Bai Shuchao's voice was like a revelation, and it immediately came to an end. It was just a pain. Xia Xianze, who was originally watching the fun, heard the bald donkey talking nonsense, and knew that things were not good. His face changed and he lowered his head and left.

However, it was too late. People who were stimulated by the little loli finally realized the main contradiction at this moment. The people quickly abandoned the culprit and the siege was staged again. Ceo finally couldn't hold it anymore this time, and he had no choice but to express his opinion: The whole group was held that night to discuss everyone's personal issues...

In some ways, the far-reaching impact of this undocumented closed-door meeting that night was no less than that of those meetings that were famous in history in the future. The time travelers attending the meeting have long interpreted the scene at that time into different n versions in the years to come, and have been circulated among the many time travelers in the future, and have been circulated for a long time.

These losers in the old time and space who have been accustomed to being hosted, summarized and represented for the first time discovered that the simple concept of a minority obeying the majority is really close to themselves, and it is really that simple.

Of course, we cannot be infinitely elevated. This meeting is just a prototype at best. The most positive significance of it is: a small window is opened in the inherent way of thinking of some people.

According to the early experience of parliamentary struggles, the night was that tongs and canes should have been flying together, and fists and feet and dentures dancing together. The reason why nothing can be said is not that the quality of traveling through the crowd is much stronger than that of the people in the old time and space is entirely because there are many people and the resistance is too weak.

After a wave of recklessness passed, everyone discovered that Xia Xianze was really a paper tiger.

The meeting finally formed the following decision:

1: Use a sum of public funds to buy maids according to the head of the person. If you don’t want to buy it, the money will be placed on a special maid’s account, and the funds will be used for special purposes, and there will be zero interest rates.

2: Bai Shuchao does not enjoy this grant.

3: In the future, new time travelers are eligible to enjoy this grant.

The next afternoon, when Cao Chuan came across the air from the old world and heard Mr. Xia describe how these bastards were allocating collective property, he couldn't help laughing and said a little jokingly that his own share of the account was temporarily in the account - Mr. Cao is not short of women now, and he plans to wait for the future time travelers to capture a certain city and then carefully select one or a few beautiful girls.

This is joke, because everyone knows that when the time travelers really have the strength to capture a certain city in the Ming Dynasty, there will be no need to send too many girls to the door, and there is no need to spend money.

In the future, the "miss wife community" that time travelers jokingly call it was planned, in fact, two yards in the northwest corner of Tangzhuang.

A series of episodes brought by the second generation of the Liu family ended here, and time travelers can finally implement the next plan.

With the arrival of a new batch of time travelers and Zhou Tong once again dispatched Pingfeng Village to go down the mountain, the number of time travelers in Tangzhuang has now increased to 39, and there are 70 bandits including Zhou Tong, and there are enough people to implement the Beggars' Gang's plan.

The three directors of Pingfengshan Black Road Infinity Co., Ltd. were finally lucky to attend the task arrangement meeting attended by all time travelers. The three directors held a foreign meat trip: It turns out that the gods were in the meeting like this?

As several time travelers responsible for the preliminary preparations came on stage to explain, and used a series of materials, numbers, slides, and charts to explain the original intention and decompose the tasks. A meeting was held, the three natives finally understood clearly that they were involved in a huge plan.

In Zhou Tong's view, such a meticulous and used top-level big moves such as "The Wonderful Hand Rejuvenation", it should be worthy of defeating Hangzhou City. However, time travelers did all this just to smuggle a few refugees in the future?

What’s even more terrifying is that this huge refugee transfer plan is just a pre-task for time travelers to fight for the world in the future?

The bandit elites who were used to the reckless waves of trouble, after thinking through all this, could only sigh: "The emperor is really not that easy to do."

......

A few days later, in the south gate of the city, Hu Zhengqi was walking out of a half-closing door humming a small song.

Hu Zhengqi is short and fat, with two rat whiskers, sharp mouth, and bulging cheeks. His two yellow teeth protrude outside his mouth, making him look like a mouse.

Hu Zhengqi is a member of the Beggars' Sect. Because his military power is not high, he can only rely on camping to try out the horse to please his incense master. Over the years, he has barely been a middle-level errand in the gang - he is responsible for collecting "rules" from Huazi Temple in Chengnan and two other groups of beggars every month.

He had good luck today. He saw the flowers stealing silver and robbed half of them. At night, he didn't leave any money and hit the girl. At this moment, he was relieved, his legs were weak, and he was humming a small song and rushed home.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked to a secluded place, I suddenly felt a stick wind sweeping over, and Hu Zhengqi fell down instantly...

When he woke up, he found that his home was lying on the ground, and there were a dirt house where several big men were sitting or standing, watching him strongly.

The oil lamp on the table was on, a man with square face, thick eyebrows and short beards were sitting on the chair, and a black short man with a knife standing next to him. He couldn't see the other two, and the room was dim and shadows were shaking. At this moment, Mr. Hu felt that he was urinating tightly, and he was hanging on the spot.

Fortunately, after spending many years in the world, Hu Zhengqi still has experience. Knowing that this scene is unhealthy, he quickly sat up and bowed, endured the pain on the back of his head, and reported his name to his boss: "Brothers are under the command of Su Xiang, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and several heroes brought their brothers here. I wonder what the hell is there?"

The middle-aged man on the chair smiled and said, "I'm going to ask you to come, of course there's something wrong."

Hu Zhengqi saw that the other party was okay and felt relieved: "This, brother, I have a low position in the gang. I wonder why several heroes can use their brothers?"

"I know that you have a low position, but Hu Zhengqi is so arrogant. I change my ruthlessness when I see the wind, and I don't keep my hands off. The dogs in the south of the city know."

When Hu Zhengqi heard this, his heart skipped a beat. This group of people came from bad things. Is it a good thing to pass the bottom of his family in advance?

Before he could finish his mind, a ingot of snowflakes rolled under his feet. Hu Zhengqi was shocked. The conditioned reflex he had developed over the years made him cover the ingot of silver with lightning speed.

A voice sounded in my ear: "This silver ingot, buy you a word when you are at that time."

"I don't know...when will the hero...what should I buy?"

"When you speak and what you say, you will understand when the time comes, and it depends on your understanding."

If Hu Zhengqi is a little tougher, or if he is a troll on the Internet for two days, he will definitely curse: "Damn it, let me speak at that time, but when will I say something, but I won't tell me, let me understand myself, will I understand your mother?"

Unfortunately, Hu Zhengqi was just a late-stage gangster in the 17th century, and the current situation is that people are on the verge of the knife and have always relied on their wise men to make a living. Now he can only open his mouth and blink his small eyes, not knowing what to say.
Chapter completed!