Neither Su Changzhi nor Hong Dingjun were wrong. Lou Jingzhong's actions were indeed just the beginning. The infiltration of overseas forces in Xiangjiang is indeed very powerful, but the infiltration of the mainland is just as powerful. What's more, Xiangjiang is the Xiangjiang of China. Not to mention anything else, the same clan and ancestor alone has more advantages than those foreign forces.

Fang Shi didn't have many requirements, just arrange some formations that do not know the effect in certain reliable positions. However, it is precisely because of the lack of the effect that Hong Dingjun is unable to sleep or eat. He was worried that these formations were Fang Shi's attempt to control the entire Kowloon Water Entry Bureau again, and he was worried that this was an arrangement made to boost the feng shui fortune of Xiangjiang.

The former may threaten the foundation of the opposition, while the latter may inject strong support into the reformists. No matter which possibility, Hong Dingjun cannot make it a reality. The consequences of his failure are not just about losing face, nor is it that he cannot continue to gain a foothold in Xiangjiang. For his own life, Hong Dingjun must do his best.

However, even if Hong Dingjun tried his best, he still felt powerless and even a little desperate when facing an enemy like Fang Shi.

In the secret room of Kowloon Club, there is more than one person who feels like Hong Dingjun. These days, opposition meetings are held every day, but the atmosphere of the meeting is getting heavier and heavier.

Hong Dingjun glanced at everyone present and finally stopped his eyes on a person who was a little out of place. He said that his out of place certainly did not mean that this person had blond hair, blue eyes or three heads and six arms. Like everyone present, he had a head and hands, and had black hair, black eyes and yellow skin, although his skin was fair.

The reason why he was out of place was because of his clothes. Most of the leaders of the various sects present were fifty years old, wearing either a double-breasted Tang suit or an ordinary jacket. Only this man in his forties was wearing a suit, but fortunately he didn't wear a tie. Otherwise, it would be even more strange.

This person has a special identity. He was sent by Hong Dingjun's master. Generally speaking, this person named Peter Huang did not participate in their discussions, but was just listening. Sometimes he would convey some meanings. Most of the time, he was a monitor.

Hong Dingjun knew very well that this man was not an ordinary person, but he was definitely not a sorcerer. He should be a believer, but he had never exposed his abilities. Hong Dingjun didn't know how strong this man was. However, whether the believer was powerful or not, in fact, it was impossible to see from the surface that their strength depends more on the magic weapon they carried.

In fact, Hong Dingjun was not afraid of his strength, but his identity.

Hong Dingjun hesitated for a moment, looked at Peter Huang and said, "Mr. Huang, you have also seen the situation during this period. What do you think we should do now?"

Peter Huang was stunned for a moment. This was the first time Hong Dingjun asked him for advice in front of everyone. In the past, the two of them communicated privately. Today, Hong Dingjun suddenly asked his opinions in front of everyone, obviously he had some ideas.

Peter Huang pondered for a moment and said, "Lord Hong, I have no objection. To be honest, I don't understand these things very much."

Everyone looked at the two of them thoughtfully, thinking about their own thoughts, and they all closed their mouths and kept silent.

Hong Dingjun smiled and pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Mr. Huang, you may not understand Feng Shui numerical matters. But our problem now is not Feng Shui numerical. To be honest, when it comes to Feng Shui numerical, I'm afraid no one can compare with Fang Shi now. We can't add it together."

Peter Huang's eyes shrank, and he stared at Hong Dingjun playfully and said, "Lord Hong, why can't I understand what you mean?"

Hong Dingjun sneered: "My words are literal. Although Mr. Huang grew up abroad, he is proficient in Chinese. He should be able to correctly understand the meaning of this sentence? I am just saying a fact, and I think everyone here will agree with me."

"What Master Hong said is very much. Fang Shi is the only great master in China. How can we compare to Feng Shui numerology?"

"That's right, isn't the dilemma we are facing now very telling?"

Peter Huang glanced at everyone, saw everyone nodding in support, his eyes became sharp, and finally the knife-like eyes stared at Hong Dingjun's face, but Hong Dingjun was not afraid of the threat in Peter Huang's eyes. Peter Huang was just a dog, just like everyone present, including himself.

Now Hong Dingjun kidnapped everyone and asked his master for the so-called law does not blame the public. Besides, now is the critical moment of fighting against the mainland Xuanmen. Hong Dingjun is very clear about the value of his and others. He cleverly grasped this opportunity to get the benefits. Everyone here is not fools. They all stood on Hong Dingjun's side without hesitation.

"Lord Hong, do you mean that you can't beat Fang Shi, so you want to give up?"

Hong Dingjun shook his head coldly and said, "I don't mean that, but I'm just powerless. We have thought about all the ways we can think of, but we still cannot break the situation under Fangshi. If we continue like this, the situation will only get worse and worse. However, the group of people in Ruyi Villa will become stronger and stronger with Fangshi's support. If you consider those fence-bearers, I don't need to say anything about the situation in the future. Mr. Huang will definitely be able to foresee it."

Peter Huang snorted coldly and said, "So what? Did you do nothing just because you knew you failed?"

Hong Dingjun curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Why do you have to do it even though you know that you have failed? Why don't you find a way to succeed?"

Peter Huang smiled and said, "Yes, why don't you find a way to succeed? But you always emphasize difficulties?"

"The difficulties are objectively present, and we are discussing how to solve them, otherwise how could I ask you?"

Peter Huang then realized that he was surrounded by this old guy. Now he still wanted to maintain a detached position and not express his opinion. Hong Dingjun probably had this plan from the beginning, wanting to make himself express his opinion. Once he had any opinions, they would be able to put the blame on themselves when they failed in the future.

Peter Huang figured out Hong Dingjun's plan and scolded Hong Dingjun for being shameless in his heart, but when he was stared at by everyone's eyes, he had no way out. If he didn't say anything, Hong Dingjun and others would naturally have a word of ruling.

He glanced at Hong Dingjun fiercely. Peter Huang cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, I really don't know much about Feng Shui."

Hong Dingjun smiled and said, "The current problem has nothing to do with Feng Shui numerology. I just said. If we simply use Feng Shui numerology to fight, we are no match for Fang Shi."

Peter Huang sneered: "It seems that not long ago. Didn't you think so?"

"We didn't know Fang Shi's strength at that time. Besides, will it be useful to pursue these now?"

Peter Huang couldn't help but speak in a hurry. He thought for a while and said, "Since Lord Hong said it was not a matter of Feng Shui numerology, is it because Lord Hong had the idea of ​​starting an outside game?"

Hong Dingjun shook his head: "I have no firm opinion on this, of course, and this possibility is not ruled out. It's just that whether to use it or not, and how to operate it remains to be discussed. If Mr. Huang feels it is necessary, then we might as well discuss it now?"

Peter Huang rolled his eyes in anger. This guy was determined to pull himself into the water. Why did this become my suggestion to start an outside game? None of these bastards wanted to take responsibility. They wanted to be the first to be the first to be a damn person!

"Lord Hong misunderstood, I just asked Lord Hong what he thought."

Hong Dingjun said helplessly: "The problem is that I have no good idea now. We are warlocks. We are always used to thinking about problems with the mindset. Mr. Huang is different from us and has greater knowledge. I think Mr. Huang may have any good idea?"

Peter Huang said yelling: "Lord Hong is so polite. When Lord Hong was calling the wind and rain in the Xiangjiang River, I didn't know which corner I was staying. In terms of knowledge, how can I compare to Lord Hong? I just said that I don't know much about Feng Shui numerology, but since you all feel that you can't compare with Fang Shui numerology, and you can no longer compete with Fang Shui numerology, then can you avoid the real and attack the virtual?"

"Avoiding the real and attacking the virtual? It is indeed a good idea. But what is the virtual that Mr. Huang refers to?"

"Master Hong, I just put forward a strategic opinion. As for what 'virtue' is, you should know better than me. Have you forgotten that you are the masters of Xiangjiang."

Hong Dingjun twitched his lips and cursed in his heart. If we were the masters of Xiangjiang, then what are you?

Hong Dingjun sighed: "Mr. Huang, if we have a solution, would we still sit here at a loss?"

Everyone agreed when they heard this, and for a moment, all kinds of bitterness poured out, which made Peter Huang feel like he was about to be submerged. These people were indeed not easy-to-have. It seemed that they had made up their minds to be foolish and they would become their scapegoat.

Peter Huang actually didn't understand nothing as he said. On the contrary, he knew very well the problems facing Hong Dingjun and others now. Hong Dingjun did not lie. The facts proved that it was obviously a bit delusional to face Sha Fang Shi head-on, but Hong Dingjun and others had no way out, and they didn't want to fight with Fang Shi. The only way was to beg for mercy from the master behind him, hoping that his master would be sympathetic to them and let them have a way out.

Peter Huang sneered in his heart. At this time, these people still had such unrealistic fantasies. From the day when Xiangjiang returned, these mature dogs had only one end, that is, to be loyal to the master. If one day, the mainland Xuanmen represented by Fangshi was really unstoppable, then these people in front of him must use their bad lives to fight for the final benefit of the master. It would be absolutely impossible to escape without any hesitation.

"So, you guys have really tried their best? There is no way?"

Hong Dingjun nodded: "That's true. Of course, if Mr. Huang has better suggestions, we will definitely consider it carefully."

Everyone agreed again.

Peter Huang glanced at everyone coldly and said slowly: "Everyone, you have to think clearly that you have no way to go. If you are ready to stop watching, I will definitely not be the one who is unlucky in the end. Please think about your own sect and your children and relatives. There is never a reason in this world that you can gain without paying. If you want benefits, you have to pay a price. You are all elders in the martial arts world. I don't need to say more about these words. I will convey your meaning. I will say this. Please do it yourself!"

After Peter Huang finished speaking, he snorted coldly and got up and left.

Hong Dingjun's face turned dark and he looked at Peter Huang's back coldly. Until his back disappeared behind the door, Hong Dingjun turned his head and glanced at everyone: "You can run fast! Everyone, there is an abyss in front and a tiger behind. We are in the Jedi now. You have all the messy little thoughts, so you should think carefully about what to do!"

Everyone looked at each other, their faces sunk, Jedi! Yes, now they have all been forced into Jedi! (To be continued) r655

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