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"Beep, beep."

"There are people outside who want to search the young master's room." Someone ran to the outside and shouted, and then Fengying scolded, Zijian snapped back to his senses, could it be that he couldn't even wait for the time to find out the evidence?

"Why are you panicking?" Seeing Zijian's ruthless expression, Vincent paused word by word.

"Young master, you have just lifted the ban, and you must not go back to the original point! The young master will not give up. If the steelyard in the head's heart tilts against the young master again, if you want to break the game again, the opportunity is too rare." Jian has followed Vincent for more than twenty years.

Like Kazekage, he was a loyal minister who accompanied Vincent from his childhood to the ferocious stage. He had never encountered such an inexplicable sudden situation, so he was naturally on fire.

"No matter how bad Qing Liuyun is, he can only lie on the bed for the rest of his life. This pawn to check and balance the distribution of power has been completely abolished." Vincent was still unhurried, his voice was still indifferent, and he was completely careless .

But listening carefully, the sternness and coldness that had been delivered to the tip of his tongue were not blurred, Zijian slightly relieved the strength of his clenched fist, and his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

He knows who the young master is insinuating.

It's just that if you break with the head now, the possibility of the young master's success is less than 40%, and the risk you need to take is too great. This is an investment that will definitely lose money. If it succeeds, it will only be a pleasing name at best.

"Are you determined to have a showdown with the head?" Zijian asked.

"I don't want to get stuck in this link anymore, either admit me completely or kill me completely, choose one." Vincent replied softly.

The soldiers approached the city, and they were as motionless as a mountain. In comparison, Zijian, who was known as a copy of the young master in the hearts of everyone in the north, was not enough for an instant.

"Admitting me does not conflict with continuing to guard against me." Vincent explained in a good manner.

Hearing this, Zijian breathed out a foul breath. If the head of the whole north is most optimistic about who will take over the baton of power in the north, it must be the young master.

However, the older the leader, the more serious the phenomenon of love for power.

Test the young master again and again, challenge endurance and bottom line, and even have dignity.

"Have you really thought about it? Once you fail, there is no turning back. Why don't you just endure it for a while and discuss it later." Zijian didn't dare to imagine. What will happen.

Life and death depend on fate.

It's not up to anyone.

However, Zijian misunderstood Vincent, and life and death are determined by fate, so why can't Vincent control the direction of fate?

After hesitating for nearly half a minute, Zijian stabilized his mind.

Three hours ago, they and the young master were waiting for the good news, but only three hours later, the young master had to face a new round of life and death choices.

too fast.

There was no time for the young master to react at all.

Right now, the surrounding noise is getting louder.

Until there was a bang, which almost startled Amut who was eating. During the eating of the beast, it was best not to frighten it unnecessarily.

This will greatly stimulate the self-protection consciousness in the beast.

Furthermore, for the eating beasts, nine times out of ten, the mentality of protecting food will increase. When the loud noise comes at this time, there is a nearly 8% probability that the anger of the eating beasts will be ignited.

Even if the owner who made the sound sounded had no malice towards them, in their view, this was a signal to snatch their food.

Simply because Amut had been tamed by Vincent, he was about to charge up and launch an attack. Vincent immediately moved away from the vessel in front of it.

"Huh-hum--" With the muffled sound from Amut's throat, it can be heard that its anger has reached its peak.

The people who broke in did not dare to say much, because they knew very well that Amut in front of him had killed countless fighters.

With one bite, the aorta ruptured, and the bloody mouth was precisely stuck in the neck. As long as Amut had the intention to kill, no fresh life could come out of its mouth alive.

Within 10 minutes, Vincent quickly stabilized Amut's mood, whistled, and then ran away with the utensil in front of him.

"Young master, if you have any questions, you can wait until the head comes back to talk about it." A person who is so impressive will not appear easily.

These years, it was the first time that they openly surrounded Vincent.

"boom!"

"Hmm..." But what they didn't expect was that Vincent, with a calm face, directly crippled the hand of one of them.

The culprit was the knife that Vincent used to cut the flesh for Amut.

The blade was quite long. It took only about three to four seconds from when it was thrown from Vincent's hand until it was inserted into the center of the man's left hand. Because the blade was very long, it passed through the palm of the man with swift and violent force. Speed ​​into the grass.

"Who dares to touch him, I will not keep both hands and feet."

For a moment, all the people who were about to help him stopped one after another, blocking the knives and guns at their waists.

"Father ordered you to tie me up?"

"Young master, we are just acting according to the rules." The people on the other side replied in unison, and upon hearing that, Vincent chuckled lightly.

The slender figure is very harmonious with the endless grassland behind.

"Rules, whose rules?" Vincent asked lightly.

"Of course it's the master..." In the middle of the sentence, few people who spoke had their voices stuck in their throats, and a sentence could not go up or down. It was the rules of the master, but the master did not let them openly surround him The young master.

The head of the sect is just sharp and wants them to control the young master.

But how to control it, so as to meet the wishes of the sect master, without completely angering the young master, is their problem, not the task of the sect master.

"Snapped."

Throwing the tool in his hand on the grass, Vincent took the initiative to hand his hands in front of the other party, with obvious intentions:

To tie fast tie.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned, but dared not move.

"Hurry up." Vincent urged.

"Yes, it's the young master." The impressive people have never been able to figure out where Vincent's temper and bottom line are, just like this time, Amut was obviously frightened, and he was besieged in public, and the situation of the latter was even more severe. But Vincent was furious because of the former.

For the latter...

I don't mind, and I'm even actively cooperating.

Leaning behind, Zijian shook his head at Fengying who was about to rush up, and he suddenly understood what the young master's intention was.

Young master he...

Betting.

Bet, how satisfied the head is with the young master's voluntary surrender.

Bet, the chance of surviving a desperate situation this time will exceed [-]%.

On the opposite side, the handsome people looked at each other, and tied Vincent's wrist with a rope. During the whole process, Vincent's voice was gentle and magnetic, and those who heard it were relieved of their vigilance, and those who spoke were sure of victory.

Like stagnant water.

Not moving like a mountain.

After hearing this, Feng Ying, who was a bit anxious, gradually calmed down.

This time, the young master did not expect that the head of the sect would take advantage of the incident in Bermuda a few days ago to directly put him under house arrest. At first, like the young master, they all thought that the young master's risk of contact with Lan Nuo angered the head.

As a result, it now appears that this is not the only reason.

It turned out that it was because the cooperation with the Chu family was started, and it was because he was afraid that the young master would take the opportunity to seize power.

Even though the original intention of the young master to send people to Yunxi City was to find out the tricks behind the young master, these things are not important in the eyes of the master.

Because the young master has stepped on the most important minefield.

Other irrelevant pitfalls, if you step on it, you will step on it, and the influence of left and right can no longer be bad.

"If not, I will take the blame for the young master."

"Young Master, what is your fault?" Zijian sneered, he was different from Fengying, Fengying's father had followed Qing for many years.

Although Kazekage has never had contact with Qing after becoming Vincent's person, but after all, it is because of this relationship that Kazekage still refuses to believe that Qing is defending Vincent.

Furthermore, with Fengying's straight-forward brain circuit, maybe there is a chance to understand Qing's complicated attitude towards Vincent afterwards, but it is absolutely impossible now.

The sound fell to the ground, Fengying remained silent, and Zijian didn't speak again.

Now there is no need to start with the evidence, the young master took the initiative to give in, which is already a great step for the head, the head is actually clearer than anyone else, the young master is just waiting to let nature take its course.

Otherwise, what is the need for this young master?

But it was because the young master had been instigating in the head's ear, and the suspicion of the head had been increasing rapidly in the past few years, that the head began to restrain the young master every step of the way.

I can't wait to implant a chip in the young master, so that the young master can completely convince him.

If it continues, the young master will become a prisoner.

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Amazon, dark headquarters.

The person in charge kindly prepared a lord-level supreme suite for Qing impressively. It is a typical Nordic style, and Qing impressively likes it.

There is no need to monitor Qing Heran, everyone in Dark knows that Qing Heran just wishes he could slap Vincent himself.

"Is the person under control?" Qing said fiercely.

"It has been guarded, but this is what the young master requested."

"What did you say?" Qing subconsciously asked back.