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Chapter 180 Plan pass(2/2)

So when I saw that Yin Jianghong didn't seem to come directly to ask for trouble, I felt a little relieved, but I still quickened my pace and came to Yin Jianghong, cupped my hands and said: "I am Hong Weitao, the head of the Hong family. I don't know why Master Yin is here.

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Yin Jianghong looked at Hong Weitao and said, "I won't be polite to you anymore. I just have a question: Are my followers being imprisoned in your place?"

'Damn Liu Mingyuan! He told me clearly that even if there was to be an investigation, his family would be investigated first, and he could just act according to the circumstances. Why did they suddenly come to kill him!'

Hong Weitao would promise Liu Mingyuan to let him imprison those Spiritual Dragon Sect members. In fact, all this was due to his greed.

It is true that the Hong family is attached to the Sifang Sect, but as he has been the head of the Hong family for a long time and is far away from the sect leader, it is inevitable that some little ninety-nine will arise in his heart, and the one who completely explodes the little ninety-nine in his heart is Liu Mingyuan.

He kept pleading that he, Hong Weitao, was just working for the Sifang Sect. If the Sifang Sect became unhappy one day, they might replace him. Therefore, people must leave more escape routes for themselves and make more plans.

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Hong Weitao originally had this intention, and because of Liu Mingyuan's temptation, he became angry and began to play tricks on the money, food and training resources that had to be handed over to the Sifang Sect every month, and used some of them to sell them at high prices through Liu Mingyuan's channels.

, and then they open again at 73.

While doing these things, Hong Weitao kept comforting himself in his heart.

'I, Hong Weitao, have been working for the Sifang Sect for so many years, and I deserve all this!'

So this matter has been going on for more than ten years, until Liu Mingyuan came to him a few days ago to discuss helping him detain the hostages of the Linglong Cult.

Hearing such a dangerous thing, Hong Weitao naturally refused in his heart, but he knew that although Liu Mingyuan was discussing it with him on the surface, in fact he had no capital to refuse at all. What he had done in these years would only be exposed to the Sifang Sect by Liu Mingyuan.

, his Hong family may be in disaster.

Seeing the huge change in Hong Weitao's face, Yin Jianghong showed an expression that was exactly what I expected, and then said: "It seems that my followers are indeed here with you."

"Master Yin, there is a misunderstanding. Please listen to my explanation. I am too..."

"Okay, no need to say more. I know exactly what is going on. Now you can just take me to see them."

"Okay, Leader Yin, please come this way."

Without any hesitation, Hong Weitao, who knew that he was in the wrong, could not forcefully anally penetrate a Xuanzong-level man, so he took Yin Jianghong directly to the dungeon.

"Leader!?"

"The leader is here!"

"Leader!!!"

The members of the Spiritual Dragon Sect who were locked in the cell shouted excitedly. Although their voices were blocked by the formation, it did not prevent them from roaring like vents.

At this moment, Kong Qianqian was shouting "Master, please save me!" while shouting in her heart: "Long live sir!"

At the same time, he repeated the conversation Jiang Beiran had with her before leaving several times in his mind.

"Never tell anyone you've seen me, can you do that?"

"Yeah! Even if you kill me, I won't tell you!"

"Okay, I believe you."

Thinking of this, Kong Qianqian clenched his fist.

"Sir, you trust me so much! I must keep this secret! I won't tell it even to death!"

After scanning around the cells, Yin Jianghong discovered that not only were the cells here single rooms, but there was no foul smell in the air.

Hong Weitao on the side saw that Yin Jianghong did not get angry on the spot, so he quickly stepped forward and said: "Master Yin, I agree to this because I have no choice. For the believers of your sect, I will serve you delicious food and drink. Whatever I eat, they will not do it."

No matter what I eat, I will never wrong them in the slightest."

Yin Jianghong glanced at Hong Weitao first, then raised her hand and shook it violently. The doors of all the cells instantly shattered as if they had received a huge impact.

This powerful strength made Hong Weitao couldn't help but lower his head even lower.

As soon as the cell was broken, all the believers rushed out and knelt on the ground, cupping their hands and saying to the leader: "Thank you, leader, for saving your life!"

They didn't expect that the leader would come to save them personally, which made them really flattered.

Kong Qianqian's attention was entirely on the girl in black robe behind Yin Jianghong.

'Senior sister! It's senior sister! Sir is really amazing! He really rescued senior sister! Long live sir!'

Looking at the believers kneeling on the ground, Yin Jianghong asked: "Are you suffering here?"

Kong Qianqian, who remembered what her husband had told her, immediately replied: "Reporting to the leader, although these people are abominable for locking us up! But they didn't make it too difficult for us, and the steamed buns...are quite delicious."

"Pfft..." Mu Yao, who was standing behind Yin Jianghong, couldn't help laughing, but she couldn't scold Kong Qianqian in front of her eldest father, so she had to suppress her laughter and planned to reprimand her again when she went back.

After listening to Kong Qianqian's words, the anger in other congregants' hearts was somewhat diluted. Although they felt uncomfortable being locked up here, the attitude of giving them meals every day was indeed quite good.

Hong Weitao breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, because he had thought that such a day would come, so he must have a better attitude when delivering meals to his two sons. Even if they yelled at each other, he must endure it.
Chapter completed!
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