Chapter 936 Do You Think This Is a Coincidence? (Thanks to the Leader of Gsshen)

There was no possibility of change, and no room for relaxation for the embarrassed old man in front of him.

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

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

What happens next will make no difference whether you have a bad attitude or a polite and gentle attitude.

There are only two choices left for the other party.

Yes or no.

This represents the fundamental position of the Tower of Ivory as the orthodox inheritance of the Republic of China. At the same time, it is also a crucial first step in the reconstruction of the Kingdom of Heaven’s genealogy!

If you encounter setbacks here, then the rest will be a joke. It's as if if Huaishi hadn't taken the first step towards the Ivory Tower now, nothing that follows would exist.

Rome, the Russian Federation, Eastern Xia, Egypt, and even the Americas... the five permanent members and the five major genealogies, as well as the whole world, and even the remnants of the once ideal nation, are all paying attention to their actions.

Holding the chips in hand, witnessing their actions.

And is it necessary to reconstruct the genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven that even a Las Vegas sleazy guy can’t figure out? Wouldn't it be better to go back early to wash up and sleep?

It is absolutely impossible to retreat.

There is only one choice left for Huaishi, and that is to win.

Must win.

You must win beautifully and win so hard that people are speechless!

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

But Russell was not afraid at all. He didn't seem to be worried at all. He just sat next to him and quietly enjoyed his performance.

Confident and expectant.

In the silence, only Douglas's hoarse breathing could be heard.

"It seems that the Ivory Tower wants to take advantage of us first?" He seemed to have finally understood all this and couldn't help but sneer: "Aren't you afraid of breaking your teeth?"

Huai Shi grinned, whether it was mockery or simply wanting to show off two rows of neat, white teeth: "It's not a tower of ivory, it's a pedigree of the Kingdom of Heaven."

"Las Vegas will never let others take advantage of it——"

"Then stand up and resist."

Huai Shi solemnly suggested: "Mobile your connections, squander your money, hire your troops, recruit your lackeys, and prepare your troops and horses to be ready.

Before then, close your city, close 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 come and get it?"

Huaishi laughed softly: "This can be regarded as a kind of death."

Just like the bubble Russell once mocked.

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

Casinos, erotic services, luxury goods... insatiable desires and never enough money...

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

Relying on its unique position and seizing unprecedented opportunities, the city of desire built was not a place where people could belong from the beginning.

It's too easy to destroy this city.

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

Without any other external force or soldiers, this city gathered together because of desire will collapse because of desire.

It is true that in the current situation, Ivory Tower is difficult to implement.

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

Even if they have abundant financial resources, even if they have many treasure troves.

"It seems you understand this better than I do, 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 face the ending. You are unable to pay the accounts you have owed, and you are unable to face the tragic consequences.

Because wealth and interests are combined together, you think you are an alliance, but in fact you are just a grasshopper tied to a rope. As soon as the flames start to ignite, you will drag the burned rope and go your separate ways..."

"Russell is unwilling to negotiate with you because there were no difficulties in this negotiation from the beginning. You thought that we would be able to defeat the enemy just by dying together, but from the beginning to the end, we only needed you to express our determination!"

He paused for a final moment to tell them.

"Now, you can give your answers——"

He asked coldly: "When will the war between us start? A month, a week? Or - now?"

In the dead silence, Douglas's expression twitched, as if he had 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 lasts."

At that moment, Douglas's tense body relaxed and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Russell tilted his head and lit his third cigar of the day. He was not surprised at all by what unfolded in front of him. On the contrary, he had expected it. After all, no one in the world is so big-hearted that they dare to let them jump at the door repeatedly.

Only Huai Shi's expression froze.

His eyes were so complicated that it was difficult to describe.

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

"Long time no see, Liz."

He said, "Are you okay?"

The girl who walked grandly into the vault looked indifferent, wearing a red dress that represented noble blood, as if she was 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're having a bad time."

"Everything is unpredictable, isn't it?"

Huai Shi shrugged and turned to glare at Russell, suspecting that this was what the old bastard expected. But Russell turned into a polar bear again, with an innocent face, as if the bear didn't know what you were talking about, which made people itchy.

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

Liz sat down at the other end of the long table, took over the negotiating position as a matter of course, and told Huai Shi: "We will never give away even half of our rights in our territory."

This was Douglas's lifeline.

Reinforcements from the American lineage.

After lobbying many parliamentarians and noble blood, and promising many benefits and rewards, the blessing was obtained!

By mistake, the person Huai Shi least wanted to face was invited.

This is the worst possible outcome.

Under Liz's chilling gaze, Huai Shi looked away guiltily.

Bow to the victim.

But before Douglas had time to rejoice at Huai Shi's show of weakness, he heard the voice from the other side: "We are old acquaintances and have experienced so much together. Don't you want to avoid it because of the interests involved?"

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

She looked back at Liz next to her in astonishment, and then at Huai Shi's helpless look. The more she looked at it... why did she feel something was wrong?

That kind of scumbag look with calmness in the guilt, and this serious look with recognition in the resentment.

These two people seem, seem, maybe... have a problem? !

"taboo?"

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

"I have a conscience. I still have to avoid taboos when I should." Huai Shi sighed and spread his hands: "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. They are very skilled. In five minutes, your head can be turned into a wine glass." That kind of thing.”

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

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

He said teasingly: "Or...American genealogy?"

"As an American noble blood, I have been given full authority to handle this matter." Liz said calmly, "What I said is equivalent to what the American pedigree said -"

"Do you think this is a coincidence?"

Huaishi spreads his hands.

He glanced meaningfully at Russell behind him: Does this old bastard look familiar to you?

How come these days, everyone has exactly the same ideas and routines, yet they don’t care about such a big thing themselves, yet they still need to find an agent?

In such an understatement, the task of establishing the future relationship between the American lineage and the heavenly lineage was casually handed over to the hands of two new generations.

It's too big-hearted.

Russell, on the other hand, was still in great condition, smoking, drinking beer, and got a bucket of popcorn from who knows where, and was already in a state of watching the show with great interest.

As if watching the excitement is not a big deal: ‘Let’s fight, let’s fight! ’

It's really unreliable to count on this old guy.

Huai Shi shook his head, sighed, and said to Liz: "In that case, it seems that I can bypass you and talk to higher-level people."

"There is no higher level, Huaishi." Liz retorted indifferently, "I am the only one who can talk to you."

"No, there is."

Huai Shi held up the lighted screen of her phone with her fingers. On the screen, a phone number was spinning with Huai Shi's fingertips.

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

Liz's expression froze, and then became more solemn.

Because at the top of the number page, that overly young face was smiling proudly through the screen.

"How is your uncle Mr. Izzy?"

Huai Shi asked with concern: "We are old acquaintances... Speaking of which, I never expected that the high priest of the living god Mamakilia would condescend to become my friend.

You see, Liz, we have a connection in strange places. "

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

"But he's easy to talk to!"

Huai Shi sighed: "That's the difference, Liz, since we are talking to the American genealogy, why don't I talk to Mr. Izzy? Whether the negotiation is successful or not, the friendship between the two of us will improve."

"But on the other hand, I'm afraid you won't feel better, right?"