Chapter 1315 Goodwill

"Is there something good? I always feel a bit ominous."

But at this time, since the elder asked, Lu Pingping would naturally not refuse.

Of course, it also has something to do with the fact that he has killed too many people recently and it is best to show up less.

"It's a personal invitation from His Excellency Wang Sixiang."

Wang homesick? Who is that, the eighth-level phosphorus spreader?

Lu Ping'an thought of that person, whom he had met more than half a year ago. When the development zone was established, this person came to cut the ribbon.

At that time, in order to check and balance him, the government specially brought in a military brigadier general. Looking back now, doesn't this mean that this guy is very restless?

The existence of two strong men at the rule level is the greatest confidence for the phosphorus spreaders in this area. Even though the phosphorus spreaders are indeed quite honest now, only high-level force is here. Any decision made by local officials must first consider their ideas. .

In a sense, the officials of the ancient city were a little out of touch. They may not have considered that the phosphorus spreaders could set up two regular levels in this third- and fourth-tier city without being able to form local armed forces.

"Is he in the ancient city? Oh, I'll go right away."

Since it was an invitation from an elder, and to some extent still an ally from the past, Lu Pingan would certainly not refuse.

But it’s hard to say what to talk about now.

"Do you need me to come with you?"

"No, that's enough, thank you."

It seemed like a simple inquiry, but Lu Pingping smiled and thanked him.

In the past, Wang Sixiang was not in the ancient city most of the time, but only traveled back and forth to several nearby desert phosphorus-spreading settlements. However, he actually had a transcendent status. An eighth-level identity was placed here, so managers everywhere must treat it with caution.

Then, in the relevant negotiations, the party that throws the towel will naturally be in a weak position.

But now, there is no problem at all with someone on the road. At least, looking straight up.

"Lulu, you are quite busy too, please take a rest."

And Lulu took the initiative to ask if she wanted to follow, but she didn't just "follow here". Instead, she faced an eighth-level person with another eighth-level person as her platform.

But Lu Pingan still refused, not only because he felt it was not necessary, but also because of their respective positions.

Although Lu Lu is Lu Ping'an's disciple in name and substance, her first identity is always the generalissimo of the Mercury 42 Salvation Army and the leader of a race.

Lu Ping'an has his own position (human), and Wang Sixiang also has his own (phosphorus-spreading person). If you involve Lulu (the long-hand tribe) in front of you, it will easily create the impression that "two tribes suppress one tribe". Lu was understanding all this and still made judgments and decisions. Lu Ping'an was very moved, and then refused directly.

"Don't worry, we should have a good conversation."

Lu Ping'an's premonition soon turned into reality.

In a seemingly high-end teahouse, Lu Pingan met this gorgeously dressed "Prince".

Just like the origin of the "king" in the two local names of Wang Xi'er and Wang Sixiang, this middle-aged man wearing the traditional costume of the Saphos tribe is also a "prince". He is dressed differently from the "ordinary people" dressed in previous announcements. , this time his bracelets, rings, and anklets all carried quite dangerous power fluctuations.

The strength of a transcendent or a professional may not necessarily be linked to the equipment, but if it is still worth wearing on a battlefield of this level, it is not ordinary.

But in the eyes of Mr. Lu who was sitting cross-legged across from him, the person in front of him was completely different from the one he had just met.

At that time, he felt "unexpectedly ordinary", but now, black fragments appear in the blood-red pupils from time to time, and the whole person sits cross-legged opposite, giving him the feeling of a napping evil dragon.

The private room on the second floor was quite soundproof, and the two of them just looked at each other silently, but said nothing.

".You're probably tired of hearing this, but it's true that 'life is scary'."

As a guest, Wang Sixiang took a sip of water pipe and put down his smoking device.

". It should be just a quasi-golden (rule). I actually feel a slight threat from you. If I try to kill you at this distance, I may pay a certain price."

Facing a veteran eighth-level player against a sixth-level player, he actually felt threatened. Even Wang Sixiang himself couldn't ignore it.

He looked at Lu Ping'an as if a ferocious beast saw a "poisonous scorpion". Or the ferocious beast could crush the poisonous scorpion with its size advantage, but once it stung the opponent's poisonous tail, it would probably cause severe pain and discomfort, and it might even cause Death from poison.

"Your induction may be wrong. I don't think you can succeed."

Lu Pingan smiled and told the "big truth".

"Haha, really?" The room was silent again, and a trace of black light flashed through Wang Sixiang's red pupils.

Lu Ping'an just picked up the tea cup, smiled and tasted the aroma of tea in his mouth, which surprised him.

"It's really good. It must be a high-priced product. Hehe, I was too young to know how to taste tea and couldn't afford good tea. Now I have money and know the quality of tea, but I don't have the mood or time to taste tea."

"This is the secret recipe of the royal family. Just kidding. You can't take it seriously. It's just the best first-class product in the world. You can take two kilograms back with you later."

Seemingly insignificant words are also temptations and "respect" between each other.

Wang Sixiang, who had a plain face, was actually surprised. He had repeatedly re-evaluated the upstart Lu Ping'an, but when he was in front of him, he realized that he had underestimated him again.

The prince did not feel offended by the other party's "confidence". Spiritual intuition is one aspect, and a real fight is another aspect. How could a person who can be chosen as a spokesperson by quasi-gods not have two skills?

"You're making it a little difficult for me."

The mediocrity of the past was gone, and the prince, who was as handsome as a snake, said lightly.

"Isn't this a good thing? A win-win situation can only lead to long-term cooperation. Your people are all here. You must not just want to eat and leave, right?"

"That's not necessarily the case."

The probing words never stopped, but Lu Pingan's confidence must make Wang Sixiang think more about it.

Whose bargaining chips and price? Wang Sixiang's invitation to Lu Ping'an before was not without goodwill. Rather, it was quite difficult for you to refuse such goodwill, which was equivalent to a clearly arranged "gift".

This is what the old strong men are like, especially the old men who come from this kind of "primitive royal society". They are used to arranging the future for the "juniors" and are used to solving problems with force.

"Originally, I thought Xi'er would be a good match for you, but now it seems that she may not be good enough for you."

Political marriage is also the most common method used by this veteran.

As for whether he will refuse? "Marriage" is just a means of forming an alliance and bundling interests, as long as each other maintains dignity. In Lao Gu's view, this is indeed a "goodwill" and "good thing".

From the perspective of this kind of royal family, it is normal for elders to arrange political marriages for younger ones, and it is a friendly expression of "pulling you along to play".

But what feels prickly now is that when Wang Sixiang really faced it, he realized that Lu Pingan might not be a fry, but a Wolong who could transform at any time. Give Lu Pingan a few years, and he really dared to face the eighth level alone.

As a result, the originally arranged means will no longer work.

You must consider whether you want to force a marriage with a being who may not be weaker than yourself in the future. If you are not careful, it will become a humiliation, a good thing will turn into a bad thing, and there will be endless troubles.

"Wang Xi'er? Well, she agreed?" Lu Ping'an was a little surprised. He had a good impression of that woman, but it had nothing to do with men and women, and he felt that the opposite should be the same.

Although the two of them get along well, there is a huge gap in their birth and values. Being friends and partners is good, but being a couple? I don't want to cause trouble for myself.

"I haven't told her yet, but I think she won't refuse." The person opposite had an indifferent expression, arranging the fate of others as if it were a matter of course.

Lu Ping'an smiled and said nothing more. He just confirmed that he was indeed not used to this old guy's style.

If you don't have the ability to show it, now you are not talking about cooperation, but you are talking about "acquisition" in the name of marriage.

"Or, we can change the angle and talk about how to cooperate. You should have talked with my disciple, right?"

Hearing this, Wang Sixiang also showed an expression that seemed to be choked.

He had seen Lu Lu, and he really didn't expect that "monster" was actually trained by the young man in front of him. Just that "existence" greatly enhanced the evaluation of the young man in front of him.

Lu Ping'an just put forward his own "suggestion".

"I wonder if you have any ideas about Mercury 42. Perhaps there should be a god belonging to the phosphorus-spreading people there."