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Chapter 37 Lao Zhang is back!

Many associations and Zhang Wenjun's supporters are on tenterhooks. They feel sorry for Zhang Wenjun and are even more worried about him. Of course, more importantly, they are worried about China's future cultivation development and the future of the association.

On the other hand, the countless demons and immortals who were watching the live broadcast had smiles on their faces and bright eyes.

They even noticed the details of the brief collision between the eyes of Zhang Wenjun, Lu Zhouyi and others. Lu Zhouyi and others were provocative and sarcastic, but Zhang Wenjun walked in without even saying a word.

Not objective, really not optimistic.

After a while, nearly two thousand representatives all entered the venue, and security personnel protected them outside.

At the same time, the screen also cut to the inside. Unlike the various media and even individual anchors’ live broadcasts outside, only the live broadcast parties of two media platforms were included inside.

After a while, the whole picture came into view, and the atmosphere of the nearly two thousand representatives and local high-level officials of the association was very impactful.

In other words, they are obviously divided into two groups, one is very depressed, and the other is very lively!

The entire venue is a bit like the venues for many large-scale conferences in China, and on the left side of the venue, representatives are walking around and talking excitedly, looking confident, as if they are sure of victory.

There was lively chatting and laughter, and many people even talked and laughed around Lu Zhouyi and others, and even glanced at the rostrum from time to time.

The middle and right sides were very quiet. As the live broadcast screen passed by, the faces of these representatives were not very good-looking, and they were very depressed.

Even those who were whispering to each other looked wrong, with pessimism and loss on their faces.

Zhang Wenjun and other top leaders of the association sat on the rostrum, waiting without saying a word and expressionless, watching the reporters around them deploying their weapons.

This scene and atmosphere made countless local people watching the live broadcast feel anxious! Even countless people watching overseas also felt anxious.

Some people in the country don't understand the situation, but they understand the current situation in some overseas countries after the immortals took over.

As time passed by, countless people watched the live broadcast with their hearts pounding and their hearts tightening. They prayed that the process and ending would not be the one they imagined.

And in this extremely tense and depressing atmosphere, the time finally came to 8:59 in the morning.

The entire venue fell silent. Some people were smiling and looking at the rostrum, some were silent, some had ugly faces, and some had red faces with anger, such as the grumpy Mr. Aaron Kwok.

Countless viewers watched the time through the live broadcast, 10,9...2,1!

When the time reached nine o'clock, many people's hearts trembled.

At the same time, the person responsible for announcing the opening of the conference, a centrist association branch president named Li Xiuguo, stood up. He first glanced at Zhang Wenjun, Wu Deming and others on the rostrum next to him, and then sighed.

This sigh affected the emotions of countless viewers watching the live broadcast.

"Dear everyone... President Zhang, good morning everyone. In view of the recent problems in China and the world, this summit is hereby convened... Now I announce that the China Zhang Family Longevity Boxing East China Sea Summit has officially begun!"

Quiet! Quiet atmosphere!

The whole process was eerily quiet, and when Li Xiuguo finished speaking, the applause was also harsh.

The entire left side of the venue applauded enthusiastically, while the middle and right sides were extremely quiet, terrifyingly quiet!

In the picture, everyone also saw that the opposition man named An Zhenhai snorted slightly, with disdain and ridicule on his face.

Everyone saw Uncle Guo punching the conference table hard, and the sound was so clear even through the live broadcast.

The hearts of countless viewers watching this scene are bleeding!

Why is this happening? How did the Zhang Family Longevity Boxing Association become like this!

They didn't notice, or they didn't think about it deeply. They saw that when the atmosphere was so weird, the depressed and gloomy expression on Zhang Wenjun's face on the rostrum changed, and his whole body leaning on the chair became...

He was straight and straight, and at that moment, there was a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.

In addition, Zhang Wenjun’s eyes changed!

Of course, there is Lu Deming next to him and Wang Lifen next to him.

Seeing this weird applause again, Li Xiuguo, who was in charge of opening the show, was also a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, next, let me introduce the process and topics of this conference... First, review the past... achievements and experiences, and analyze the current global cultivation situation. Second... Third, discuss the latest news of the association.

Personnel arrangements, listen to the plans of An Zhenhai... and other directors. Fourth, President Zhang Wenjun, branch president Lu Zhouyi... etc. will come to the stage to speak and discuss xxx and other issues, and accept inquiries..."

When they heard that personnel arrangements were being discussed and they were being questioned, some of the faces of the members present changed, while others smiled proudly.

Similarly, the audience watching the live broadcast is about the same.

What's even more terrible is that someone from the representative on the left suddenly shouted something in front of the national live broadcast.

"Zhang Wenjun must step down!"

"Zhang Wenjun takes the blame and resigns!"

What was originally a good meeting was suddenly disrupted by someone.

The sound was very sparse, but extremely harsh.

"Fuck you! Say it again if you dare!" What was even more unexpected was that some delegates in the middle and on the right side of the scene were also furious. They stood up suddenly and cursed in the direction of the shout.

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This man is none other than Uncle Guo Fugui.

The scene was in chaos, as were the barrages and comment areas of the live broadcast platform.

"Damn! There really is someone causing trouble!"

"Forcing the palace, I guessed it right!"

"Haha, there's a good show to watch."

"What are you looking at? You think it's a good thing that Zhang Wenjun steps down and allows the immortal to take charge!"

The Internet is also in chaos!

"Quiet, quiet." On the stage, Li Xiuguo was very embarrassed, shouting while trying hard to control order.

It’s over! This meeting will not only turn into a forced marriage, but it may also turn into a farce!

Not only Li Xiuguo thought so, but also countless viewers watching the live broadcast thought so.

This is just a meeting. If this matter is magnified to the whole of China, if it really ends up becoming a national competition between the immortals and the local monks, especially the local Longevity Fist, wouldn't the consequences be even more terrifying!

The most important thing is that judging from the situation at the scene, whether it is the momentum or the numerical advantage, it feels like the opposition Lu Zhouyi side is overwhelming the conservative local faction! At least that is the case except for the centrists.

Moreover, Zhang Wenjun and other senior officials have been giving in over the past few days, and it is clear that they cannot hold on any longer.

What's more, what if we can hold on to this situation? People's hearts are shattered, and our arrogance is about to collapse!

"I really want to go into the venue and beat Lu Zhouyi and his gang to death! How insidious, Smiling Tiger!" Online, the audience was also angry and anxious, eager to go up and help.

"I'm so angry. I'm so stupid that I checked my phone for more than ten hours just to watch this live broadcast."

"Don't mess up, don't mess up. The right to speak and take the lead must be in the hands of our local monks."

"It's so difficult. It is said that this Lu Zhouyi is an immortal. Now these hidden immortals have taken power openly, but I don't know how many are behind it. I feel so desperate!"

"Is it so late? The Zhang Family Longevity Boxing Association is the most powerful cultivation organization in China. Even the Longevity Boxing Association can't stand it. What should we ordinary people and monks do?"

For a time, the live broadcast was full of lamentations, loss, disappointment, anger, confusion and worry.

Similarly, the immortals and demons who were watching the live broadcast sneered, their hearts beating with excitement.

However, just when everyone was feeling extremely depressed and angry.

At this moment, a strange thing suddenly happened in the live broadcast!

In the live broadcast, Zhang Wenjun, the young marshal of the association on the rostrum, president of the Zhang longevity boxing association, and chairman of the board of directors, suddenly stood up and gave up his seat!

Then he just stood on the edge, as if he was irritated, but his expression was clearly very calm, and there was an extra layer of coldness on his face.


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