After all, no one is defensive about "little kids."
The reason why Inoue Ichiro wants to win over Madoka to join is not that he likes this person. What he really wants is the Madoka Shrine that Madoka is in charge of.
This shrine has existed since the Jianghuchuan period.
At that time, the heroes were divided and the people were in dire straits, but the Feiyuan family single-handedly protected the people of Hecheng from persecution, and even vigorously developed agriculture and improved people's livelihood, so they had a high prestige.
Although it has been going on for hundreds of years, its influence is still unprecedented.
In other words, whoever is in charge of Hien Shrine is equivalent to controlling public opinion and public opinion.
Public opinion is a knife that kills people without blood. If it can be used well, it can even disintegrate a national alliance!
In the past, he would not have wanted to confront Fei Yuan head-on, but it was different now. With the secret help of Tom and Li Yin, he was no longer afraid of the president.
Even if the war starts immediately, he has a better chance of winning.
…
Fuxingshe Headquarters.
Before dawn, Fei Yuan had already arrived with Ye Jiuzhou.
No need to say anything at all, someone has already come in to report.
"This is what you Chinese people often say, "Isn't it the case?"
Feiyuan looked back at Ye Jiuzhou, "If Inoue Ichiro hadn't bullied others too much, I would never want to set up my own business. I would rather live an ordinary life."
Ye Jiuzhou smiled but said nothing.
He understands people like Fei Yuan very well, who is typically inconsistent in what he means and what he means. He obviously wants to retaliate but always pretends to be careless.
He obviously wants to do something big, but he refuses to admit anything he says.
"Fei Yuanjun, the president invites you."
Soon someone came to the door and said very respectfully: "However, the president only wants to see you."
As he said that, he glanced at Ye Jiuzhou.
Ye Jiuzhou shrugged and went directly to the pond opposite, seemingly admiring the scenery aimlessly. Fei Yuan followed the others into the headquarters.
Ye Jiuzhou walked along the pond for a while, and after making sure that no one was following him, he came to the high wall of the headquarters. He tiptoed and used his hands and feet to climb to the top of the wall like a civet cat.
Not to mention, the headquarters of the Fuxing Society is really tall and tall. Even if Ye Jiuzhou's cultivation level were any lower, he probably wouldn't be able to climb up.
In Fusang, such fortress-like compounds can be found everywhere, and they are all products of the war years.
At that time, the high-walled compound could resist foreign enemies, but now it has become a symbol of wealth.
The space inside is huge, with all kinds of pavilions and pavilions. It feels a bit like a round forest in the south of the Yangtze River. Every corner inside is monitored, and all the commanding heights are guarded. It can be said that it is impregnable.
After Ye Jiuzhou confirmed the direction, he rushed to the southeast corner, because Miss Kai Rui was imprisoned there.
Fei Yuan has never been inside, so he doesn't know much. He only knows that Murakami is solely responsible for guarding the hostages.
Along the way, Ye Jiuzhou met many patrolling guards, but they only felt a strong wind blowing by, and they couldn't even see Ye Jiuzhou clearly.
Soon, the destination was reached.
Ye Jiuzhou looked up and couldn't help but frown secretly.
In front of you is a newly built door.
On both sides of the gate, there are five-story gun towers. Of course, the towers are abandoned, but there is a watchtower on the top of each tower, equipped with a searchlight and a patrolman.
Ye Jiuzhou picked up a stone and threw it towards the door.
"Clang!"
The stone hit the iron door, making a crisp sound. Almost at the same time, the beams of two searchlights came over, illuminating the door like daylight.
"Who?"
Two angry shouts, mixed with the sound of loading a gun.
Ye Jiuzhou quietly used the light of the searchlight to see more clearly. It turned out that behind the iron gate was an underground passage.
In other words, if you want to enter the place where the hostages are held, you must pass through this iron gate.
It is absolutely not possible to break in forcefully.
Even if there is a slight disturbance, under this searchlight, trespassers will have no way to hide.
Ye Jiuzhou is naturally not afraid, but it would be terrible if the other party transfers the hostages.
…
Murakami is the person in charge of the dungeon. He must be very alert even at night.
After hearing the voice on the intercom, he ran out quickly.
Despite his age, he is extremely fast, and when he runs, he doesn't look senile at all.
"What's going on?"
As he asked, his hawk-like eyes scanned around.
"I don't know. I heard the door ring. Maybe it was hit by a wild cat. Sorry, Murakami-kun."
A person in charge of sentry said.
"No need to apologize."
Murakami breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The people in the dungeon are related to the survival of the Fuxing Society. It is always right for everyone to be careful."
On the rare occasion when he came out, he did not go back to the dungeon immediately and began to stretch his muscles in the open space in front of the door.
Looking at the entire Fuxing Society, there are only a few people who can compare with Murakami's qualifications.
As early as more than 30 years ago, he had already begun to conquer the world with the previous president.
It's a pity that after the death of the old president, he was an emperor and a courtier. He was also purged. Not only was he deprived of his family property, he almost lost his life.
If it were anyone else, he might have resigned himself to his fate, since he was almost reaching retirement age anyway.
But Murakami is different.
He was not content with being ordinary, he wanted to do something big, so he tried his best to return to the Fuxing Society.
After keeping a low profile for several years, the president gradually began to take him seriously. This time he was sent to guard the dungeon, which was a test.
Murakami also understood the importance of this test. As long as nothing happened in the dungeon, he would have made a great contribution. Coupled with his performance and prestige in the early years, he could easily squeeze into the center of power.
So he took this matter very seriously and moved his family to the dungeon after receiving the order.
If it is not necessary, he will not take a step.
After taking a few breaths of fresh air, he was about to go back and continue on duty when suddenly a person ran over quickly, still shouting: "Something is going wrong, something is going wrong!"
Murakami was taken aback, stopped quickly, and asked: "What happened? Why are you so anxious?"
"It's Fei Yuan, Fei Yuan is here to see the president!"
The subordinate gasped and said.
"So what? Do you need to tell me such a small thing?"
Murakami snorted and didn't take it seriously at all.
When Fei Yuan came to see the president, he could only say that he was enlightened and knew which side to stand on.
"This is no small matter!"
The man continued: "Hai Yuan came here to complain. It is said that in the afternoon, Murakami-kun sent people to make trouble at his place and injured many people..."
"Bastard, when did I send someone to cause trouble?"