Fang Yuan and Wei Hailong were sitting in the car going to the East China Sea Theater Arbitration Tribunal.

The two of them stared with big eyes.

Fang Yuan was a little confused, and asked, "Instructor, what's the situation?"

"Some people have objections to the results of the actual combat assessment and lodged a complaint with the theater arbitration tribunal." Wei Hailong received the news in advance, so it was not too daunting.

"No, this matter can still be appealed?" Fang Yuan was even more confused.

"You may not know how old the Dingjian Group is in the East China Sea." Wei Hailong did not say thoroughly.

However, Fang Yuan already understood what it meant.

Although I don't know much about the Dingjian Group, I heard Li Xiangjian's tone yesterday and seemed to have a deep relationship with the military.

At that time, Li Xiangjian threatened Wei Hailong with the name of a colonel from the Armament Department of the East China Sea Theater.

From this point of view, Li Xiangjian's background is indeed very large.

As long as he doesn't provoke a few big people who can't provoke him, he can be said to cover the sky with his hands in Donghai City.

It is clear.

Li Xiangjian wants to use power to reverse black and white.

Ordinary people really have no way to deal with people from Li Xiangjian's background.

You may still live if you wear soft clothes, and you may die in the sewer when you resist.

In the age of star power, the law of survival is so cruel.

A consortium that has mastered cutting-edge Xingli technology and has a military background. This kind of energy crushes ordinary people to death like an ant.

Fang Yuan was still very puzzled and asked, "Instructor, isn't it just the first name in an actual combat assessment? Only one E-type Star Force injection will be awarded. Li Xiangjian can't be short of this little money. Is it necessary to hold on? "

Wei Hailong can actually guess a little reason, but the information about the "Dragon Building Project" needs to be kept secret, so he can't say.

In Donghai No. 1 Middle School, there are only two people who know this plan.

Even in the entire East China Sea theater, anyone who knows this plan can count it with one hand.

All schools that conduct actual combat assessments on students do not know this plan, and just think it is an ordinary actual combat assessment.

...

Thirty minutes away.

The car drove into the arbitration tribunal in Zhuxing District in the East China Sea Theater.

The two were taken to different rooms for questioning.

Fang Yuan sat in the interrogation room for about three minutes, and then a middle-aged man with a somewhat fierce appearance came in and began to question.

"In the actual combat assessment of the D3 theater, the championship you won is not worthy of your name, do you admit it?" The fierce-looking middle-aged man went straight to the subject and began to press.

Fang Yuan said speechlessly: "I said, you have an arbitration tribunal in the East China Sea Theater. Don’t you think it’s a waste of time to mess around with such a little mess?"

"Answer my question! Admit it or not?" The vicious middle-aged man raised his voice and asked.

Fang Yuan pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Even language traps are used, is it necessary?"

The ferocious middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and realized that the young man in front of him was not as easy to deal with as he thought.

He hit the table with a punch and shouted: "Answer me, do you admit it or not?"

"Okay, don't engage in this kind of boring language trap. I won't answer'admit' or'don't admit'. I will only answer, I did not have any illegal operations in the actual combat assessment." Fang Yuan voice Quietly replied.

Next, the murderous middle-aged man continued interrogation for another half an hour.

During this period, he used language traps many times to induce Fang Yuan to say things he shouldn't say.

Fang Yuan was arguing, but he didn't get caught.

It can be seen from his formulas that he wants to formulate what he wants, and then directly use it as evidence, reverse the black and white, and put the matter down.

This Li Xiangjian's energy is a bit terrifying.

Fang Yuan started to worry a little.

After half an hour, the arbitration entered the second stage.

Fang Yuan was taken to the arbitration tribunal and sat on the trial seat with Wei Hailong.

The two met, looked at each other, their expressions were very calm.

Fang Yuan leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "Is it a idiot?"

"Small means, it's no wonder," Wei Hailong replied.

At this moment.

Li Xiangjian walked in, sat on the appeals table, leaned in the chair, his face was full of the arrogance of the superior.

People from all sides came in one after another, and some onlookers also sat in the audience.

The arbitration officially began.

An agent stood up and began to appeal on behalf of Li Xiangjian, emphasizing the final ownership of the battle flag during the actual combat assessment.

The fact is indeed the case. When the actual combat assessment ended unexpectedly, it was indeed William Lee who finally contacted the banner.

Therefore, the arbitration tribunal supports this view.

"According to the actual combat evaluation rules, the final winner should be William Li. However, the final winning award was awarded to other teams. Wei Hailong, you are suspected of favoritism, do you admit it?" The arbitrator began to press.

"No." Wei Hailong replied calmly.

"According to the evidence provided by other instructors, you did not communicate with them when deciding the final winning team. Instead, you made the decision alone and violated the actual combat evaluation winning rules. This is fraud for favoritism!" the arbitrator asked. , The attitude has been obviously partial, and he wants to convict Wei Hailong.

Judging from the current situation, Fang Yuan and Wei Hailong are grasshoppers on the same rope.

Once Wei Hailong was identified as cheating for favoritism, Fang Yuan would be unlucky with him.

Li Xiangjian is like a king, watching all this with a smile, as if the entire arbitration tribunal is in his hands.

He did it, naturally, not for the trivial Xingli injection.

There are two reasons why he did this. One is that the actual combat assessment is indeed very important. He originally wanted to win.

Secondly, William Lee was injured too badly.

When he saw William Lee seriously injured in the hospital, he decided to kill all the people who made his son like this.

However, it would be too ugly to send someone to do it directly.

Therefore, he used a little power.

It's just a simple matter to use power to kill a little person without background.

He enjoys the feeling of playing with his opponent. Not only can he achieve his goal, but he can also see the expression of unwillingness and powerlessness in his heart.

This is the rule of survival in the Star Force Era.

Those who have mastered powerful power and Xingli technology have everything in this world.

"Wei Hailong, you violated the actual combat assessment rules and cheated for personal gains. Now you are going to be adjudicated. What else do you have to say?" The arbitrator saw that things were almost done, and he was about to end the arbitration.

This is actually a cutscene. After a few big guys met and talked outside the court, the matter was decided long ago.

Wei Hailong replied: "The winning team in the actual combat assessment was not determined by me alone. I was also instigated by others."

"Who is it? Confession, if you are not the chief envoy, you can mitigate your crime." The arbitrator asked.

"This person is right there."

"Who is the chief envoy? The bailiff, go and bring people to the trial bench."

The arbitrator looked around and found that there were still a lot of people in the audience. He repeated: "Who is the main envoy? Stand up by yourself, I can treat it as a surrender, and resisting the crime will only be more serious."

At this moment.

An old man stood up from the auditorium, stepped down the steps, walked all the way to the trial stand, sat in the chair next to Fang Yuan, crossed his fingers, and waited for the trial.

"It's me, try it."

The arbitrator saw the old man sitting in the trial seat, and the hammer in his hand fell to the table with a clang.

He didn't recognize who the old man was, but he recognized the navy coat he was wearing.

The three stars on the epaulettes of the navy coat and the medallions on his chest can blind him.

This is impressively an admiral.

The arbitrator suddenly found himself to be finished.