Chapter 647: Please Don't Leave My Side

Even if there is one less member, there may be a lack of combat effectiveness, but no matter from which point of view, for the task of protecting the Son of Heaven, the Night Death does not have any passive slackness, so the Son of Heaven naturally has nothing to criticize about this. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And, when the man said, 'As long as I'm here, you'll be fine.'" Such conclusive words came out, and it was too rude for women to question this, and the Son of Heaven was also a woman, and he was quite knowledgeable.

What's more, when Ye Di said this in a serious and confident tone, the Son of Heaven couldn't help but have a feeling of believing and trusting.

"By the way, did Mr. Nightshade and Mr. Howaki have a disagreement in the past? Or did it come out yesterday? "The Holy Son of Heaven is still very good at observing words and feelings, yesterday he was quite unkind to the Night Death, and today the entire Holy Residence Guards have a straight face, even the whitewashed smirk is gone, on the contrary, the Night Death is not impressed, even ordinary people can see the signs of this antagonism.

But Nightshade simply shook his head, "No, no. ”

First of all, even if she confessed to the Son of Heaven about the ambitions of the Howa Zhuoren and the deeds she had done, it only bothered her;

Secondly, if you deliberately show hostility towards Howaki Takuto, it will make the person with too much self-consciousness feel that he is a tricky person, so of course Nightshade will ignore these people.

After two hours of jolting in a luxurious Lincoln sedan, the group finally arrived at their destination.

Nightshade stepped out of the extended Lincoln car, listened to the crisp cries coming from the flowers, and looked up at the huge building in front of him.

The place where the rulers of the two regions met informally was in the 86-storey supertall hotel.

It is said to be located alongside the embassies of each region and is often used as a refuge for dignitaries.

In the aftermath of the Great Gastrea, all countries of the world were invaded by Gastrea, and the usable land area was greatly reduced, necessitating the construction of high-rise buildings to accommodate a large number of people.

Since the enactment of the law stipulating preferential property tax treatment for vertical expansion of buildings, a large number of supertall buildings have been erected at lightning speed, and buildings in the Tokyo area that are much taller than the Tokyo World Tree have long been abounding.

"Nightfall, work hard."

Nightshade waved at Yanzhu, who was waving to this side in Lincoln's car, and then followed the white-clothed girl walking in front, behind the Son of Heaven.

Her white gown, which resembled a wedding dress, showed her shoulders generously, and her slender shoulders were gracefully curved under the graceful lotus steps.

"Do you need to leave little Yanzhu in the car? It would be safer to have her. ”

"You can't bring a child to such a formal setting."

Nightshade shrugged her shoulders and said, Little Lori doesn't know how to control her emotions, it wouldn't be good if she was unhappy and gave an iron fist to the other party's leader during the negotiation, although Nightshade would probably only cheer for her at that time, and then stand in front of her.

The Son of Heaven walked through the turnstrum, explaining his intentions to the front desk of the luxury hotel, which was obviously reserved for dignitaries.

The news of the arrival of the Son of Heaven was immediately conveyed to the manager, and the manager, who was sincerely frightened, nervously took the key and solemnly placed it in the hand of the Son of Heaven. The Son of Heaven smiled lightly and thanked him, and the manager showed a smug smile.

Walk into the elevator, insert the key you have in and twist it into the keyhole, and then press the top button that was originally hidden. I feel a faint sense of oppression that I can't get used to no matter how many times I do it, as if I have been forcibly pressed by someone, and the antique indicator clicks to show the numbers.

“…… I said, don't you really know Qi Wu's motive for inviting you to informal talks? ”

"Yes, it's not clear at all. It's better to say ......"

The Son of Heaven glanced at the Nightfall.

"I have never met President Qi Wuda."

"Oh." Nightshade nodded. Listening to her explanation, maybe that's really the case.

Since Tokyo was renamed the Tokyo Regional Forty-Three Districts, it has been several generations.

The first generation of the defeated Tokyo was rebuilt and renamed the Tokyo area, and the second generation died of illness less than a year after ascending the throne. And the girl in front of her should only be a first-year student as a politician.

But even so, she works very hard to bring a happy living system to everyone in the Tokyo area, including the 'Plundered Generation' and the 'Cursed Child'.

In order to maintain an elegant and beautiful image, the swan struggles to flutter its feet underwater.

The Son of Heaven has also put a considerable effort into making himself a qualified leader of the new generation, and even those who don't often pay attention to her night death can guarantee this.

Nightshade lifted her gaze to look at the topmost floor.

Although it is informal, the other party should not be stupid enough to set a trap in the meeting venue, and for now it is better to think about how to fulfill their commission.

At this time, the Son of Heaven suddenly looked at the night with anxiety. "Please don't leave my side."

"Yes, yes." Nightshade reluctantly said again, girls are like this, no matter how many times you say it, it's not enough to guarantee.

She was a little angry and pointed her index finger at the tip of his nose.

"Also, I hope that Mr. Nightshade can restrain his poisonous tongue and tease this bad problem. Although Mr. Tiantong was not angry, but President Qi Wu was that kind of Adolf? Hitler's fanatical personality does not allow others to say a word against him. ”

The Son of Heaven seems to have forgotten that he is the one who is most often ridiculed by the poisonous tongue of the Nightfall.

"Hey, if it's really okay, how could I say something like that." Nightshade pursed his lips, and said that the poisonous tongue was to make the other party understand the cruelty of society, and this was for their good. Nightshade couldn't help but sigh that his painstaking efforts were not understood.

After a while, the floor indexer stopped at the top floor, and the door of the elevator opened with a heavy sound, and the first thing that greeted me was a blue sky, which was really surprising.

The semi-circular roof is made of transparent hexagonal tempered glass, giving the illusion of infinite stretching.

Rather than a hotel room, it's more like a private room with a reception table and chairs on the top floor belvedere of a high-rise building.

Standing next to the elevator, maintaining an upright posture and bowing deeply, most of them were Qi Wu's guards.

A white-haired man sat on a strangely designed sofa with his back to this side, staring at six paper displays.

Just by a back, people understand his identity. After a while, the man got up from the couch and looked back.