The cool handsome man who came out of the mecha was not as annoyed as he imagined, but after taking a deep look at Tang Lang, he said concisely: "I will take you to meet my grandfather, I hope we have the opportunity to fight side by side!" ”

Tang Lang smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and said in the brown pupils of the young cool handsome man flashing with an unknown luster: "Believe me, you Hebrews will accept this deal." ”

The young warrior was strong enough to handle the mech, but he didn't understand that the confidence of the tough opponent in front of him could convince his grandfather's stubborn old man.

Strength can only be a part of the chips. Without 100% certainty, that stubborn old man would not put the lives of hundreds of thousands of his own clansmen on the gambling table.

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The only people who are qualified to accompany Tang Lang into Old Jacob's study, which still looks a little antique, are Owen and Little Jacob. The fat man and Chen Shi were both waiting in the living room.

The white-haired old man, who also had a hooked nose and nasolabial folds, looked a little deep, not like an old fox, but like an old and strong wolf king, under his stern gaze, the young and vigorous excellent warrior and the deep-thinking gentleman were slightly sweaty on their foreheads.

Don't look at the hundreds of people under their hands, they can be regarded as handsome for a while, but in front of this old man who has dominated the power of hundreds of thousands of Hebrews for thirty years, he is still a little immature after all. They also knew in their hearts that the so-called elders' meeting was just an opportunity for some clansmen who wanted to speak differently, and in front of this old man who was in charge of the clan's power, it was actually just a small class committee. Little Jacob's own grandson will be no exception.

Seeing that the two outstanding young people in the clan were soft, the old man turned his eyes to Tang Lang, and there was neither deep ferocity nor cunning kindness in his eyes.

"Since Your Excellency can persuade little Owen and my unsuccessful grandson to bring you to me, you naturally have a certain ability." Old Jacob's voice was gentle and firm. "However, if you only have your chips for a few starships and 1,000 mechs, there is no need to talk about this matter. If you want to do business with our people in the future, I, the Hebrews, will definitely welcome it. At the same time, I also promised that only the four people here would know about it, and there would be no fifth. ”

Obviously, the strength of the independent regiment that could impress Owen and little Jacob was not enough to impress him in front of this old man. However, he also bluntly expressed his jealousy of Tang Lang, and keeping it secret was the promise he made.

However, how much credibility this kind of verbal promise has, not to mention that Tang Lang didn't pay too much attention to it, I'm afraid even the old man himself doesn't know. So, he is very subtle and only makes promises on his own behalf, but not on behalf of the whole community.

"Grandfather, our clan can still provide 500 mechs and at least two warships!" Little Jacob was a little anxious, risking the pressure of being reprimanded again. "It's not that you can't fight Joey."

But this time, he was pulled by Owen without a trace.

For businessmen, a seemingly categorical refusal may not be a refusal, but a gesture of asking for chips. For the Hilbers, whose business philosophy is deeply rooted in their bones, even the future of the nation is nothing more than a big business. If you win, the ethnic group can get more prosperous development, and if you lose, you will naturally have to start all over again, and that's it.

Thousands of years ago, the ancestors of the Hilbers did just that. They succeeded, and they had a piece of land for all the Hirbers to live on. But in the ensuing starry sky gambling, they lost, so there was nothing, and the clansmen had to live in deep space.

"Patriarch Jacob, what I showed Mr. Owen earlier was just to obtain the qualification to come here to see you, so naturally I can't get into your eyes." Tang Lang smiled faintly. "But I have to regret to tell you that this is indeed all the current strength of my Southwest Independent Regiment."

"In that case, I can only regret to say, I'm sorry, my clan can't cooperate with Your Excellency." Old Jacob's face was gloomy. "For the sake of Your Excellency's travel of thousands of miles, I can remind you that Joey attacked our clan this time, I'm afraid it was not because of greed for money, but because of other reasons, there may be a more distant black hand behind it, and the strength is definitely not as simple as it seems."

"That's it, Owen, send off the guest on my behalf!" Old Jacob dropped a sentence and turned around with great determination.

Tang Lang didn't move, he was rejected like this, and there was no anger in his eyes, but a hint of appreciation. This old patriarch of the Hilbers may not be suitable to be a comrade-in-arms, but he is definitely qualified to be an ally.

After the negotiation opponent did not attract his own bargaining chips, he decisively terminated the negotiation and never dragged his feet. At the same time, it also comes with an important piece of information, which seems to be that business is not benevolent, but there is great wisdom in it.

On the surface, Tang Lang and his people went to find trouble with Joey, and the biggest beneficiary was naturally the Silbers. Old Jacob didn't need to tell Tang Lang this information, and waited for the two mussels to compete for the fisherman's profits. This is the most normal kind of psychology.

But that's what he said. Tang Lang knew that he was leaving a way back for the Silbers, and compared to Joey's murderers who didn't blink an eye, he was more willing to gamble on his natural favor for the Chinese, and leave a way back for the Silbers without affecting the general policy within the clan.

If the Hilbers were really going to be forced to the bottom that day, Tang Lang believed that a small number of Hilbers would come to find him, and this extremely important piece of information was the reward he paid in advance.

To do business and lay out the investment in the future to this point in advance, I have to say that this old Silber has been perfected.

But he was clearly wrong. Tang Lang had already taken out his chips, but he hadn't understood them for a while.

"No, Mr. Tang, I remember you weren't telling me about some Immortal Bird Legion?" Owen looked at Tang Lang, who was still in shape, and suddenly woke up. "How did it become the Southwest Independent Regiment again?"

Old Jacob stopped abruptly and turned back in disbelief.

Gu Jing Wubo's dark brown eyes, which had always been extremely calm, were full of horror: "Are you from the Southwest Federation?" ”

"Everyone from Jeppon can come to the Dark Star Domain." Tang Lang did not answer positively, but sat down with a smile. "What's so strange about people from the Southwest Federation coming here?"

Having said that, it was no longer for the two equally frightened young Hierbers to continue to participate, and as the horror in the old man's eyes gradually disappeared, the two left the study.

No one knew what the two were talking about in the study.

I only know that time is passing, and the old man occasionally bursts out from behind the heavy wooden door: "Your Excellency, this is impossible!" ”

But then, there was silence again.

An armed gang and the armed sequence of a country standing behind it are completely two different concepts, and this is a truth that even a blind person can understand.

No one knows the outcome of the negotiations either.

Tang Lang had a composure that did not match his age, and when he walked out of the study and greeted the two young Hilbers who were waiting anxiously outside the door, he couldn't see any mood fluctuations at all.

Leave as secretly as you come.

Without the summons of the old man in the study, even if it was his own grandson, the excellent young warrior did not dare to rush in and ask.

Tang Lang and the three of them did not leave the 922 celestial body immediately, but continued to return to the "sales vault" to get rid of the cloak on their bodies, and consumed a handful unscrupulously.

It can only be said that the Hilbers do business, and even if they don't order the company of a beautiful woman who costs 100 blue gold coins for a night, all kinds of fine wine and entertainment facilities you can imagine, the three of them also spend as much as 1000 blue gold coins.

In the Dark Star Field, whether it is the Southwest Federation or the Jeppen currency, it is not easy to use, there are many rare minerals here, and the extremely precious blue gold is the basic value. There are exchange places similar to banks in various large forces, 10 grams of real purified blue gold are exchanged for 1 blue gold coin, and 100 blue gold coins are converted into 1 kilogram of blue gold, if it is placed in the Southwest Federation, the value is probably as high as 100,000 credits, but here, it is just an overnight price.

"Selling the treasury" is well deserved.

It's just that the consumption of Tang Lang and the three of them is paid for by Boss Owen. The reason is simple, they don't have money. No matter how aggrieved Boss Ou is, he can't rip off the clothes of these three and sell them! Especially the clothes of the three high-level mecha masters.

The video of the three people who reappeared at the bar has already been circulated several light years away.

Is the name of the Decepticons a wasted name? After drawing a super cake for him from that strength, the big cake that the Hilbers had to win was under his strict surveillance, and the three guys with black hair and black eyes who pretended to be mysterious were in the eyeliner's surveillance range from the moment they entered the vault bar.

The few hours of disappearance seemed extremely suspicious, but the ensuing carnival of revealing his true face made the personnel in charge of intelligence research and judgment on the Lexar space station lower their vigilance.

Owen, the backstage owner of the vault, is a businessman, and it is normal to talk to him about business.

Of course, the more important reason for lifting the alarm is that the appearance of the three young people, after the analysis of the brain, is not in the category of dangerous people. The Lexar space station has existed for hundreds of years, and the most reliable thing is not starships and mechas, but the pervasive intelligence system, even in this disorderly environment, it also collects the information of most of the humans in this star field, as long as the facial features are provided, most of them can quickly locate the general information of the human.

And one of these three people is just the son of the big boss in a small mining star human gathering place on the edge of this starry sky. Looking at the appearance of his rural buns eating and drinking as soon as he "enters the city", it is still very in line with the shape of this fat head and big ears. As for the other two, it's normal that there is no information, and the information in the intelligence system is not 100% covered after all, is it?

They obviously didn't know that after entering the room, the fat man was very depressed and tore off the artificial skin on his face and complained: "Brother Lang, you too, I was originally a fat man, not to mention that I was still a fat man when I got this thing, and I became an ugly fat man." No wonder those girls don't bother me! ”

"What kind of fat person do you think?" Tang Lang was a little amused, looking at the depressed fat man.

"Naturally, it's the deity!" The fat man is confident. "Is there a fatter man in this world than me? Impossible. ”

"Whew!" Hob meat is angry. "I knew earlier, Lao Tzu would have found a fat man who could be a brother and sister with Ruhua for this product."

"In this world, it's obviously Lao Tzu who is the cutest fat man."

Tang Lang。。。。。。

One fat destroys everything, don't you two have a little bit of a count in your heart?