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In the specially customized stretch car, listening to the busy tone on the phone, Dabinite looked hideous, reached out sharply, and slammed the mobile phone in his hand on the window. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The mobile phone bounced back violently after close contact with the bulletproof car window, hitting Dabinit's face directly, and the whole person had already left the angry Mr. Senator screamed in pain, covering his face, and his eyes became more and more cruel and resentful.

He knew very well that after a short phone call, he and Scana had completely broken down.

The other party was not the slightest interested in the favorable conditions he offered, and directly chose to refuse.

This also means that his chief think-tank, Erwin, cannot be saved, and it also means that at least one-third of the forces of the Dabinite group will fall into an embarrassing state of immobility.

Strength is greatly damaged!

This is the result that Dabinite is not willing to accept in any case.

The Hovington Group is the most powerful political group in the United States today, even stronger than the Ulysses Group, one-third of the force, in such a chaotic situation in the United States, it is qualified to stand on its own as a fourth force, this kind of power, Dabinite simply cannot afford to lose.

And this time, he and Ulysses and the Comoria clan divided the Hovington Group, and it seemed that he could make up for most of the lost one-third of the forces, but in fact, because of Komoria's strong entry into the United States, in his negotiations with Ulysses, a considerable part of the important positions of the Hovington Group were given to Komoria, and the one-third that he and Ulysses could get was really a lot, and there was no way to compare with the one-third of the strength of his own group.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if his losses can be completely compensated, what is the use? It is nothing more than to maintain a single loss, but Ulysses's power has risen greatly, and under the growth of one another, Dabinit's influence will definitely decline rapidly.

In today's situation, it is completely impossible for Ulysses to continue to be re-elected as president, even if he unifies the political forces of the United States, it is impossible, at least the people will not agree, the first time the war ends, there is no doubt that Ulysses will step down, and there seems to be no suspense about Dabinit's ascension to the throne at present, but what he cares about is what will happen after he becomes president.

What the is he facing when he becomes president?

A Ulysses group that is stronger than the Darbinite group after absorbing the Hovington group.

An Atlas group that can certainly gain a foothold with the help of the war and has outstanding prestige in the military and secret service system.

There is also a Komoria clan whose strength and influence are no worse than those of the Atlas Group.

In such a situation, it is conceivable how difficult it will be for him, the president, to do it.

What Dabinite wants to do is a strong president, and he will do nothing, especially after the war, in the era when everything is in ruins, a strong president who can make a name for himself can definitely leave a name in history, but now it seems that he should not be said to be famous in history, even if he ascends the presidential throne, he doesn't have to do anything, just balancing several big forces will waste most of his time.

If you want to change this situation, you can't lose a third of the power in your own group no matter what.

Otherwise, he might not have done as well as Ulysses.

Rubbing his swollen and aching face, Dabinite gritted his teeth and inadvertently pressed his fingers on the phone, only to find that the phone with a badly damaged shell was still usable, he hesitated and dialed Skarna's phone again.

He can't give up and keep trying.

Dabinite took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, even squeezing a smile into the corners of his mouth.

This time, he decided to lower his posture, even if it was begging, he had to let Erwin come back.

Originally, in his plan, the conditions he gave Skarna were generous enough, hundreds of millions of dollars, the glory and wealth of other countries, he gave everything he could, and he could only accept Skana's current situation.

Originally, if the war in Dark Town met expectations, he could have kept Skarna in the United States or even kept his position, but the counterattack war in Dark Town was really disgusting, and now the defeat of tens of thousands of American troops and the Hurricane Legion was all counted on Scana and Tegras, and it was impossible for the American people to accept such a person as a high-ranking military even if they were idiots, so sending Scana away was already all that Dabinite could do after the war.

But Skarner still wants to stay in the United States and enjoy his power!

This bastard who doesn't know where to go or what to do.

Dabinite held the mobile phone and subconsciously gritted his teeth, he had already decided to take a step back, Skarna wanted power? Give it to him! But not for the time being, he will temporarily send Skarna out of the United States, and after the war is over, he is trying to find a way to get him back to become a high-level military official, in order to make Scana believe in his sincerity, he is even willing to sign an urgent secret agreement, as for how to let Skarna come back after the war, the current Dabinite can't care about that at all, he can only take one step at a time.

Dabinit's mind was full of anticipation for the rest of the conversation, knowing that it was interrupted by a cold electronic tone.

Shutdown!

Skarna is shut down.

This resolute attitude completely shattered all of Dabinit's optimistic expectations, and Mr. Councilor's eyes instantly turned red, and he felt a stream of blood rush through his throat and directly to his mouth.

"Goo-dong!"

Dabinite gritted his teeth, swallowed back the blood that had surged to his mouth, wiped away the blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth, and hit Tegras directly.

Tegras.

Skarna.

The two are now grasshoppers on the same line, and if they find Tegrath, they will be able to find Skarna.

Even Dabinite has decided in his heart that as long as the other party is willing to let Erwin go, the promise he made to Scana can also be made to Teglas.

Gritting his teeth, Dabinite dialed the phone directly, and then put the phone to his ear, waiting a little nervously.

If Tegras's mobile phone is also turned off, then he really has no choice, the press conference in Victory Square in Philadelphia is about to start, and it is impossible for him to fly to Austin at this time, and at the press conference, he must make a clear statement on the issue of Scana and Tegras, otherwise Ulysses will never agree, and once he makes a statement, there will be almost no suspense about Erwin's safety, and he will not be able to return to heaven even if he is a god.

The call went through without any problems.

One, two...

Dabinite breathed a sigh of relief and began to quickly adjust his mindset.

"Hey, I'm Teglas. ”

The phone rang a few times, and it was directly connected, and Tegras's deep but slightly strange hoarse voice rang.

"Hey, Governor Teglas, I'm going to see Admiral Skana, yes, something very important, please tell him, there are some things we can talk about until we are both satisfied. ”

Before Tegras could finish speaking, Dabinit had already hurriedly spoken.

There was silence on the other end of the line.

Dabinit's heart also sank as the other party was silent.

"Mr. Councillor..."

After a full two minutes, Tegras, who had been silent, sighed softly and said in a somewhat complicated tone: "It's useless. ”

"It's useless?!How can it be useless?!Tell Skarna that I promised him his terms, and we can sign a secret agreement!How can it be useless?!"

Dabinite suddenly became furious, and roared hysterically.

"I know what you want, but I'm sorry, it's all late, Erwin, it's dead. ”

On the phone, Tegras spoke in a flat tone.

"Late?"

Dabinite was struck by lightning, and the whole person stayed there, muttering to himself.

At the same time.

In the Austin Governor's Mansion, Tegras hung up the phone in his hand with a silent expression.

Perhaps Dabinite will never know that what he said was late, not the phone call he was referring to, but about half a month ago, his position towards the emperor and the imperial family suddenly changed.

If his position had not changed, Erwin would not have become the Tygras he is now.

From that moment on, the chief thinker beside Dabinite was dead.

With his phone still on the couch, Tegras picked up his glass and drank the red wine from the glass.

Dabinit's position can change.

But Qianyin's position will never change!