After having this idea.
Lin Huaile found Old Frail and paid some money.
From his mouth, he roughly understood the appearance of the Dragon Head Staff.
He asked him to draw a prototype of the Dragon Head Staff.
After that, he found a dozen top carpenters in Hong Kong.
He spent three days and three nights to make a Dragon Head Staff that was as good as the real one.
She was so happy that she didn't sleep for the entire night.
On this day, Uncle Deng's house was bustling with activity.
All the elders rushed over.
Zhang Wenbiao and Lin Huaile followed closely behind.
Uncle Deng brewed a pot of good tea.
He treated them to a drink one by one.
a slow sermon;
"I called everyone here for the next person in charge.”
"I watched Le grow up. He has contributed a lot to the club in the past few years.”
"Ah Biao is young and promising again. He has been in the limelight for the past few days.”
"They are all juniors that I think highly of.”
"Every year, the election of the person in charge is jointly elected by the uncles and fathers.”
"But rules are dead."
"The Dragon Head Staff is a symbol of status and authority.”
"So, I've been thinking about it for the past few days. Whoever gets the Dragon Head Rod will be the one in charge.”
"I don't think anyone has any objections, right?”
After a discussion, the elders nodded, indicating that they had no objections.
Uncle Deng nodded and continued,"Since there's no problem, then let's see Le and Biao's performance. Whether they're dragons or bugs, we'll know soon enough.”
"Le, Biao, which one of you got the rod?”
Uncle Deng was an experienced man. Ever since he called Le and Biao over three days ago to discuss the Dragon Head Rod, he had been very cautious.
He guessed that these two would definitely fight to the death for the Dragon Head Rod.
Looking at the two of them, the result must have been revealed long ago.
Le was a very shady person. On the surface, he was steady, but in fact, he did some shady business behind his back.
According to Uncle Deng, the Dragon Head Staff was just an ordinary staff.
Even if he made a fake one, as long as it looked similar, they wouldn't be able to tell.
Even if Zhang Wenbiao got a real stick, so what?
At this moment, he was extremely proud, and there was not a trace of guilt on his face.
And Zhang Wenbiao's responsibility was that an honest person wouldn't do underhanded things. If he killed someone, then he killed someone.
In his eyes, the Dragon Head Rod was just a rod.
There was no guilt or pride.
However, he still had a victorious look on his face.
Unfazed by favor or disgrace!
"I got it." The two of them stood up at the same time, holding a stick in both hands and appearing in front of everyone.
Whether it was real or fake, at this moment, it looked almost identical without any flaws.
In an instant, everyone's mouth was so wide that two baseball could fit inside. They were dumbfounded.
Old Frail knew that Le's Dragon Head Staff was fake, but he was still acting.
Looking at the Dragon Head Rod on both sides, he wiped his eyes in confusion.
"What happened? Why are there two Dragon Head Cudgels?"
"This is too unbelievable!"
Chuan Bao looked at him with a tyrannical expression and scolded him unhappily," I'm talking about your head.”
Old Frail stared at the string of explosions with his eyes wide open. He wanted to curse back, but he had a guilty conscience and did not dare to refute.
After he complained, he came between Le and Biao solemnly, his eyes wandering back and forth between the two sticks.
Perhaps she was confused by the scene in front of her, and she couldn't tell if it was real or fake.
He took off his glasses, wiped them with his hands, and put them back on. He stood beside Zhang Wenbiao and said,
"Obviously, the stick in Ah Biao's hand is the real one!”
"What do you think, Shuang Fandong?"
Shuang Fandong was slightly startled.
This guy was also a person who only recognized money and not people.
Ever since he was tricked by Zhang Wenbiao in the restaurant last time.
After returning home, she had nightmares for three days straight.
He didn't have any grudges with Le.
It didn't matter if she didn't support him.
However, if he didn't support Ah Biao…
He might not even be able to protect the lives of his entire family!
This guy was much scarier than everyone else around him!
As he thought about it, he raised his hand." I think Ah Biao's stick is the real one!”
Chuan Bao laughed and continued to act as his messenger. He looked at the other elders who supported Ah Biao." What do you think?”
"I support Ah Biao. The stick in his hand is real!”
"I also support Ah Biao!"
"The stick in Le's hand is obviously fake. Ah Biao's is the real one!”
The other elders, led by Fatty, expressed their willingness to stand on Zhang Wenbiao's side.
Zhang Wenbiao had expected such an outcome, but he didn't expect Le to be so despicable.
He actually created a fake Dragon Head Stick. This time, it would probably be like the day of the election.
Half of the forces supported him, while the other half supported Le.
In the end, it was still difficult to determine who was better.
He couldn't help but frown.
But then, in just a few minutes, he smiled calmly.
He thought, Le, you were the one who willingly dug a hole and fell into it, don't blame me.
Lin Huaile had a haughty look on his face.
However, on the surface, one could not tell that he was proud. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
His eyes emitted a sharp light as he stared straight at Zhang Wenbiao.
It seemed to be showing off, warning him, and declaring war on him.
Then, without saying anything, Old Frail took the lead and retorted,
"String Burst, are you deliberately messing up the club?”
"Both of them have Dragon Head Cudgels in their hands, and they look exactly the same. How can you say that Le's cudgel is fake?”
"Have you seen the Dragon Head Rod?"
Chuan Bao instantly felt that his face had been pushed back. He glared at him fiercely." See your head!" Don't think I don't know that you're supporting Le because he gave you benefits! And you keep saying that you're thinking for the club, pui! Why are you pretending to be noble! You want to build a memorial archway as a whore?"
The crowd burst into laughter.
Old Frail's face was red and he was speechless. He couldn't win against him, so he could only take the lead to vote. He turned around and looked at those who originally supported Le.
"If you think Le's Dragon Head Staff is real, raise your hand with me!”
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The elders all raised their hands.
Uncle Deng was the only one left.
That was because Uncle Deng was currently scanning the Dragon Head Rod in their hands meticulously.
"Uncle Deng, what do you think?" Old Frail couldn't take it anymore and came to Uncle Deng's side because he knew that Uncle Deng would definitely support Le.
With his support, String Explosion and the others did not dare to say anything.
However, after Uncle Deng came back to his senses, he didn't say anything. He just walked between Le and Biao with his walking stick.
A few seconds later, he took the Dragon Head Rod from each of them and glanced at them."
"Since ancient times, there has only been one Dragon Head Staff.”
"It is a symbol of status and authority.”
"I don't care how powerful you two are. As long as I'm here, I won't allow you to trample on this authority. This is my bottom line, and also the bottom line of the club.”
"I remember telling you guys that those who play tricks should be careful.”
"Not a good ending."
"One of you must be playing tricks.”
"Don't think you can fool me with a fake stick.”
"Don't forget, I've been in the club for sixty years.”
" The Dragon Head Staff was personally created by 'Black Foot'. It's not only a symbol of identity, but it also hides a shocking secret of the club. Now, I'll reveal this secret to everyone.”
After saying this, he did not hesitate to use all his strength to throw the two Dragon Head Cudgels on the ground.
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