Chapter 912: This is the evidence

Chapter 912 This is the Evidence

The strong men looked at Zhong Zizhong with strange eyes, and they really couldn't figure out why Zhong Zizhong, as the master of a religion, should take refuge in the Tyrant League.

Is it bad to be the boss?

Have to rely on others as subordinates!

At the same time, they were also wary of this Tyrant League, so that the Great Elder and Zhong Zizhong of the Yunxiao Palace could take refuge. Such an organization is definitely not a small one.

"Everyone..." Zhong Zizhong still wanted to struggle to death.

"Don't say it!" One of the few strong men who didn't express their opinions suddenly shouted: "Zhong Zizhong! Why do you join the Decepticon Alliance? I don’t have the time to investigate. I can prove that he has nothing to do with the Decepticon Alliance. There are disciples under my sect who take refuge in the Tyrant League, and they must kill without mercy!"

With that, the strong man unbuttoned his clothes and showed everyone that there was no pattern on his chest.

Several other strong men followed suit and unbuttoned their clothes one after another, none of them had such patterns.

Yuanhe's heart finally calmed down, not only for himself, but all these bits were taken away and verified that there was no problem.

Zhong Zizhong's old face was pale, and he immediately raised his head and said angrily: "What can this prove! You are framing me! Only when the old man has such a pattern on his chest does it mean that the old man is innocent. This is how my little grandson scribbled! "

In one sentence, everyone said nothing, this old thing refused to admit it when he died.

The palace owner wanted to slap the dead bell for self-respect, but as Zhong Zizhong said, only such a pattern on his chest can explain what he said, so people insisted that it was the graffiti of the little grandson.

If Zhong Zizhong was killed forcibly, he would not be able to explain to the Dongzhou monks, and he would not be able to convince the public.

Zhong Zizhong became proud, didn't you, Yunxiao Palace, killed all the people of the Tyrant League? Okay now, no evidence can be found. See what you can do.

"You can kill me, but can you stop the Dongzhou monk Yoyo! Justice has its own comment in the world!" Zhong Zizhong became more and more proud.

Qiu Tianxing shouted angrily: "You bastard, you dare to quibble when you die, the old man shot you to death!"

He doesn't care about it.

Just about to start, I was stopped by Yang Teng, "Senior Qiu wait a minute, we have caught Zhong's self-respect trap by doing this, and pushed us to the opposite of Dongzhou, which is not good for the subsequent actions."

Qiu Tianxing frowned, "Then what do you say, you can't let this **** thing go."

Yang Teng smiled: "Senior, don't worry, see how I can clean him!"

"Well, I will leave him to you. I must kill him. The old man can't bear his arrogant appearance."

Yang Teng was secretly funny, if he was arrogant, could Zhong Zizhong be comparable to Qiu Tianxing.

Yang Teng came to Zhong Zizhong slowly, and Zhong Zizhong couldn't help but feel a little flustered. For some reason, this young man put a lot of pressure on him, as if he could see through all his secrets.

Yang Teng smiled slightly: "Senior Zhong, you said this pattern was painted by your little grandson's graffiti, right."

Zhong Zizhong sneered: "Nonsense, it wasn't my grandson who painted it. Could it be that you painted it!"

Yang Teng's eyes suddenly became extremely gloomy, "I don't have a stubborn grandpa like you. Although my grandpa is not high in cultivation level, sometimes he is biased in doing things, but he is absolutely proud!"

"Since your grandson drew it, that means that this kind of pattern is only on your chest, right, it's impossible for your grandson to draw such a pattern on others' chests!" Yang Teng asked again.

Zhong Zizhong couldn't help being flustered. Didn't Yunxiao Palace still have the Tyrant League members killed?

Under a few gazes, Zhong Zizhong had to gritted his teeth and admitted, "Yes! My grandson didn't draw such a pattern on the chest of others."

Yang Teng laughed loudly: "Then it will be easy, just a little verification, you will know which of your grandsons painted this pattern for you."

Everyone wondered what Yang Teng wanted to do.

"Predecessors, the power of the Decepticons is beyond imagination. These people here can prove their innocence, but there must be the remnants of the Decepticons that have not been detected.

Since the senior Zhong insisted that the pattern was painted by his grandson, he also said that it is impossible for his grandson to paint for others.

So as long as you find out the person with the same pattern, you can prove that Senior Zhong lied. "

After listening to Yang Teng's words, everyone nodded. This pattern was not painted, but a tattoo. Even if Yang Teng wanted to defraud Zhong's self-respect, there was no time.

If he finds a person with such a pattern now, Zhong Zizhong will only deny no matter how sophisticated.

But how to find another person with the same pattern.

Finding such a person within today can prove that Zhong Zizhong is a member of the Tyrant League. If such a person cannot be found today, the credibility will not be high, and there will be time for fraud.

Therefore, if he can find such a person immediately, Zhong Zizhong will undoubtedly die.

"Yang Teng, don't waste your tongue, just say how to find a person with the same pattern immediately." Qiu Tianxing said impatiently.

This also represents the voice of everyone.

"It's very simple. Call the people brought by Senior Zhong. I can guarantee that some of them will have such a pattern. You can't let Senior Zhong's grandson draw such a pattern on everyone in idle.

At that time, Senior Zhong can't say that this is the symbol of your school, remember, this is the symbol of the Tyrant League! "

Yang Teng reminded everyone with one sentence.

Yes indeed! Why didn't you expect this.

Zhong Zizhong is a member of the Tyrant League, and those who follow him to the Cloud Palace must be his favorite disciples. There is no reason for such a disciple not to be included in the Tyrant League.

After listening to Yang Teng's words, Zhong Zizhong suddenly dropped his head, and there was no need to do any dying struggle.

The palace lord immediately ordered people to call all the disciples that Zhong Zizhong had brought.

The palace lord and Xuanyuan Yijian invited you to come to Yunxiao Palace on the pretext of discussing the Tao and exchanging each other's cultivation experience.

For such a major event, every strong man brought a lot of followers, each of whom was their favorite and the most favored disciple in the school, and wanted to use this opportunity to let the disciples gain some insights and increase their connections.

Zhong Zizhong brought more than one hundred disciples.

These disciples are resting in the guest hall arranged by Yunxiao Palace. They just arrived at Yunxiao Palace today, and they are not familiar with Yunxiao Palace, so they dare not run around.

They were talking about some things they had seen in Yunxiao Palace. Someone asked them to go to Danfeng, saying that the Daoist Conference was about to begin. First, arrange them for them. They should be in the front row.

These disciples immediately became excited.

Seeing from the family head teacher in front of the Palace Master Yunxiao, the position is very high, so many powerful people, bringing so many disciples, they are the first to be called out, and they have to be arranged in the front row.

There is light on the face!

One by one immediately held up their heads, their noses up to the sky, and headed to Danfeng under the leadership of the disciples of Yunxiao Palace.

Of course, no one would think too much about how Yunxiao Palace could do anything against them. A fool would not be so blatant.

All the way to Danfeng happily.

Seeing the situation in front of me, it seems that something is wrong. My head teacher sits on the ground blankly, and there are a few strong men standing beside him. It doesn't seem to be very friendly, but it's more like trapping his head teacher. How could the master's clothes be so tattered?

With countless questions, these disciples wanted to ask about the specific situation.

A team of monks came over immediately and surrounded them.

"What are you doing! What are you going to do! We are guests of Yunxiao Palace, you can't treat us like this!" a disciple protested loudly.

"Pop!" In exchange for a slap in the face.

Those who are in charge of maintaining order are all the sect masters of the various branches of Yunxiao Palace. Just as they came to watch the excitement, the palace master arranged such an errand.

Even though they are all the pride of their own sect, in front of these sect masters, it is still not enough.

"Stand up for me! Unbutton the buttons and wait for inspection!" A suzerain shouted loudly: "Move faster, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!"

Some disciples don’t know why, what does the knot button?

I'm a man!

There are also some people who have something wrong with their faces, and they feel a little bad in their hearts when they see such a pattern on their chest.

If you want to hesitate and delay, those branch sect masters don't have such a good patience to wait for them, yelling at them to move faster, otherwise they will do it!

More than a hundred disciples unbuttoned their clothes, revealing their chests.

The result was shocking. At least sixty or seventy people had the same pattern on their chests as Zhong's own weight!

"You! You! You! And you, stand up for me, you guys go over there!" The three elders personally selected with a gloomy face.

Zhong Zizhong's face was pale.

Yang Teng sneered: "Senior Zhong, your grandson is so boring, you have painted so many people, are they all your grandfather's grandfather!"

"Puff!" Yuanhe smiled without image.

Of course, he no longer has the image of a strong saint.

"My fellow fellows, there must be no need to say anything about this result, Zhong Zizhong is a member of the Tyrant League!" the palace owner said loudly.

"Yes, no matter how sophisticated Zhong Zizhong is, he can't cover up the facts! For such a brutal organization, it must be completely wiped out!" No one thought that Yuanhe was the first to respond to the palace lord.

Yang Teng smiled thoughtfully, took the jade bottle containing the pseudo-god-level spirit gathering pill from Zhong Zizhong's hand, and came to Yuanhe.

"Senior Yuan, I hope you don’t take the misunderstandings that happened just now. Zhong Zizhong is not worthy of possessing my pseudo-god-level Spirit Gathering Pill, so let’s give this medicine to Senior." Yang Teng handed the jade bottle to him. .

Yuanhe was overjoyed at once, "Master Yang is too polite, how can the old man feel uncomfortable. It is the old man who has dim eyes and did not see the painstaking efforts of Master Yang. Today he can kill this officer and Master Yang has made great contributions."

Everyone gave their thumbs up secretly, regardless of the fact that Yuanhe had just advanced to the sage level, this cheeky technique is deeper than anyone else's!