the two prefecture-level late-stage Dzogchen masters killed by Li Erdan.

"Bang bang bang..." Shi Yongxin, who looked remorseful, hit his head hard on the mahogany coffee table, making a banging sound.

"Senior Brother Head, you must not do this. If you are wrong, I, the junior fellow student, should bear the greatest responsibility. It was I who led the team there and lost two junior fellow disciples.

"Shi Yonghu hurriedly hugged Shi Yongxin to prevent him from hurting himself and hitting the table.

On the other side, Shi Yongshan, the elder of the Sutra Collection Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, was also trying to persuade him.

"Brother head, Yong Yong, and Yong Jue, the deaths of the two junior brothers cannot really be blamed on you, the head brother. In fact, we can't blame senior brother Yong Hu. If we are to blame, then blame Li Erdan's insidious and cunning

You little brat."

Shi Yongshan said.

"Li Erdan."

Shi Yongxin, who was being held by Shi Yonghu, gritted his teeth and spit out these three words, and stopped banging his head on the coffee table.

In fact, with Shi Yongxin's strength, let alone hitting his head against the mahogany coffee table, even if it hit the concrete floor or the steel plate, it would be no big deal, it was just acting.

"Li Erdan, it's Li Erdan again. I didn't expect that this little guy who we thought we could crush to death at will would actually grow into a being that makes our Shaolin Temple feel troublesome."

Shi Yongxin said coldly.

"Brother Abbot, you don't have to worry about getting angry. Sooner or later, our Shaolin Temple and Li Erdan will have to settle the accounts. The most important thing at the moment is the martial arts conference in half a month. Sooner or later, this revenge will be settled.

Want to repay."

Shi Yonghu had already let go of Shi Yongxin, and his face became extremely gloomy.

"Ring, ring, ring..." The phone suddenly rang in the room.

Shi Yongxin, Shi Yonghu, and Shi Yongshan all frowned and looked at each other.

This room is where Shaolin senior officials hold important meetings. The phone in the room is set up to deal with emergencies. It rarely rings. And those who know this phone are basically all Shaolin Temple disciples.

"Senior Brother, it's an unfamiliar number."

Shi Yongshan walked to the phone and said.

"Pick it up, maybe one of the junior brothers is in a hurry.

: Shi Yongxin said.

After receiving the abbot's order, Shi Yongshan picked up the phone.

"Hey! Who are you?"

"I'm Li Erdan. I asked your abbot Shi Yongxin to come here and answer the phone. Just tell me that I, Li Erdan, have a deal to discuss with him."

"You are Li Erdan."

Shi Yongshan shouted angrily, hurriedly covered the microphone with one hand, and turned to Shi Yongxin.

"Brother Abbot, it's that little brat Li Erdan. Why is this little brat calling?

He also said he wanted to discuss business with you."

Shi Yongshan said.


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