PFC Chapter 537 Conflict
Chapter 537 Conflict
Soon, they came to the foot of the mountain at the Longmen Base of the Southwest Division.
Here, a group of disciples wearing Longmen costumes stand guard to prevent others from entering the Longmen. Every procedure is strictly controlled before they can be released.
"Stop, who are you?"
The three of them had just reached the foot of the mountain when they were stopped by the people from Longmen.
"We are from the Western Provincial Branch!"
Wu Yuanbao stepped forward to negotiate, and was about to take out his identity card, but at this moment, a voice sounded not far away.
"Take them down!"
Immediately afterwards, the three of Zhao Sen saw an old man in a blue gown approaching. Although he was over sixty years old, he was in a strong figure and walked like flying. Even young people in their teens and twenties might not be able to catch up with him.
There is also a kind of almost terrifying Yuanli fluctuation on his body.
This is the minimum monk of the Nascent Soul Nine Layers.
Zhao Sen couldn't help sighing in his heart. Among the hermit sects in the western province, there were very few monks with the nine-fold Nascent Soul, but when he arrived here, he found that the nine-fold Nascent Soul was nothing at all.
One word to describe, that is everywhere.
"Han Dutong!"
After seeing the figure of the old man, the disciple of Longmen hastily clasped his fists and bowed down.
"Han Dutong?"
Wu Yuanbao was also thinking about this name in his heart, and his brows were also furrowed, obviously he was not very familiar with this name.
"Han Dutong, what do you mean by this?"
The people from Longmen asked Han Dutong about it.
Han Dutong snorted coldly: "Even if Qi Heng left in the Western Provincial Branch, there is still Wang Xuan. How could they be from the Western Provincial Branch?"
Hearing this, the people in Longmen froze for a moment.
They don't know much about the high-level officials in the provinces, so they don't know these things.
However, as a senior executive of Longmen, which is also a provincial branch, he still knows people from other provinces better.
Obviously this Han Dutong is one of them.
"Wu Yuanbao of the Western Province is in charge of the Longmen Western Provincial Branch!"
"This is Zhao Sen from the Western Province, Deputy Commander of the Western Provincial Branch of Longmen!"
Wu Yuanbao's complexion sank immediately, especially when he heard about Wang Xuan, he was extremely disgusted in his heart. He always remembered what Wang Xuan did in the Western Provincial Branch.
Although the person was arrested, the memory is still there.
At the same time, he also remembered the identity of this guy.
The capital of Yun Province controls Han Jiang!
"Wu Yuanbao? Zhao Sen?"
Han Jiang was very unfamiliar with these two names, and the expression on his face was full of doubts, but a middle-aged man beside him sneered.
"I really don't know how to live or die. Even if Wang Xuan and Qi Heng stood in front of us back then, they didn't dare to talk to us like this. As for your strength at the seventh level of Nascent Soul, the other is full of weirdness, and you still want to participate in this competition." than the Southwest Division?"
"It's a joke!"
Zhao Sen didn't care at first.
But the other party was so arrogant, which made him very upset.
"Low cultivation level does not mean that our status is low. In terms of status, Wudutong is still higher than you. When you meet, you should respectfully call Wudutong. Cultivation, I'm afraid it's not enough, right?"
Zhao Sen's sarcastic tone caused the middle-aged man's expression to change suddenly.
The energy in his body surged immediately.
Just as he was about to make a move, he was stopped by Han Jiang beside him: "Don't be impulsive, now is not the time to make a move!"
People in the Longmen, private fighting is also very serious.
They will even be expelled from Longmen and never hired.
They all managed to get to where they are today, so how could they be willing to give up their future big things just because of a small thing.
Han Jiang narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Sen.
"You are Zhao Sen, the deputy capital of the Western Province?"
Zhao Sen nodded: "Not bad!"
"You said it just now, and you used your identity to say that you still have to call Han Dutong respectfully when you see me. What's wrong? Why did you forget the etiquette so quickly?"
Han Jiang returned what Zhao Sen said just now.
It is a brilliant move to make the middle-aged man around him look happy.
Use your identity to suppress people.
I'm not afraid that Zhao Sen won't admit it.
As long as he bows his head, that's enough.
"For normal people, etiquette is indeed to be followed, but for some people, etiquette is not so important."
Zhao Sen said lightly.
"Bastard!"
"What do you mean? Do you want to commit the following offense?"
Han Jiang glared at each other, and the aura on his body pressed towards Zhao Sen like a mountain.
But under this pressure, Zhao Sen couldn't feel any changes in his body at all, let alone pressure.
Zhao Sen's gaze turned slightly cold, and he said, "It's not a big deal for the following people to commit crimes. Even if some people didn't follow the etiquette when they came, why should I?"
"you!"
Han Jiang was also furious.
Stretching out his finger to Zhao Sen: "Don't get too excited, just take out your ID cards and check to see if your identities are fake."
They can't fight each other.
Han Jiang could only continue to work on his identity.
And there is an obvious misunderstanding on his side. When he came here just now, if he met other Dutongs, he would definitely not let it go like this, and he would be more or less polite on his side.
After all, they are all at the same level, who doesn't want to win over a few more friends.
But what he didn't expect was that the Dutong of the Western Province turned out to be a monk at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul, which was the lowest in the entire Southwest Division.
"Open your eyes and see clearly!"
Wu Yuanbao coldly took out his identity badge, and put it directly in the hands of the disciples of the Longmen.
Zhao Sen also handed over his ID card.
These are all identity cards issued by the Southwest Division, and it is impossible to forge them even in the division, so as long as they can be obtained, there will be basically no fakes.
The Longmen disciple respectfully took the ID cards of the two, and then checked them.
He bowed directly to the two of them.
"Wu Dutong, Zhao Fudutong, they were too blind just now, and I hope that both of you don't mind!" the disciple of Longmen said quickly.
There was a lot of begging for mercy in the voice.
Wu Yuanbao didn't intend to argue with them, he waved his hands casually: "It's okay, you are also doing your duty and there is nothing wrong with it."
After hearing Wu Yuanbao's words, the people in Longmen breathed a sigh of relief.
On the other hand, Han Jiang and the others next to him had gloomy faces, which looked a lot darker.
"Han Dutong, can you confirm our identities now?" Wu Yuanbao looked at Han Jiang and asked with a half-smile.
Han Jiang didn't know why Wu Yuanbao felt differently about him, but he was angry now, so he didn't care too much.