Yi Shui is having a headache and is a little depressed. Since he left home for the United States www.biquge.info his two meetings with his father have taken place at the wrong time, in the wrong place, and in the wrong way — the first time they met in the Los Angeles immigration detention facility, not only unprepared, but also beaten up by a gang of overreacted corrupt police and the Interior Service; Second......

The barracks of the American Intervention Forces stationed in Tianjin, in any case, this is by no means a suitable place for father and son to meet and confide in their family affection, and his current status is a bit sensitive, the lieutenant colonel commander of the United States Marine Corps; And what he is doing is a thousand times more sensitive than his identity.

"Bastard thing!" That's the only thing he's ever been receiving.

Yi Anping was very angry, very angry, even a little angry. Yi Shui ran away from home and went to the United States, which can be forgiven; It is understandable that he wants to marry a foreign woman—of course he does not understand and there is no way; He led American soldiers to China to seize the land of the Chinese, current affairs are like this, he does not do it, there are always people who do it, and it is acceptable to endure it; But now, he actually led the army to Beijing to force the palace and threaten the Queen Mother Lafayette, which is simply unbearable.

"You don't want to die?" Yi Anping glared at his son, whom he thought was a fool, and wanted to slap him in the face, but thinking of what happened to him in the United States last time, he gave up and decided to be a gentleman - meaning, not to use his hands. "Lead troops to threaten the Queen Mother! Is this something you can do as a stupid boy? Since ancient times, people who do this kind of thing have not ended well, not to mention far away, thinking about the ...... Uh, I want to ...... back then."

He was stuck.

Yi Shui knew the reason: his father was not a knowledgeable person, did not understand modern science, and did not understand history, and of course there was no way to give him an example. But he couldn't say anything, he couldn't laugh, he could only listen carefully.

“…… You just don't want to die. After thinking for a while, Yi Anping simply gave up the example, directly repeated the conclusion, and then began to complain: "I thought you were just doing some guns business in Citigroup, but I didn't expect you to become a soldier without saying a word, what are you thinking about in the head of this stupid boy?" ”

"I didn't serve as a soldier." Yi Shui defended himself.

But that didn't convince Yi Anping. "Not a soldier? So what are you doing here? Also, those Flagmen out there aren't your men? ”

"They're my men, but neither they nor I can be considered American soldiers, and that's my business."

The explanations seem a bit confusing and unconvincing. Realizing that his father simply couldn't figure out what was going on, Yi Shui had to start over: his job and new identity, the Umbrella company and mercenaries, the missions he had performed and the missions he was doing, Canton Bay, Vietnam, here...... He said everything he could, and there was nothing left.

But Yi Anping still didn't understand, he didn't understand how business could be linked to the government and the military. "You say...... The ...... in which the Citibank government hires your company What the? ”

"Mercenaries."

"Mercenary...... The Citi government hired you to work in China, and then gave you ...... What did you just say? ”

"Military rank. It's the rank in the army. ”

Most of the time, class always attracts more attention – and the object of Yi Anping's attention changes all at once. "And what are you now...... Military rank? Checkmate? ”

"Not a general, it's a lieutenant colonel of the Marine Corps, a temporary lieutenant colonel."

Yi Anping automatically ignored the "temporary", and he then asked: "Is this level high?" ”

"Very high." Yi Shui replied, a little exaggerated, but still in line with the most basic facts.

So a satisfied smile appeared on Yi Anping's face. "Our Yi family has not yet produced a general, although you are not a general, but you can also be regarded as getting ahead...... You say it's business? Suspicion reappeared on his face, "You didn't lie to me?" ”

Yi Shui shook his head.

"Bastard thing!" It's like a change of face in a Sichuan opera, the old man's face changed again in an instant, "You dare to do this kind of business that wants to lose your head?" Leading troops to threaten the Queen Mother, this is a rebellion, and it is a felony of the Nine Clans, even if you don't want to die, you still want to live for a few more years......"

He shouted loudly and reprimanded, never stopping for a moment, and did not know when it would stop. Yi Shui felt that his head was expanding at an alarming rate, and at the same time, it was becoming more and more painful.

Today is my last day. He thought desperately.

And at this time, in Beijing, Mr. Hartmann, who had just caused a big trouble, was also having a headache, not only because he had greatly offended the Chinese emperor and caused serious displeasure in the company—which meant that he could lose his job at any time—but also because Morrison had been looking at him with schadenfreude, laughing at him, accusing him of his mistakes.

"Mr. Hartman, I have warned you not to talk nonsense, and you have not listened at all." The British journalist exclaimed, with a little mockery, with a little excitement, even though he had repeated the passage ten times, "Now, look what a big trouble you have made." The Chinese emperor was outraged by you, do you think he will still agree to the demands of London and Washington? ”

"I don't think he has a choice." He repeated this answer for the eleventh time.

"But he will make bad decisions out of anger and impulsiveness, as is the case with dictators, and personal will will always prevails over reason and logic."

There is no doubt that he was right. Even if reluctantly, Hartmann could only admit that Morrison's judgment was indeed the most likely scenario, and that the angry Chinese emperor might really make an irrational decision; He made a very serious mistake, it was fatal, and if the boss's plan was affected or even failed because of this, then he would be punished more than just losing his job.

Hartman's body suddenly shuddered violently, and it was clear that he had some bad result in mind.

"Now, what should we do?" He asked.

"I don't know." Morrison didn't know anything about what he was supposed to do, and never thought about it. He was only a journalist, a temporary guest envoy to the government, and he had successfully completed this mission, conveying the terms of London and Washington to the Chinese emperor. The rest of the matter has nothing to do with him anymore, why should he even think about it?

Moreover, he was not obligated to help Hartmann, who had made a mistake, solve his big troubles, but out of humanitarianism, he warned the arms salesmen. "Personally, I suggest that you leave Peking at once, Mr. Hartmann. It's too dangerous for you here. ”

"Because I offended the Emperor of China?"

"No, Mr. Hartmann, I advise you to leave because you simply don't understand what to say and what not to say. Who knows how many more Chinese officials and aristocrats you will offend? ”

"Mr. Morrisson......"

"Mr. Hartman, I am a sincere person, so I will tell you the truth, and sincerely advise you to leave Beijing for the sake of your life safety." The British reporter looked at the arms salesman very carefully, showing his sincerity and goodwill at a glance.

But Hartmann could not accept his sincerity and kindness. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't leave Beijing. Hartmann decided to make amends for his mistakes - not just to save his job, but also to keep his life safe. "I must stay, Mr. Morrison."

His decision was a great disappointment for British journalists. "In that case, there's nothing I can do, Mr. Hartman, there's nothing I can do to help you."

"I have a way."

Hartman jumped - it was a remarkable spectacle considering he was almost lying on the couch. Morrison turned the same way—seeing a Chinese and a white man standing behind them.

"Thank God, King, you're here!" The arms salesman recognized his old partner and cried out with joy, but he had no impression of the other man. "This is ......"

"Claude, George.' Blue' Claude, works in the weapons development department of the Grand Viper Arms Company. Claude offered to introduce himself, but Hartmann still didn't know him. Of course, it's no surprise that there's always a gap between salespeople who are out and about all day and technicians who spend all day in the lab.

So Hartmann didn't know what Claude was coming to do. "So, Mr. Claude, you ...... to Beijing"

"I'm on vacation."

"Then all I can say is that you couldn't have come at the right time, Mr. Claude." Morrison interjected, then introduced himself: "George. Ernister. Morrison, correspondent for The Times. ”

"Fortunately." Claude lacked affection for the British, so he simply nodded politely and turned his gaze to Hartmann. "Mr. Hartman, the boss has heard about the trouble you have caused, because the others are too far away, so he asked me to end my vacation and come here to deal with the problem."

"Dealing with the problem?" Doesn't sound like a good thing, "handle" ...... None of this is a good thing. Hartman found himself in a heartbeat that was accelerating, "bang, bang", and his voice was clear, slightly harsh.

Perhaps Claude heard it too, and he smiled. "Don't worry, Mr. Hartman, I'll take care of everything, even though it's not what I'm good at." Again lamenting his short vacation and his tragic fate as a "jack-of-all-trades", he continued: "I have some news ......"

“…… Japanese! Yi Anping suddenly raised his voice, "The Japanese are also going to send troops?" ”

"Yes." Yi Shui had just wiped the sweat from his forehead, and now they appeared again - he had no idea that his father would be so sensitive. It took Yi Shui a long time to calm Yi Anping's anger, but just three words made all his efforts in vain.

He regretted it. I really shouldn't have mentioned those monkeys.

But in any world, regret lacks practical meaning. The only thing Yi Shui could do was to listen carefully to his father's lecture.

"Bastard thing," this is the third time, but by no means the last, "how can you agree with the Japanese sending troops?" Those Oriental devils must not have the good intentions to help the emperor! He snorted, "It's almost ...... to rob while it's hot."

In fact, the Americans and the British are also taking advantage of the fire...... No. Yi Shui thought of Qin Lang's plan, strictly speaking, it was not to take advantage of the fire to rob, it was to fan the flames and profit from it, but it was the people of the United States, Britain and France who suffered first, and that's it. But Yi Shui remained silent all the time, there was no doubt that if Qin Lang's plan was revealed, he would be the first to suffer.

He just listened patiently, playing the role of the most well-behaved child, waiting for his father's anger to disappear again. Luckily, he didn't have to wait long.

"Bastard thing!" The fourth time, "If you kid allows the Oriental devils to send troops, you Lao Tzu and I will not finish with you." ”

Yi Shui had a bitter face. "The decision is up to London and Washington, I'm just carrying out the order......"

"I don't care." Yi Anping arrogantly announced.

In that case, there is no way to do it. Thankfully, the British and U.S. governments will not allow other countries to join the operation, and will not allow other countries to divide the benefits they deserve. London and Washington will do everything in their power to stop Japan, as well as Germany and Russia, unless they act alone...... Going it alone?

The heart that had just been put down brought up again. The German emperor, who hated England, would certainly not have taken London's warning, and perhaps Japan wouldn't, but that was still not the point, the point was that Guangxu would welcome them to send troops - that meant he could not care about British and American coercion.

"Hell." He muttered, "We must make sure the emperor accepts our conditions as soon as possible and settles the matter......"

"What did you say?"

"Uh......" After thinking about it, Yi Shui still said the trouble Hartmann had caused, but still hid the specific content of the conditions, so Yi Anping's name for him finally changed.

"Stupid!" Dad scolded, "Have you watched "Three Kingdoms" in vain? ”

"Three Kingdoms?" What do you mean?

"You're such an idiot!" (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )