"Then I'll just watch awkwardly. Watching others fight is much better than fighting myself."
The young assistant quickly waved his hands. Just look at the muscular man's muscles and you will know that he has not trained for nothing. Is it possible for a rookie like him to serve food to him?
"By the way, I haven't asked who you are yet. If you have nothing to do, just get out of here and don't bother us."
The muscular man did a few stretching exercises before turning his head to face the crowd of onlookers.
Jiang Zhiyuan stood up at the right time and said with an innocent look.
“We came here to join the church, but we didn’t expect to see something like this.
However, we can't interfere in your church's internal affairs, right?"
The cult leader originally thought that this group of people would try to persuade him, because he couldn't beat the person on the other side!
Those muscles of his must not be for nothing, but what about him? A little white chicken.
But he didn't expect that this person would cut off all his thoughts as soon as he opened his mouth.
The cult leader glared at Jiang Zhiyuan, but was helpless.
He knew that the most important thing now was to deal with the mess in front of him, rather than getting entangled with these outsiders.
"What the hell? Church? Never mind. I really don't understand you young people.
If you have something to do, don't stand here. If there's a fight, I'll take you with me."
The muscular man started jogging again, preparing to engage in a tug-of-war with this man.
"Humph, I won't take care of your business for now, but you must follow the rules and fill in your personal information first."
The cult leader suppressed his anger and spoke to everyone.
I don’t have time to take care of these people now, so I let them fill in their personal information first and then trick them into the church.
Jiang Zhiyuan smiled slightly and nodded.
"Of course, we will cooperate."
So, the group was taken to another wooden house and started filling out the so-called "personal information form."
[Don't go, I still want to watch them fight. Can you leave a drone behind?]
[Love rivals fight each other, not because of women, but because the other party is love-brained.]
[Let's fight! Sorry, I'm a person who enjoys watching the fun. The more lively the fight, the happier I am.]
[Hiss, the difference in strength between the two sides seems to be quite big. One is tendon meat, and the other is boiled chicken.
I feel like it will be a one-sided defeat in a while.]
[As long as the tactics you use are a little more underhanded, there should still be a chance of turning defeat into victory.]
Although everyone was filling out forms, their ears were perked up, wanting to know what was going on outside.
"Do you think they'll really fight?"
The young assistant lowered his voice and glanced out the door from time to time.
"Who can say for sure? Maybe there will be a fight, but maybe not. It all depends on whether or not there are any problems with their brains."
Director Wang felt that the suffering he had just endured was not in vain, at least he had enjoyed such a wonderful show.
"I really hope they can fight."
Everyone looked at the fortune teller who said this in surprise.
"Shouldn't you be on your boss's side? Why do you want them to fight?
It's obvious that there's a huge disparity in strength between the two of them, right?"
Sister Xu was really curious.
"Don't you all want your boss to get hurt?
When they exploited you, didn't you ever complain in your heart?"
After these two sentences, everyone present fell silent.
It turns out that people in cults are also dissatisfied with their leaders.
"Don't look at me with such strange eyes. No matter where you are, the conflict between workers and bosses is always irreconcilable."
The witch held a glass of water in her hand, her eyes deep and distant, as if what she said was some profound truth.
"I didn't expect that you, old man, would be so sensible."
The young assistant didn't expect that a 60-year-old man could stand on the same front as the young people.
"I'm old, but I'm not dead. Society is progressing, and I'm progressing too, okay?"
The fortune teller rolled her eyes. These young people were good in every way, but they still didn't understand them, the old people, well enough.
"Haha, as long as you are happy."
The young assistant shut his mouth in disappointment and ran to the window to look out. There were already three heads there.
[I have to say, sometimes the minds of the elderly are much more open than those of us young people.]
I originally thought this fortune teller was some kind of feudal superstition, but it turns out she's really keeping up with the times.
Can we, the fans, also go and see what's going on at the scene? Is there any fighting going on? Can you give us a live report?
What's the situation like out there? Can't you just send a drone out?
"What's going on outside now? Did you see it?"
Zhao Tangtang asked questions, but her eyes stayed outside the window. The position she chose was not very good and she could only see a little bit.
Jiang Zhiyuan smiled slightly, with a hint of cunning in her eyes. She tiptoed to the window and observed the movements outside through the gap.
"At the moment, they are still in the standoff stage, but the atmosphere is becoming increasingly tense.
The muscular man has done several warm-up exercises and seems to be well prepared.
As for the cult leader, although he appeared calm on the surface, I could sense the panic in his eyes."
Having said that, Jiang Zhiyuan deliberately paused to whet everyone's appetite.
“The most interesting thing is that all the believers around here seem to be frozen in time.
I didn't dare to step forward to help, but I also didn't dare to leave easily. This tension was even more exciting than a movie."
It turned out that when they were leaving, other believers also gathered around them.
The main reason was that the noise they had just made while arguing was a bit loud, so other people were also attracted over.
As a result, it is very lively outside now, but it is a pity that they can't go out and watch the show together.
Zhao Tangtang's eyes lit up when he heard this and he asked eagerly.
"Will they start fighting? We can't just keep waiting here, right?"
The subtext is: If they fight, can we go out and watch?
Jiang Zhiyuan shook his head and spoke mysteriously.
"It's hard to say. After all, in a fight, sometimes a look or a word can light the fuse.
But I think there are things we can do to make this scene more exciting.”
"do what?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at him curiously.
Sister Xu had a bad feeling in her heart that this person was going to make trouble again.
Jiang Zhiyuan smiled slightly, took out a small stone from his pocket, then pushed open the window and threw the small stone out from the window, hitting the muscular man's chest.
Before anyone else could react, Jiang Zhiyuan clapped his hands and said just one sentence to them.
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