As soon as the person left, Batu immediately asked in a low voice, "Auntie, how are you?"
Zhong Qingyan gritted her teeth and snorted, "It doesn't matter, he will regret it soon!"
Batu nodded, "I think so too!"
Zhong Qingyan finally came to her senses, "Are you asking that old ghost?"
Batu was extremely puzzled, "Otherwise, what did you think I was asking?"
"Ahem!" Zhong Qingyan naturally wouldn't tell him that she was talking about the little bodyguard, "I think the internal intelligence is accurate. The old ghost is indeed seriously ill!"
Batu obviously thinks so, but he still wants to hear Zhong Qingyan's opinion, "How can you see it?"
"First of all!" Zhong Qingyan raised a green finger, "He was obviously out of breath when he spoke, and to make his face look better, he even put on a little makeup!"
"Then what?"
Zhong Qingyan raised her second finger, "Then his attitude towards us is also wrong. In the past, he never looked at us, let alone talked to us in such a tone of almost discussion!"
"Any more?"
"Yes!" Zhong Qingyan looked towards the direction where the ancestor disappeared, "Did you notice that he was not using the crutch that was always with him."
"What does this mean?"
"It means he is creating an illusion for us that he has a strong body and can walk quickly without crutches!" Zhong Qingyan sneered, "But the more he behaves like this, the more he will act."
There was a fierce look in Batu's eyes, "Since we are sure that he is really sick, then we go ahead with the original plan?"
Zhong Qingyan asked instead, "How is Akli's injury?"
Batu shook his head, "His lumbar vertebrae have been broken and he can no longer stand up."
Zhong Qingyan frowned, "Then the Taiyin Eight Yang Formation can't be used?"
"No, you can do it!" Batu smiled proudly, "I was on guard against any of the eight of them having an accident, so I trained substitutes."
Zhong Qingyan hurriedly asked, "Is the replacement here?"
"Here we are, now outside the clubhouse, with our backup."
Zhong Qingyan asked again, "Have all the backup arrived?"
"Yes, I just received the message that they have arrived near the club in batches. All our masters from the two provinces of the internal conflict have gathered, a total of one hundred and eighty people. Now as long as I give the order, they will rush in.
Eat the whole pot here!"
Zhong Qingyan thought for a while and whispered, "Since everything is ready and the old ghost is really terminally ill, there is no need for us to be polite and just take over the throne."
"good!"
"You first let the substitute Akeli come in, and then let the backup surround the club. When the handover ceremony is going on, we will attack. The eight kings are responsible for dealing with the twenty-four Xiao and the thirteen Taibao, and you are responsible for dealing with the old ghost. That little watch is smashed
As for others, I will arrange backup to solve them."
"Okay, just do as my aunt says!"
…
When Lin Xiaoming followed Zhong Wuyan and Laozu to the auditorium, the place was already decorated with a grand ceremony, as if it was the inauguration of a big shot.
There is a rostrum above, an audience seat below, and a dedicated camera team next to it.
When Lin Xiaoming was checking whether there were any loopholes in the venue, Chen Zhilin's voice came from the intercom in his ear, "Young Master Lin!"
Lin Xiaoming stopped, "I still prefer you to call me brother!"
"But I think you have such a great reputation, the title of Young Master Lin is more suitable for you!"
Lin Xiaoming glanced at Zhong Wuyan and Laozu beside him, and then urged Chen Zhilin, "If you have anything to say, just tell me!"
"Something's wrong!"
"What's wrong?"
"The injured Akli was sent out of the club just now."
"Then what?"
"There are not many of the Eight Great Vajras!"
Lin Xiaoming didn't understand, "What are you talking about? Please make it clear."
"Just now a car came to the door of the gate and picked up Akli, but another person got out of the car. This person's height, build, and even walking pace are similar to those of the other seven Vajras."
Lin Xiaoming woke up when he heard this, "You mean, this person may be the substitute of the Eight Great Vajras?"
"I do suspect so."
"If he is really a substitute, where did this person come from? Why didn't he come with Batu and the others, but how could the replacement be so timely?"
"This..." Chen Zhilin suddenly woke up, "Could it be that Batu and his party only seem to have ten people, but in fact there are far more?"
Lin Xiaoming shouted in a low voice: "Check it for me quickly!"
Chen Zhilin didn't react, "What are you checking?"
"Of course we need to check the accommodation situation in hotels, guesthouses, B&Bs and the like near the club." Lin Xiaoming explained, "If these people are not the only ones coming to Batu, the other people will have to find a place to settle down!"
Not long after, there was feedback from Chen Zhilin.
"Young Master Lin, I just checked and found that there are only four hotels within three kilometers of the club. Feilong invaded their hotel's system and found that they are all fully booked!"
"Fully booked?" Lin Xiaoming asked doubtfully, "Under such an environment, there are still fully booked hotels?"
"I also felt something was wrong, so I asked Feilong to carefully check the registration information of these guests when they checked in, and found that these people all booked rooms online yesterday morning, and then checked in after midnight last night. What's especially important is that they
Most of the registered identity information is household registration in the two provinces of Inner Xinjiang!"
Lin Xiaoming hurriedly asked, "How many people are there in total?"
Fei Long's voice came from the intercom, "Doctor Lin... no, Mr. Lin, we conservatively estimate that there are more than 170 people. The actual number may be even more."
Then Chen Zhilin added, "I suspect these are all people from Batu."
Lin Xiaoming sighed, "No doubt, they are!"
It was at this time that Zhaomei, who was in charge of perimeter security, told him again, "Brother, the drone detected more than 20 suspicious commercial vehicles outside the club, and they dispersedly surrounded the entire club."
Lin Xiaoming's face changed greatly when he heard this.
The ancestor noticed that something was wrong with his expression and asked, "What happened?"
Lin Xiaoming explained what he learned about the situation.
When the ancestor learned that dumplings had been made here, his already ugly face turned even paler, "The second son, this bastard, is really ambitious. He probably sent all the troops from the two provinces in Inner Xinjiang."
Zhong Wuyan sighed bitterly, "It seems that Batu is determined to win the position of sect leader!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Xiaoming shook his head and interrupted the grandfather and grandson who were sighing. "Just tell me, if the people outside are really coming in, can you stop them?"
The ancestor was usually very pretentious, but at this juncture, he didn’t dare to pretend anymore. He shook his head honestly, “I can’t stop it!”
Lin Xiaoming looked contemptuous, "How dare you be called the chief helmsman of the Blood Sect if you are so weak!"
The ancestor couldn't help it anymore, "It's not all you!"
Lin Xiaoming asked, "What does it have to do with me?"
The ancestor pointed at him, "Don't you think about it, how many people from my Blood Sect have you killed in total? The two brothers Ashuoman, Sun Xing and the others..."
Before he finished his words of complaint, he stopped again because Lin Xiaoming was already glaring at him, and he also remembered that not only was his life in the opponent's hands, but also whether his granddaughter could successfully ascend to the position also depended on others.
It is no exaggeration to say that the rise and fall of the entire Blood Sect is now in Lin Xiaoming's hands. How can he dare to continue to raise troops to investigate the crime?
"Well, Lin Xiaoming, I can let things go in the past, but no matter what happens today, you have to help us. Just...for the sake of Wuyan being your woman!"
Lin Xiaoming asked, "Lao Keng, are you begging me?"
The ancestor weighed the pros and cons, and finally gritted his teeth and lowered his head, "Yes, I beg you!"
Lin Xiaoming snorted coldly, "Do you think I will help you if you beg me?"
The ancestor was extremely angry, "You——"
"You guessed it right, if you beg me, I will definitely help you. I am a good person!"
Ancestor: "..."
Lin Xiaoming looked around and found that almost all the people in charge of the Blood Sect were seated below. Even Batu and Zhong Qingyan were sitting in the first row.
"Lao Keng, everyone has almost arrived, please announce the start of the takeover ceremony!"
When the ancestor heard what he said, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "Will this situation continue now?"
Lin Xiaoming nodded, "Of course!"
The ancestor hesitated, "But..."
Lin Xiaoming interrupted him, "Didn't you ask me to help you?"
"yes!"
"Then just listen to me!"
Since the ancestor took the position of the leader of the Blood Sect, he has never listened to anyone's orders, but at this moment, he nodded to Lin Xiaoming out of nowhere, and then walked to the podium.
Lin Xiaoming did not stand there, but walked to the first row, and then said to Zhong Qingyan, "Sister-in-law, can you give way? I want to sit among you!"
Zhong Qingyan didn't want to let it go at all, but she really wanted to know what happened after she was drunk last night, so she moved to the side.
Lin Xiaoming calmly sat down and saw Batu next to him with a gloomy face and staring at him with murderous intent. He actually smiled at him...