Apocalyptic Forecast

There is no possibility of turning around, and there is no room for relaxation for the old man pretending to be embarrassed.

When Huai Shi sat at the negotiating table, no, earlier than that.

When the old ghost in front of him thought he was content to offer these ‘sincerity’, even when Russell took Huai Shi off the plane and came to this city, all this was doomed.

After that, there will be no difference whether it is a bad attitude or polite and gentle.

There are only two choices left to the other party.

Yes or no.

This represents the fundamental position of the ivory tower as the orthodox inheritance of the Utopia, and at the same time, it is also a crucial first step in the reconstruction of the heavenly genealogy!

If you encounter setbacks here, then the rest is simply a joke. It's like if Huai Shi didn't sell the first step for the tower of ivory in the present situation, everything after that would not exist.

Rome, the Russian Federation, Eastern Xia, Egypt, and even the Americas... The Five Constants and the Five Great Genealogy, as well as the rest of the world, and even the remnants of the once-ideal country, are watching their actions.

Holding a bargaining chip in hand, witnessing their deeds.

And is it necessary to rebuild a heavenly pedigree that even Las Vegas Lai can't handle? Wouldn't it be better to go back early to wash and sleep?

It is absolutely impossible to retreat.

There is only one choice left to Huai Shi, and that is to win.

Must win.

You must win beautifully, and you have nothing to say about winning!

Otherwise, no matter how much money you get, it's just a tangled fare for the loser to go home.

But Russell was not afraid at all, as if he was not worried at all, just sitting next to him, quietly enjoying his performance.

Full of confidence and expectation.

In the silence, only Douglas gasped hoarsely.

"It seems that the Tower of Ivory wants to use us first?" He seemed to have finally figured out all this and couldn't help sneering: "Are you not afraid of breaking your teeth?"

Huai Shi grinned, not knowing whether it was mocking, or simply wanting to show two neat white teeth: "It's not a tower of ivory, it's a lineage of heaven."

"Las Vegas will never be slaughtered--"

"Then stand up and resist."

Huai Shi's solemn suggestion: "Activate your contacts, squander your money, hire your army, recruit your lackeys, be strong and hard-hearted, and wait for you.

Before that, close your city, shut down your shops, stop your business, tell every resident here what they will face, and tell everyone who comes here what will be here. "

"Destroy everything you have before we get it?"

Huai Shi laughed softly: "This is also a kind of jade and stone."

It's like the bubble that Russell once mocked.

Even if Huai Shi longed for prosperity and prosperity from the heart, she never thought that everything in Danbo would become like this.

Casinos, pornographic services, luxury goods...unsatisfied desires and never enough money...

This is not a city, but a huge adult amusement park, a dream workshop built to satisfy people's desires.

Relying on his unique position and seizing an unprecedented opportunity, the city of desire built from the very beginning is not a place where people can belong.

It is too simple to destroy this city.

It is so simple that there is no need for war at all. It is enough to just need a signal that war is coming.

No need for other external forces or a single soldier, this city gathered because of desire will also collapse because of desire.

It is true that in the present situation, the ivory tower is difficult to use.

But when Huai Shi pushes them to the edge of the cliff, they will understand that once the war begins, whether they succeed or fail, they have already lost.

Even if their financial resources are abundant, even if their treasure trove is numerous.

"It seems you understand this better than me, don't you?"

Huai Shi stared at the old man and looked at the people behind him: "You are neither willing to bear the consequences, nor to face the ending. You cannot pay the accounts you owed, and you cannot face the tragic results.

Because of the combination of wealth and interest, you think you are an alliance, but in fact they are nothing more than grasshoppers tied to a rope. As soon as the flame starts to ignite, you will drag the burnt rope and run to each other..."

"Russell is unwilling to negotiate with you, because this negotiation has not had any problems from the beginning. You think that burning jade and stone can make us cast a rat, but from beginning to end, we only need you to express our determination!"

He paused for a moment and told them.

"Now, everyone can give answers—"

He asked indifferently: "When did the war between us begin? One month, one week? Or-now?"

In the dead silence, Douglas's expression twitched, as if finally made up his mind for a long time.

Close your eyes.

"There will be no war, Huai Shi."

When the door burst open, a familiar voice sounded: "As long as America survives for one day."

At that moment, Douglas's tight body relaxed, and he took a breath.

Russell tilted his head and lit the third cigar today. He was not surprised at the unfolding in front of him at all, but he had expected it. After all, there is no pedigree in the world that is big enough to dare to make them jump repeatedly at the door.

Only Huai Shi's expression stagnated.

The look in his eyes is complicated and unspeakable.

After a long time, he rubbed his eyebrows and sighed softly.

"Long time no see, Liz."

He said, "Are you okay?"

The girl who entered the vault grandly and grandiosely looked indifferent, dressed in a red dress that represented precious blood, as if patrolling in her own territory, arrogantly overlooking everything in front of her.

"I'm fine." She said from the bottom of her heart, "but I hope you are not doing well."

"The world is unpredictable, isn't it?"

Huai Shi shrugged and looked back at Russell, suspecting that this was also what the old **** had expected. But Russell turned into a polar bear again, with an innocent face, as if raging didn't know what you were talking about, and his teeth tickled.

"The Americas respect the ideas and decisions of the Ivory Tower, but will never allow the Astronomical Society to violate the amendment and interfere in current domestic affairs."

Liz sat down at the other end of the long table, and of course took over the negotiating position, telling Huai Shi: "We will never give up half of our rights in our territory."

This is Douglas' life-saving straw.

Reinforcements from the American lineage.

After lobbying many parliamentarians and precious blood, and promising many benefits and rewards, the blessing he got!

By mistake, the person Huai Shi didn't want to face the most was invited.

This is really the worst result.

In Liz's chilling gaze, Huai Shi looked away with a guilty conscience.

Bow to the victim.

But before Douglas was overjoyed by Huai Shi’s weak performance, he heard the opposite voice: “We are old acquaintances and we have experienced so much together. Don’t you avoid it because of the interests?

For a moment, the old man's smile stiffened on his face.

I looked back at Liz in amazement, and looked at Huai Shi's helpless look. The more I look at it...how does it feel wrong?

There was a calm look in the eyes of a scumbag in the guilt, and a serious expression with approval in this resentment.

These two people, it seems, it seems, maybe... have a problem? !

"taboo?"

Liz sneered: "Huai Shi, do you still need to avoid anything when you do things?"

"I have a conscience. When I should avoid it, I still have to avoid it." Huai Shi sighed, spreading her hands: "If I beg for mercy, can we talk to someone else?"

"dream."

Liz leaned on the chair and looked up at him: "Would you like to change your head? I recommend you a hospital run by skinners, skilled, and your head can be turned into a wine glass in five minutes. The kind."

"So awesome? If you have time, you can talk together."

Huai Shi smiled, looked at the girl in front of him, and asked curiously: "So, who are you talking to, Liz? If I represent the heavenly genealogy, then who do you represent? The Ivy League? "

He paused and said teasingly: "Or...American pedigree?"

"As America's precious blood, I have been granted full authority to deal with this matter." Liz said indifferently, "What I said is equivalent to what the American pedigree said--"

"Do you think this is a coincidence?"

Huai Shi spread her hands and shrugged.

A meaningful glance at Russell behind him: Are you familiar with the old bastard?

In recent years, everyone's ideas and routines are exactly the same. If you don't care about such a big thing, you still need an agent?

Such an understatement would be enough to establish the future relationship between the American lineage and the heavenly lineage, and it was randomly handed over to the hands of the two new generations.

It's too big-hearted.

And Russell is still in a flaming state~www.wuxiaspot.com~, smoking, drinking beer, not knowing where to get a bucket of popcorn, and has entered the state of watching the theater enthusiastically.

It seems that it’s not too big to watch the excitement: ‘fight, fight! ’

Counting on this old guy is really unreliable.

After Huai Shi shook his head and sighed, he said to Liz: "If that's the case, I seem to be able to pass you over and talk to someone at a higher level."

"There is no higher level, Huai Shi." Liz retorted indifferently, "I will only talk to you."

"No, yes."

Huai Shi shrugged, her fingers propped up the screen of the mobile phone, on the screen, a phone number was rotating with Huai Shi's fingertips.

He said: "For me, there is more suitable..."

Liz's expression stagnated, and immediately became more solemn.

Because at the top of the number page, the overly young face is looking through the screen and smiling triumphantly.

"Is your uncle Mr. Izz okay?"

Huai Shi asked caringly: "We are old acquaintances...Speaking of which, I didn't expect that the high priest of the surviving **** Mamaquilia would be honored and become my friend.

You see, Liz, we always have some fate in strange places. "

"Then this will disappoint you, Huaishi." Liz said mockingly. "Although my uncle likes to mess around, he can't do anything about such big things."

"But he is so talkative!"

Huai Shi sighed: "That's the difference, Liz, since I'm talking about American genealogy, why don't I talk to Mr. Izzy? The talks can't be reached, and the friendship between the two of us can improve. "

He paused, smiling narrowly: "However, on the other hand, I'm afraid you won't feel better, right?"

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