A fat man with a weight of more than 200 pounds opened his mouth rounder than an egg, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I'll kill someone, run away quickly."

Before he finished speaking, the guy threw his briefcase and rushed out with his life. He knocked down two weak girls in a panic, which invisibly increased everyone's panic.

Screams came one after another, and the airport hall was suddenly in chaos. The security guards rushed out with electric batons to maintain order on the scene.

Li Tairong was stunned for a while before he came to his senses, bent down to pick up Shen Qingcheng's relics - the red gift bag of blessing characters, and waved his hand and squeezed out only one character for withdrawal.

The crowd in the hall was turbulent, as if thousands of horses were silenced. Dozens of subordinates couldn't hear what he was saying, but seeing him as if he was scattered, he stepped outside the hall and followed him consciously.

The scouts looked at each other, and after hesitating for a moment, they also followed Li Tairong's group to leave the airport lobby.

Four hundred years ago, Shakespeare wrote four classic tragedies with brilliant writing, but Jiang Luo was sure that the four major tragedies combined were not as miserable as the Shen family today.

Chen Xuyang was just sent to the morgue morgue, and Shen Qingcheng was attacked in the airport lobby. He was covered with ashes in front of everyone, and even the corpse was not left behind. Then, when Shen Yulin was going to the toilet, she slipped accidentally, causing sudden death from myocardial infarction.

Within one day, three people died in the Shen family. In addition, Chen Ruchun, who was killed a year ago, Shen Lao Baihai sent away four black-haired men, but he couldn't hold on at all. He was excited and shocked and was currently in the ICU ward for treatment.

At midnight, the office was still brightly lit, and the elites from the Ministry of Public Security gathered to express their opinions on the Shen family tragedy.

Jiang Luo rubbed his temples and remained silent. There was no need to tell these elites in the criminal investigation world, and even if they explained it repeatedly, they might not understand it.

The minister turned around several times with his hands behind his back, and looked at the situation and planned to stay overnight. If he didn't rest, the elites behind him would be even more unlikely to rest. They all worked hard like chicken blood, all of whom wanted to solve the strange case and seek credit.

Li Tairong sat on the sofa in the living room with a serious expression and hesitant eyes. He patted his face and said, "That kid is so arrogant. He actually took action in front of me and didn't take me seriously at all.

I must tear him to pieces and get back the lost face."

In fact, no one dares to laugh at him, it's him

I was stimulated and kept talking about this.

Yao Shufen blinked and asked naively: "You obviously don't know what the other person looks like and how old you are, why do you call him a boy?"

Li Tairong raised her head, glared at her a few times, and said angrily: "Stupid girl, can you close the crow's mouth?"

Yao Shufen's eyebrows sternly, and she threw the cup. She was about to get angry but was interrupted by Qiao Bin.

"It's all burning, you still have the intention to fight in the internal strife?"

"snort!"

Li Tairong and Yao Shufen snorted coldly at the same time, turning their heads to express their disdain for each other.

Qiao Bin sighed and ignored them anymore.

The next day, there was no progress in the case, but instead, news that Mr. Shen’s daughter was too sad and could not afford to get sick.

If the eldest daughter has another good fortune, the Shen family will be destroyed. Fortunately, she will be treated in time and will not be at risk of getting sick.

Until the afternoon, Jiang Luo took a special car to the office of the main office.

After arriving, Jiang Luo knocked on the door a few times and went in after getting permission.

The general was sitting calmly on the mahogany chair, turning the pen in the pen holder with one hand, and a unique smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

It seems that the dramatic tragedy of the Shen family did not have any adverse effects on him.

Three men stood side by side, standing in front of the general. One of them wore a purple gold crown, a black Taoist robe, a whisk in his hand, and a peach wood sword tied around his waist. His outfit was incompatible with the modern office building.

The other two are about the same age. Judging from the folds on their faces, they are in their forties. They are in a suit and ties, with a grand appearance, and are wearing a Rolex gold watch on their hands.

The other is wearing a simple dress, wearing a gray Tai Chi suit and black cloth shoes. At first glance, he looks like an old man working as a farmer.

The expressions of the three of them were not relaxed, especially after seeing Jiang Luo, their eyes were filled with anger. Due to the presence of the general, they could only suppress their anger.

Jiang Luo looked at them and smiled quietly, "On the board, I'm here, who are these three friends?"

The general manager turned the pen again and said, "You three will introduce yourself and get to know Jiang Luo."

The old man wearing a purple gold crown was the first to speak, "I, Zhang Zixuan, I ask the current leader, Zhang Xiaohai is my apprentice,

He told me that the last time I escaped in Xinghua Village, I rely on your help.”

Jiang Luo was a little dissatisfied. Why did this old Taoist even look bad when he knew that he had saved his apprentice?

"Master Zhang, hello," Jiang Luo reached out and shook him, then looked at the man in a suit.

The man in the suit said in a deep voice: "My name is Xiao Zhenglong. I am currently the head of Tianji Pavilion. I have long admired Daming. Please take care of me in the future."

Jiang Luo frowned, Xiao was quite polite, but his voice was too cold, which made people feel uncomfortable.

The last person introduced: "I am the head of the Divine Armament. Zhou Tianhong, who was a defeated general under your senior brother many years ago. Of course, his noble man forgot about his affairs and may not remember me."

Jiang Luo narrowed his eyes into a slit and smiled, "It seems that you have more or less connections with our Penglai Sect. Even if you don't have any connections, you must have heard of each other, so I won't say clichés."

"Xiao Jiang, you will be their boss from now on, the leader of Luoshen Pavilion."

As soon as the general spoke, the three of them looked more and more silence. Jiang Luo was confused and asked in a daze: "What do you mean?"

"Don't you understand? I have decided to incorporate all the forces of the Chinese Xuanmen and unify them to the Luoshen Pavilion, and you will be the leader of the Pavilion."

Jiang Luo touched his head, "Luo Shen Pavilion, what is the origin of this name?"

The general said gently and kindly, "Silly child, this name is for you. Luo of the Goddess of Luo is Jiang Luo of Luo."

Jiang Luo was a little flattered and nodded, "Thank you for your kindness. In the future, I will do my best to defend China and serve the people.

However, the Xuanmen Sect is complicated, including many hidden sects. It can affect the whole body with one move. If you want to incorporate them, it may cause chaos."

The general shook his head, "It's not that serious. In my eyes, there are only these three sects of Xuanmen and your Penglai Sect."

Jiang Luo breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that the general manager would be recruiting all the Chinese monks, but he turned out to be just picking a few soft persimmons to squeeze.

"Okay, I have the confidence to lead you to a new peak," Jiang Luo said with confidence.

Zi Xuan and the other two were gloomy, but they didn't dare to say it clearly, so they could only use their eyes to slap Jiang Luo a few times.
Chapter completed!