Chapter 544 My rules are the rules
Early morning two days later.
Feng Liu received a notice from the Dragon Kingdom Supreme.
Let him come to the imperial city today to discuss matters.
He knew at a glance that it was about the position of the leader of the army, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.
After having a leisurely breakfast with Gu Nanyuan, he Shi Shiran asked Lin Shitou to drive him there.
Although he was dressed casually, the imperial city guards recognized him, but they just greeted him with a strange expression and allowed him to enter the imperial city without interrogating him.
The imperial city occupies a large area, with majestic buildings and splendid splendor, demonstrating endless domineering power.
The center of centralized power is naturally heavily guarded and filled with experts, making it impossible for ordinary people to get close to it.
In just a two-hundred-meter palace passage, there are dozens of masters close to the master hiding in it and guarding it tightly.
Feng Liu went straight to the largest palace in the center of the imperial city.
Before entering, I heard arguments coming from inside.
"What age are you in this age, are you so stubborn? So what if Feng Liu is young?"
"You know, he is the youngest land immortal in history. His martial arts talent is unprecedented. A few days ago, he was ranked in the top five of the Forbes list and became the richest man in the Dragon Kingdom. This can also prove that he is extremely good at business management!"
"Do you think it's reasonable for such a young hero to be arranged by you just because he's young?"
This voice was full of energy, full of strong anger and dissatisfaction, and shook the entire hall.
Feng Liu knew as soon as he heard it that this was his old friend.
President of the Martial Arts Federation, Ye Fan.
"Mr. Ye is right. Although he is young and energetic, what does Fengliu do that is not strategizing?"
"He handles affairs in an orderly and targeted manner. In the past year, Longguo's economy has been booming, and Fengliu Group should be the first to contribute!"
"He is not qualified to be a soldier leader, who is?"
This voice was clear and sweet, but filled with a deep chill.
It was He Yun, the president of the Chinese Medical Association who had just driven with Feng Liu a few days ago.
Feng Liu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and stepped into the hall.
Look up.
The Supreme Lord of the Dragon Kingdom sat in the main seat, with majesty and determination in his brows.
His eyes are deep, revealing endless wisdom and strategy.
He was completely different from the naive and affable fat old man I saw in the manor before.
Beside him, Long Haotian stood tall, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a serious face and piercing eyes.
On the huge conference table, more than a dozen Long Kingdom elders and the dean of one of the four scientific research institutes sat on the left side, while Ye Fan and He Yun sat alone on the right side.
The two sides were at war with each other and the atmosphere was tense.
Seeing Feng Liu come in, everyone turned their heads and turned their attention to him.
Feng Liu was tall and tall, with a handsome face. He always had a faint smile on his lips. He glanced around without fear, then walked to He Yun and sat down elegantly.
"Look, for such an important meeting, he is dressed so casually and has no rules at all. Isn't it nonsense to let him be the leader of the army?"
The dean of the Scientific Research Institute banged the table, the sound was like a bell, and every word was loud and clear.
And as he took the lead, all the elders of the Dragon Kingdom scolded Feng Liu with their beards blowing and their eyes glaring, as if they hated iron.
"That's right! That's too reckless!"
"Hmph! Such an unruly person, still trying to get involved in the position of military leader?"
"It's a big joke!"
A group of old guys were filled with indignation and wished they could drown Feng Liu with spittle.
"you……"
Ye Fan and He Yun seemed to smile bitterly, but they couldn't find a reason to refute.
Because Fengliu is indeed a bit too casual.
Only the Supreme Lord of the Dragon Kingdom sat still, staring at Feng Liu with a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle.
Seeing that Feng Liu was unmoved, the dean of the Research Institute said, "Feng Liu, how do you explain it?"
Feng Liu shrugged his shoulders and asked calmly: "Do you think the more formally you dress, the stronger your ability will be?"
The expression of the dean of the Research Institute changed, as if he wanted to get angry, but in the end he swallowed it hard and said coldly: "You are so unruly!"
Feng Liu chuckled and said, "Since you like rules so much, how about I tell you one now?"
"What do you mean?"
Before the director of the Scientific Research Institute finished speaking, he felt a sharp cold light coming from Feng Liu's body.
In an instant, his whole body felt cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar for thousands of years.
It was so cold that it felt like my soul was about to burst out of my body.
At this moment, he even lost the courage to speak.
"I mean very simply."
Feng Liu smiled and said: "Rules are always made by the strong. I am better than you, so..."
"My rules are the rules!"












