Grandpa is such a ruthless man.

He actually rushed forward with his head, and the sharp tip of the pen cut a vertical gash on his head.

The cut was not shallow and blood kept oozing out, staining the suit jacket and the white shirt underneath red. It looked shocking and made people feel uneasy.

"I'm fine."

Zhu Shang wiped the blood off his face with his hands as if he was washing his face, looked at Fang Haoming behind him, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't look at me like that..."

Feeling the malicious gazes from everyone, Fang Haoming stammered, "Obviously...Obviously he rushed over to me, the wound was not caused by me."

After saying this, he looked at his blood-stained hands, threw the pen on the ground with a twitching mouth.

Han Jingxiu, who was standing next to him, put on white gloves from nowhere, took out a transparent bag from his pocket, and roughly pushed Fang Haoming away with his shoulder.

He gently picked up the pen on the ground and put it into his bag, saying coldly: "Hehe, this is evidence of the murder committed by Deputy Elder Fang Haoming, I have to keep it well~"

"Who would bring something like this with them when they go out? This is a blatant false accusation! I'm going to sue you for false accusation and put you in jail for life."

Although they said so, there were no surveillance cameras in the venue.

When Zhu Shang launches an attack, it seems that he will have no way to defend himself.

"It's over, it's over... This old man really doesn't care about his life!" Fang Haoming looked at Zhu Shang nervously.

When Secretary Liu saw Zhu Shang's look, he quickly took out his handkerchief and wanted to hand it to Zhu Shang.

The sharp-eyed Zhu Mo kicked Secretary Liu away coldly, cursing in his heart that the secretary was ruining his grandfather's good deeds.

This is exactly the effect Zhu Shang wanted. Why do you want others to wipe the blood?

With Zhu Mo's help, the breathless Zhu Shang stood on the table again and raised his arms and shouted:

"Even if I get my head broken and bloodied, even if... I am killed by Elder Fang Haoming here, I will fight for the interests of Yan Country and fight to the end with those guys who collude with foreign forces and betray me!"

It was impossible that his impassioned words were spoken to the old foxes present who had lived for decades.

Who here would believe such nonsense if it wasn't for personal gain?

If you believe such things, you will never be qualified to stand in this place in your life.

Naturally, these words were filmed by Secretary Liu and posted on the Internet for everyone to hear.

"Well said! Refuse to repeal reasonable regulations!"

Han Jingxiu, the old fox, was able to seize opportunities and cooperated perfectly with Zhu Shang to turn the situation around again.

"quiet!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The chief elder knocked the base with the hammer of truth and said in a dignified voice: "Please take your seats. The final voting will begin soon."

But in my heart I was rejoicing that the biggest farce of the day had finally come to an end.

All the elders returned to their seats and had to press one of the three buttons on the table.

Since this "righteous" proposal has been put forward twice, if it fails this time, then the next time it is put forward, it will require 80% of the votes to pass.

Zhu Mo crossed his legs and stared at the numbers jumping on the screen.

The number of votes in favor and against are almost the same, with a very small difference.

If those regulations are really abolished this time, Zhu Mo will face more enemies.

Although his power is growing rapidly like a rocket, he still finds it difficult to resist enemies within the family, Chu Tian, and the influx of foreign forces.

Time passes by every second.

"Well...I declare the voting closed."

Looking at the voting results, the chief elder chuckled, scratched his face and chuckled: "What an interesting result."

"Then I will make the final announcement. Deputy Elder Fang Haoming's proposal will be kept until the next world assembly to discuss it again."

Continuously strike the hammer of truth in your hand.

Agree and disagree votes are equal.

Zhu Shang breathed a sigh of relief, and from his expression he seemed to be very satisfied with the result.

He chuckled and patted Zhu Mo on the shoulder: "The old man bought you two years."

"I probably won't live to see the next term. Whether the Zhu family can hold on depends on... your Zhu Min family."

Zhu Mo nodded slightly to Zhu Shang, with a slight smile on his face: "Two years is enough. Thank you for your hard work, Grandpa."

"It's okay, you can go. Secretary Liu will take me to the hospital later." He waved to Zhu Mo.

"Alas, this child has finally become like this."

Looking at Zhu Mo's departing back, Zhu Shang raised his head and sighed: "I guess the next head of the family will still be Zhu Min."

The main reason for the discord between Zhu Shang and his son Zhu Min was their different philosophies on family management.

Zhu Shang has always wanted to divide the family's power among multiple members of the Zhu family, and even wanted to give part of the power to people from other families.

But Zhu Min didn't think so. He just wanted to centralize power, hold all power in his own hands, and only give a small part of power to his heirs.

For Zhu Shang, Zhu Min's actions would only push the Zhu family into an abyss, and one day the Zhu family might perish in Yan State.

That's why Zhu Shang often put pressure on Zhu Min to delegate power to his brothers and sisters and Zhu Mo.

...

"So grandpa just connected it with his head?"

"Although the old man is seriously ill, he still has some of the same desperate spirit as before."

Zhu Chi, who was wearing a spotless white suit, chuckled and said, his two slit eyes full of smiles.

Looking at the brother in front of him, he felt the obvious change in his temperament.

My childish and timid younger brother actually made me feel much more mature, even a little unfathomable.

"By the way, little brother, you've been through a lot recently, right?"

Zhu Mo, who was dressed in a black suit, completely different from Zhu Chi, nodded slightly:

"Yes, my eldest brother always wants to kill me. He scares me so much every day. Second brother, don't you want to protect your dear brother?"

"Do you still need my protection now?" Zhu Chi looked at Mo Wei standing behind Zhu Mo and said with a smile.

"Although you have become very strong now, don't underestimate Zhu Qing. Compared with him, you and others are still not as good as him."

Zhu Chi opened the photo album on his mobile phone and pushed it in front of Zhu Mo.

Zhu Mo picked up his phone puzzledly and started looking through it, his expression becoming increasingly serious.

Inside was a group of people with rotten skin and distorted faces wearing all kinds of strange costumes, and in the middle of them was a bearded Taoist priest holding a bell in his hand.

"Is this Brother's subordinate, the ghost Taoist Qi Wei?"

"Yes, there was a big commotion when the New Han Association went to Han Country these few days. It is said that President Li Xiongjie was so scared that he wet his pants on the spot, and the two heroes of the Li family were killed effortlessly by Zhu Qing and his friends." Zhu Chi spoke slowly.