"Ask me one last time, if no one votes! Then our election will be over!" the count shouted loudly.
Still no one spoke.
"Well, Mr. Lu, please announce the results of this election!" The Earl looked proudly at the livid and unwilling Lu Shenghan. This was a clear intention to humiliate him again.
Lu Shenghan was so angry that he was about to take action. Ling Feng grabbed his master and whispered: "Master, I am willing to admit defeat. Since we lost the election, we can't lose our character again!"
Lu Shenghan waved his hand unwillingly, snorted coldly, and glanced at the earl, "Okay, I'll announce the results of the election!"
"The person selected as the third chief elder of the Blade this time is..."
"Wait!" Suddenly, at this time, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and a clear female voice sounded.
Yunlong was seen standing at the door. Her eyes were covered with red threads and her eyeballs were a little swollen. Obviously, Yue Zong's death had a great impact on her!
"I haven't voted yet!" Yunlong said in a clear voice.
Everyone was stunned and looked at her!
"Yunlong..." Lu Shenghan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yunlong.
"Uncle, you don't need to say anything! You killed Senior Brother Yue Zong, and I will never forget this hatred in my life. But today, I, Yunlong, stand here. It is not mixed with any personal feelings. I am just a sharp blade.
I want to believe that Senior Brother Ling Feng can bring a better tomorrow to all our brothers and sisters of Sharp Blade!"
Yunlong's vote was for Ling Feng.
It evened out!
A dramatic moment occurred. At this moment when the results were about to be announced, it turned out to be a tie!
"Thank you, Yunlong!" Lu Shenghan was so moved that he almost burst into tears. It was really touching that his nephew could understand justice so well!
"This little girl is so authentic!" Wu Qu was so excited that he clenched his fists.
"I almost want to go up and kiss her!"
Ling Feng glared at Wu Qu who said this with contempt, "Old man, are you too shameless? You are already this old, and you still want an old cow to eat young grass?"
"I'm so excited! Don't Westerners kiss first when they meet? I'm just doing as the Romans do!" Wu Qu said disapprovingly.
"Lord Earl, why isn't your face as good-looking as before?" Ling Feng quickly added insult to injury. When he thought of the Earl's proud look just now, he became very angry. Now that he saw his pig liver face, Ling Feng
Why is Feng so unhappy?
The earl was indeed so angry that he almost vomited blood. The duck in his mouth flew away in an instant. How is this not uncomfortable?
"Humph, Ling Feng, what are you so proud of? Now it's just a tie!" the earl said with a cold snort.
Lu Shenghan was also in a good mood, "Lord Earl, do you still want to announce the result now? This result seems difficult to announce?"
The two masters and apprentices indeed have the same moral character!
"It's not certain who will win!" The count was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
"Indeed, it's not certain who will win! Lord Earl, was it too early for you to laugh before? So now your face is about to turn into a crying face?" Lu Shenghan did not let go of this taunting him at all.
Opportunity.
The earl sneered, "Well, now I'll let you see who can have the last laugh!"
The earl stood up and said, "Everyone, I am very pleased to see such a fiercely competitive scene. This shows that our swords are all related to the future of the organization! However, I forgot to tell you that I have not voted yet! I am now
Vote for myself!"
The count's words once again pushed the atmosphere to a climax. No one expected that the count himself had not voted yet.
This is like a bucket of cold water poured on Ling Feng and the others! They managed to equalize the votes, but unexpectedly they lost again! How can my heart bear it?
"Now, I am still leading by one vote! Mr. Lu, please announce the result!" The earl smiled and gritted his teeth as he looked at Lu Shenghan. This could be regarded as a reply to Lu Shenghan's taunt just now.
How had Lu Shenghan ever humiliated such a big person? His face turned red!
"Mr. Lu, what's wrong? Announce the results quickly!" Uncle Sam echoed. This is indeed very satisfying! Being able to see the stinky faces of these Chinese people is more satisfying than anything else!
"Oh my God, don't make fun of me! If you don't want me to win, why are you giving me hope?" Ling Feng also suddenly went from the cloud to hell.
Yunlong said very apologetically: "I'm sorry, senior brother!"
How could Ling Feng blame Yunlong?
"Junior sister, this has nothing to do with you! Who knew that this Earl would not vote until now! Old fox, you are so cunning!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth with hatred.
Seeing the faces of these Chinese people who had just gained hope but had their hopes destroyed by his own hands, the Count felt very accomplished!
"Haha, don't be discouraged! How about I give you more time to canvass for votes? If you can only canvass the votes, you still have a chance!" The earl said hypocritically, but in fact he was deliberately taunting Ling Feng and the others.
"Earl, you'd better behave yourself!" Wu Qu was too angry to speak.
At this time, the earl would not give him face, but just said slightly, "I'm sorry, sir. Our positions are different. Please understand me!"
"Even if you give me more time, I still can't get votes! Is it possible that someone else could just push the door open and vote for me like Yunlong?" Ling Feng himself didn't want to believe it.
A second chance at good luck.
"I don't have that many junior sisters to help me!" Ling Feng said mockingly to himself.
"Who said that?" At this time, a voice suddenly came from outside the door again. "You also have a junior sister, I am already here!"
"Miaotong?" Ling Feng couldn't believe his eyes. The one standing at the door, still dressed in a lolita style, was actually Ling Feng's cutest junior sister, Miaotong.
"Damn it!" The Count was so angry that his face turned green. He really didn't expect why people came in one after another.
"Master, senior brother, I'm back!" Miao Tong grinned very cutely and stuck out her tongue. She was still the little girl she was before.
"Count Smelly, do you want me to tell you loudly that I support my senior brother?" Miao Tong pouted angrily and glared at the count.
Ling Feng quickly pulled Miaotong over and said suspiciously: "Miaotong, didn't you leave the sharp blade? What's going on?"