827: C827 Plan

C827 Plan

"Then..."

Zhou Ahhu rubbed his temples in confusion. He had spent so much effort to cause such a ruckus. Could it be that he didn't want to do anything else after this?

"Tiger, have you ever heard of a saying called poking a stupid dog into a wall?"

Yang Xuan asked with a playful tone.

Zhou Ahhu shook his head lightly. "I've never heard of it. I've never read a book since I was young. Is this an ancient poem?"

Yang Xuan:... ""

"Alright, I'm the clown, alright? "

Black lines appeared on Yang Xuan's forehead. He thought to himself, it's all my fault. Why did I have to be so rude and rude to Zhou Ahhu?

"You've heard of that scapegoat, right?"

Yang Xuan asked again.

Zhou Ahhu was suddenly stunned.

Yang Xuan almost went crazy and said, "Don't tell me you haven't even heard of the scapegoat!"

"No!"

Zhou Ahhu raised his hand with a solemn expression. After pondering for a while, he suddenly slapped his thigh. "I know!"

"Xiaomann was right just now. If we do this, we will definitely not be able to hide from Tianwen's eyes. At that time, we will definitely bring about a disaster for ourselves."

"But we can find a fool to replace us. We can find a candidate first. This person must have a certain amount of strength and a certain amount of prestige in the pugilistic world."

"But he must be a simple-minded, simple-minded, and especially ambitious and gullible man."

"After that, we will think of a way to bypass him and let him take the lead in this matter, and we will just be normal participants"

"At that time, there will definitely be a hundred responses. With the strength of the martial arts world in the south, no matter what kind of motive, at this time, we will definitely choose to join the team"

"Then, the butcher of Heaven Seeking Blade will definitely point at that idiot. When he's finished, we'll find another idiot to replace him."

"Then, we will make some small movements on the lower side and divide them. When the situation is out of control, we will find that idiot."

"Then we'll use our method to stabilize the situation bit by bit. This way, the idiot in name will still be the leader of the alliance."

"But the ones who are truly in charge are us, we enjoy rights and honor, the danger will be borne by that idiot"

"This way, not only will we control the alliance, we'll also be able to perfectly avoid the butcher's knife aimed at Wentian. This is a perfect plan to kill two birds with one stone!"

After Yang Xuan heard this, he nodded and said with a smile, "Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect you to be so perceptive."

Although he said so, Yang Xuan was cursing in his heart.

Lao Zi was just about to teach you, but he didn't expect you to be so good. Lao Zi suffered a loss and then he said the rest of the words.

After going around for a while, I turned into a clown.

In order to save face, Yang Xuan coughed dryly and said earnestly, "What about the plan you mentioned just now? It can be described as an ancient saying. This ancient saying is..."

"I know, I know, I know!"

Before Yang Xuan could finish, Zhou Ahhu raised his hand high and said excitedly, "That ancient saying is to hold the son of heaven and order the feudal vassals."

"It is to say that during the Three Kingdoms Era, Cao Mengde brought Emperor Xian of Han back to his old nest, Xu Chang, to be controlled. He will be in charge of the government with one hand."

"He also used his identity as the Son of Heaven to give orders to all the feudal vassals in the world."

"Actually, Emperor Xian of Han had long become a decoration. Cao Mengde was the one who took control of the power."

"That's why this operation of his was known as seizing the heavens to order the dukes. Brother Yang, Xiaomann, am I right?"

After Loong Xiaomann heard this, she gave Zhou Ahhu a thumbs up. "I didn't see that Brother Hu was quite impressive. He even knows this."

"Hehe, I understand a little, I understand a little."

Zhou Ahhu smiled and scratched his head. Then he looked at Yang Xuan. "Brother Yang, what do you think?"

Yang Xuan chuckled. "I think you are very awesome. You are really awesome!"

The plan to poke a stupid dog into the wall started as they talked and laughed.

After some filtering, their eyes finally locked onto a person called Madman Zhao.

This person was about 300 kilometers away from Jiangbei, the overlord of a small city that was slightly bigger than Nanjiang.

He had a fierce and cruel personality, a fiery temper, and he did things without caring about the consequences. When he got angry, he was like a madman that was hard to control, and he was temperamental.

With his crazy energy, this man had quite a reputation in the pugilistic world. In any case, he was much more famous than the Dragon Hall.

Regarding this man, there were many things in the pugilistic world that people talked about enthusiastically.

The most famous thing about this man was that he had stayed in a mental hospital before.

He was nicknamed Madman Zhao, but not just to describe his personality, but also to say that this man had really gone crazy more than ten years ago.

Before he went crazy, he was a peddler who killed pigs. He rented a small stall in the market and sold pork there every day.

At that time, his personality was the complete opposite of what it was now. He was honest and weak.

The hooligans on the street would come looking for trouble with him every few days. Their favorite thing to do was to ask him for the pig's waist.

"Idiot Zhao, where did your waist go today?"

The hoodlum provoked.

"Oh, didn't your people just take it away?"

Idiot Zhao replied carefully.

"F * ck, I'm asking about your waist. I didn't say anything about the pig's waist. What's wrong? Are you trying to dig your waist out and give it to me? Hahahahaha!"

The group of hoodlums and the surrounding peddlers roared with laughter.

Something like this would happen almost every day.

Silly Zhao became the biggest consumer in the entire market. Not only the hoodlums, but even the hawkers around him would often think of ways to toy with him.

Later on, everyone was no longer satisfied with fooling around, but they would think of ways to take advantage of Silly Zhao as much as possible.

From the beginning, they dug into the pig's waist, to the later part where they cut off the blood on the neck, and then conveniently took it away from the water. It became that as long as they wanted to eat meat, they would go to Silly Zhao's stall and take a fancy to that piece of meat. Without saying a word, they would cut off the meat and leave.

Not only did they not need to pay, they did not even need to greet him.1

Thus, Idiot Zhao became the "best" person in the entire market.

Every day, before he even set up his stall, a large group of people had already surrounded his stall. When his pork was served, it would immediately be snatched away.

Every time, Silly Zhao would try his best to beg, but no one would listen to him.

Until the same morning and the same scene.

But that time, Silly Zhao did not beg. He just watched calmly as a large group of people fought over his pork.

After that, he even said to the crowd with a smile, "Welcome next time."

The next day, Idiot Zhao disappeared from the market.

No one knew where he went.

Until a week later, Silly Zhao suddenly appeared in the market again.

This time, he brought a whole three big fat pigs' pork in one go.

The people who had held back for a week could not control themselves anymore when they saw the red, tender, and white pork. They pounced on the pile of meat like flies.

This time, Idiot Zhao did not stop them either. Looking at the people fighting over the pork, he even had a strange smile on his face.

That morning, a shocking tragedy happened in the local market!

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