1101: C1101 If he was alive he wanted to see people if he was dead he wanted to see corpses!

C1101 If he was alive he wanted to see people if he was dead he wanted to see corpses!

He could only suppress his dissatisfaction in his heart, "No matter what, in the face of such an environment, personal right and wrong are not important. I believe with the structure of the Mr. Ling, it is possible for him to understand the importance of the overall situation being stable.

"You're using Holy War to threaten me?" Ling Feiyu squinted her eyes and sized Shylock up. The latter immediately felt that he was being stared at by the terrifying creature in the deep abyss, and the chill coming from the depths of his heart!

"NO!" Of course it's not a threat! " Shylock was so scared that his soul almost left his body.

Ling Feiyu clapped her hands, and two nuns walked out from behind him, "Alright, these few days you will be living in my farm, eating and drinking will be fun, they will take care of your clothes and food, and don't go anywhere else."

Shylock raised his head, suddenly understood something, and said in despair, "Mr. Ling, you want me to be your scapegoat!" He finally knew why Ling Feiyu had called him in in front of all these people.

He had not gone out since he came in, and in the meantime the cardinal had mysteriously died, and there was bound to be a wise man who connected the two things.

At that time, Shylock would definitely take this blame, and even if he were to tell Ling Feiyu about this matter, the judgement committee of the Church would not believe his words. At most, they would think that Shylock and Ling Feiyu were in cahoots, and that the death of the bishop was still related to him.

Ling Feiyu said expressionlessly, "How I arrange things has nothing to do with you. If you want to leave, you can leave now as well.

Shylock's face turned ashen, it didn't matter if he left now! Everyone knew that he had entered the farm and walked out unharmed. Even if the bishop died, they would still suspect him, and at that time, Nader would definitely push him out to be a scapegoat!

He would find a random excuse to force him to confess and then send him to the Fen Di Gong Church to receive the burning, using the fastest speed to calm the situation down. Whatever happened next would have nothing to do with him, because at that time, he would definitely be a dead man.

Shylock dejectedly followed the nun to a valley deep in the farm. He very consciously handed over his two swords, seems like he resigned himself to fate.

"Brother Yu, do you really plan to use him as a scapegoat?" Ling Feiyu was in disbelief.

"Ha!" I'm not afraid of the cultivator, but I'm more afraid of the short spear cannon in the hands of the reporters. " Ling Feiyu said with a wry smile. The grand Tribulation Stage was a challenge that even the rogue immortal had to face, an existence that could not be stopped, and the Cultivation Realm that ran amok was actually forced into such a state by a group of ordinary people using cameras.

If this matter were to spread to the ears of the people from Cultivation Realm, they would definitely not believe that it was true!

His method was very effective, the people outside saw that Shylock did not come back for a long time, and thought that Shylock had been killed inside, no matter what, he did not have a good ending. With a great mental pressure, the people from St. Mary's Church quietly slipped away, and the ordinary people followed closely behind.

The cars by the side of the road drove off one by one, and the last people to leave were the people from St George's Cathedral. They followed Shylock here, and after waiting for a long time, they still couldn't come out, so they had no choice but to return to report.

The farm's predicament had been easily resolved with a method of house arrest for Shylock. The method was not very wise, but it was much better than the method the Church used to house the entire farm with a knife. Ling Feiyu had given them a taste of her own medicine.

Liu Liannuo went out to look around, and when she returned, he said in high spirits, "They really left! This is great, the cars that are here to transport goods can come in now! "

Ling Feiyu shook her head, "Don't start harvesting for now, for this period of time, even if the fruits and vegetables were to rot on the ground, we will not care.

"This isn't good!" Liu Liannuo was shocked, she suspected that Ling Feiyu had been angered to the point that she was confused, "We have an order contract with Chuan Long, now that the contract is closed, we need to be investigated, and we need to compensate a large amount of compensation, but the key is our reputation."

Ling Feiyu laughed indifferently, "I know what I am doing, you can handle it."

The Chuan Long Restaurant was a mid-tier product promotion for the Feiyu Group. The ingredients needed to open up a market for the Feiyu Group s, the contribution of the Chuan Long s were definitely important, and Ling Feiyu trusted in this person from Hai Da Hai.

Today, he had decided that even if he didn't talk to Hai Da in advance, Hai Da would know what to do.

The White-headed Eagle Kingdom had a characteristic that everyone knew, that was that the media liked to oppose the government, and loved to report some dark things about the government. Once the food was out of stock, the most unhappy thing about the food was the customers. The customers would look for trouble with Chuan Long, and Chuan Long would openly say that the officials had made things difficult for them, as well as the government's harsh criticism of Feiyu Group at the farm, which would directly cause the production of the farm to stop, and cause the vegetables to rot on the ground, causing the loss of over a hundred million!

This kind of news had the most explosive power, and countless media would spare no effort to publicize it.

This time, with Ling Feiyu's borrowed force, her plan was defeated without any bloodshed.

At noon on the second day, public opinion's prestige forced some of the official organizations to compromise and the Chuan Long to resume operations. He had previously said that his peers were making things difficult for the authorities to fend off the rumors, and now that the authorities had made things difficult for the authorities and made them retreat, the fame and reputation of his Chuan Long and Feiyu Group was almost going to go up in the sky!

Bishop Fu Langke was so angry that she almost died. Her plan did not succeed, and instead, Ling Feiyu used the people's distrust towards the White-headed Eagle Kingdom Government to increase her prestige! He was furious inside the church and called over to give him a few curses.

"Look at what you've done! You were the one who helped Ling Feiyu and his company gain a foothold in our land! It was impossible to chase them out of the White-headed Eagle Kingdom now! You piece of trash! You should kneel before the God of Light and repent! Confess those stupid decisions you made! Trash! "He's really a piece of trash!" Fu Langke was so angry that his neck turned red, fully explaining what it meant to have a red neck and white skin.

He was thinking about why this old thing didn't want to die. It was all because of his improper conduct, and the priests he brought along were all good people who liked to mess around with men and women. If not, how could Jie Kewu offend a great god like Ling Feiyu?

"Your Eminence, there's no use talking about it now. If we let this group of media continue their investigation, the blame would soon be laid on our St George's Cathedral. The Holy Mary side has already drawn a clear line between them and us, they are afraid that we will implicate them.1

"Fuck responsibility!" With the influence of our St George's Cathedral, I want to see which media organization dares to investigate us! Your subordinate, Shylock, never came out again after entering Ling Feiyu's farm! Find out where he is! If he's alive, he wants to see someone's corpse! Even if he was already killed by Ling Feiyu, he must at least let me see his corpse! Hurry up and go, you piece of trash! "

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