The already injured God Armament was completely disrupted by Long Qianxia, and the death of one big man after another plunged the entire war economy into chaos.

When things didn't happen to them, they all looked condescending and didn't care about themselves, and when things came to their heads, they began to get anxious. Their impatience was not to fight, but to negotiate, demanding immediate peace negotiations with Long Xiaoqi. Because the war not only touches their interests, but also threatens their lives.

Now that the murderer has not been caught, if it continues, no one dares to guarantee whether he will survive until tomorrow. Therefore, it is imperative to negotiate, at least to allow them to exchange space for time.

"The forces of the Armed Forces of God have lost a lot, and our lives are threatened, and we need to negotiate." A big man stared at the gentleman and said, "Maybe others will say that we are cowardly, but whoever is in this position will be timid." There are many ways to pack up the flag guards, and when a tough collision can't be achieved, why not go gentle? ”

"That's right, the negotiations are only a temporary compromise, it's nothing. When he knows that he can't control the African landscape, he will definitely beg us. Another bigwig said: "Is it very difficult to maintain a good relationship? We always like to sell, and we're all connoisseurs of selling. ”

“……”

Negotiation, all the bigwigs ask for negotiation as if they had discussed in advance. And they negotiated for a good reason, but in a softer way – and that was the most appropriate reason.

In the face of the unanimous opinion of all the bigwigs, the gentleman did not have any idea of refutation. He knew that more than half of the proposals would become facts, let alone all the proposals.

"Yes, we're going to have to negotiate, and we've got the best negotiators, and that's one of the reasons why I'm asking Hemingway to succeed Winster." The gentleman smiled and said, "But we have to find Long Qianxia now, she will be one of the important bargaining chips in our negotiations." Or after we capture Long Qianxia, we may be able to kill the flag guards without even negotiating. ”

"No matter what I do, I have to keep us safe and our interests in the end." A bigwig said in a loud voice: "If this cannot be guaranteed, then another person can be replaced to serve our common interests." Mr. Gentleman, you have to think it through yourself. ”

The bigwigs don't care so much, if your gentleman can't handle these things, then they will change to a so-called spokesperson. To put it bluntly, the gentlemen handle all affairs for them in order to ensure the interests of the bigwigs and the normal operation of the entire war economic system.

Hearing this, the gentleman nodded with a smile and accepted it humbly. But an indescribable anger rose in his heart, and he wanted to kill all these guys. A group of pigs who only know how to enjoy, but they control the interests of most of them. And he has been busy with the war economy all the time, and he has received so little.

Of course, this less is relative. The gentleman belongs to one of the management groups, and he also enjoys the dividends that many ordinary people dream of, no less than any bigwig. But he was not satisfied, he did more, and thought he deserved more.

The bigwigs left, and the gentleman's face became extremely gloomy. He pulled out his phone and dialed a string of numbers to Hemingway.

"How's the hunt for the Assassins going?" The gentleman asked.

"A search is underway." Hemingway replied.

"Don't find the Assassins, that's the key to dealing with the Flag Guards!"

"Understood!"

In the abandoned factory on the edge of the city, Hemingway hung up the satellite phone and stared at Long Qianxia standing in front of him, his brows furrowed tightly. He was very puzzled, with the strength of the other party, he could easily escape, but he was caught by himself.

This is a self-imposed trap, and Hemingway's approach puzzles.

Long Qianxia, who was facing the muzzle, opened her simple eyes and stared at Hemingway without blinking, not caring at all about the muzzles around her. She was like a little lamb who didn't understand anything, full of curiosity about the whole world, completely unaware that she had entered the countdown to death.

"What did you kill them with?" Hemingway asked.

"This." Long Qianxia took out a thin fishing line from his coat pocket and said to Hemingway: "I am a good person, a good person assassin. If they hadn't bullied me, I wouldn't have killed them! ”

Good?

Hemingway, who heard this, had a feeling that he wanted to laugh, he also thought this way when he was young, thinking that he was a good person, but when he grew up, he had a vague concept of being a good person. The girl in front of him looked innocent and harmless, but it made him feel terrified.

How strong a killer does it have to be to kill someone with a fishing line? It can be said that the real killers, even the top ones, did not kill with a fishing line, and even with similar tools, it was a sharp steel wire cast from alloy.

"You are Long Xiaoqi's sister?" Hemingway asked again.

Long Qianxia nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, you can also call me Little Sister Long." ”

"Are you sure?" Hemingway motioned for his subordinates to put down their guns, looked at Long Qianxia carefully, shook his head and said, "No, you're not, your appearance is not Chinese, but more inclined to Japanese." I know Long Xiaoqi, and his hatred of the Japanese transcends everything. You are Japanese, and your accent also has a taste of Japanese English. ”

"It used to be, but not anymore." Long Qianxia said seriously: "Once upon a time, my name was Hattori Qianxia, but my father kicked me out of the family, so I became Long Qianxia. By the way, I have a secret for you—"

"What's the secret?" Hemingway asked.

"The third sister told me that she would give birth to a little monkey for Long Xiaoqi in the future." Long Qianxia showed a touch of loss on his face, and said very aggrievedly: "But Long Xiaoqi said that I can only give birth to little devils, not little monkeys...... But why? ”

What is this? Hemingway really couldn't see through Long Qianxia standing in front of him, he felt that the Long family was a little weird.

"Can you contact Long Xiaoqi?" Hemingway asked.

"Yes!" Long Qianxia took out a mobile phone and said proudly: "I have run a global pass by myself, and I have also chosen a good mobile phone number, and the minimum consumption is only 299 per month." This time I drove myself and didn't get lost on the overpass. ”

After speaking, Long Qianxia dialed a string of numbers and handed the phone to Hemingway.

"I'm Hemingway." After taking the phone, Hemingway said his name, tried to make himself smile happily and said: "Boss, we're going to crash, hehehe......"

You always have to meet, you have to talk, and it's always good to talk to you in advance.

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