Beihai has always been fundamentally different from other organizations.

The North Sea is the imperial court and the dynasty.

It was one of the rare independent regimes before being attacked by the wolf cavalry of Zuoqiushan.

Even if the country is destroyed.

But after Sikong Zhaixing came to Xingcheng, he still established a small court in a short period of time.

Including this magnificent palace, even the largest organization in the underground world, is incomparable.

Now, a soldier rushed into the Bafang Hall with a strange smell, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Too unruly.

And the smell of this soldier...

"Master!"

thump!

The soldier knelt in front of Sikong Zhaixing and bowed his head and bowed.

"Bold! I dared to trek into the Bafang Palace. Are there any rules?" Sikong Zhaixing's face was as deep as water.

As soon as he got angry, many guards rushed over from the door immediately.

"Why don't you stop him!"

Sikong Zhaixing was furious!

The guests from the entire Bafang Hall looked here.

There are no rules.

Lost all the face of Beihai!

"Back to the king!"

The guards guarding the door knelt on one knee and explained: "This soldier claims that there is something important, and we are afraid of delaying national affairs..."

"What's the matter?"

Sikong Zhaixing said coldly: "Say!"

"Your Majesty, this..."

Although the soldier was frightened and his limbs were weak, his brain still maintained a little rationality.

Do not bring out family scandals.

What is the killing of the deputy general manager of the Beihai Supervisor's Office?

This means that Beihai cannot even guarantee the safety of its own camp!

How can the remaining VIPs live here with confidence?

"But it's okay!" Sikong Zhaixing shook his sleeves and pointed at the soldier: "I am open-minded in Beihai. The visitors present are friends with us. Tell me! What's the matter?"

Tomorrow will be the engagement ceremony between his daughter and the Dragon Slaying Warrior. If you do something mysterious now, it may cause unreasonable speculation.

"Deputy General Gao Bei was assassinated in the toilet!"

The soldier said with gritted teeth.

"What!"

Sikong Zhaixing widened his eyes and then said a little annoyed: "Say it again!"

"The Deputy Director of the Supervisor Gaobei was killed in the toilet."

The soldier lowered his head.

The whole audience was silent.

No one spoke.

But everyone was thinking in their hearts.

Sikong Zhaixing's face turned even more light and dark.

Family scandals should not be made public, especially at such a juncture.

"Master King! There must be something strange about this matter. Why would you let Weichen go and investigate first?" The left prime minister immediately stood up to rescue the siege.

He is the head of civil servants, and in this case, he must have public relations.

"And the soldier looked flustered and covered in foul smell! It's not possible to be a spy!" The Zuo Prime Minister immediately ordered: "Come here! Take him down, and the prime minister will interrogate himself!"

"yes!"

The guard pinched his nose, held back his disgust, and dragged the soldier down.

“What does it taste like?”

Someone asked.

"Stinky tofu."

The ministers of Beihai began to smooth things over.

"That's too smelly, right?"

"Stinky tofu is not smelly, is it still called stinky tofu?"

Everyone was talking about it, and Sikong Zhaixing was even more embarrassed.

"Left Prime Minister, this matter is left to you to investigate." He had no choice but to give himself a step.

"Master!"

At this moment, Grandma Xihua walked out of the crowd with a golden stick.

"We are visitors, but we were surprised that assassination occurred in your royal court."

As the strongest organization in North America, the Mahayana Palace naturally received invitations from Sikong Zhaixing.

So, Grandma Xihua led Lei Qianjue and members of the Cyber ​​Legion to attend the ceremony.

"What my mother-in-law said makes sense, it is my negligence. But please rest assured that I will find out the truth and ensure you are safe."

Sikong Zhaixing cursed the 'stinky old woman' in his heart, but he still had to smile and said, "My Beihai imperial court is absolutely safe. As for the death of a minor official in the Supervisory Office, it may be an accident."

The Mahayana Palace had conflicts with the small court of Beihai. As the King of Beihai, he naturally knew this.

But conflict is conflict. Beihai must not let go of an influential organization like the Mahayana Palace.

In particular, everyone has a common goal.

"With that being said, there is still someone who died unexpectedly under your Beihai rule, and we are not relieved."

The elder of Shushan Han Shizhen also spoke.

He is from the sect, with great martial arts skills, and he is not worried about assassination.

But at a critical moment, Han Shizhen was still happy to embarrass Beihai.

Everyone knows that King Beihai wants to replace the Holy Lord and become the master of Zuoqiu Mountain.

But who doesn't want to?

Strictly speaking, everyone present is a friend and an enemy.

Before Zuoqiushan was captured, they were friends.

Once captured, these people immediately turn against each other!

"How can I believe it?"

Sikong Zhaixing narrowed his eyes, with a hint of indifference in his tone.

"First, find out the truth. Second, prove that you have this ability in Beihai!" Han Shizhen said with a smile.

"Mo Chan!" Beihai Wang spoke coldly.

"I'm here!"

An old man walked out of the crowd.

The old man held a red wine glass and had a long sword on his back.

After he walked out, he neither bowed nor bowed.

Standing straight in place and took a sip of wine.

"Prove it to Elder Han, whether our Beihai has the ability to protect them!" Sikong Zhaixing swayed his sleeves and sat back on the dragon throne.

Watching coldly.

"Sorry, please forgive me."

Mo Chan held the wine glass and bowed slightly to Han Shizhen.

"It just so happens that I want to see the charm of the heroes of Beihai!"
To be continued...