"Our eyes are on all mankind and the whole world. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Hearing this, the diplomat naturally raised his hand and smiled, "Otherwise, looking at the whole world, what other country would be willing to lend a helping hand like this?" The land of the whole world, the crops that grow on it, the people who feed it, and the infinite wisdom of that people are all treasures that must be preserved in our eyes. ”

The Chinese side was willing to throw out 10,000 tons of grain to immediately aid the Shanyun Kingdom, which naturally included the consideration of destroying the feudal regimes of the Shanyun Kingdom and neighboring countries. But the more immediate goal is that China wants to save the country's two million starving people right away.

Even if they don't have the craftsmanship and skills to make magic props, hundreds of thousands of laborers can still provide a very good labor base for China's subsequent cross-continental market development -- there are tens of millions of people on the Mirror Cone Continent, where the country of Shanyun is located, and its reasonable capacity is no less than 500 million, and the future of the continent's economic market is really immeasurable.

This is really a wild thing to say, even an old man like Vrazepes can't help but grit his teeth and hold back the fire when he hears it-everything in the country of Shanyun is owned by King Belmode, and even the Church of the Two Moons would not dare to say so arrogantly that they have the world in mind......

"I think you must think that we are so arrogant that we dare to say that the whole world is our own." The diplomat tapped his finger on the table, revealing the careful thoughts in Vrazepes' mind. "To tell you the truth, our leaders don't care what the princes and nobles of your country think, and they don't care what the princes and nobles of the Elta Empire think. You probably know what the princes and nobles of the Elta Empire are like, and we don't mind if you bring your words to them and say, 'Their today is your tomorrow.'" You and your masters must know that we only care about the two million people of your country. ”

Vrazepas gritted his teeth, but could only keep his mouth shut - no matter how much he endured the humiliation, his mission was to find a breathing space for the country of Sanyun. Even if this life-saving wine was a poison for chronic attacks, as the envoy of the Shanyun Kingdom, he had only one choice to drink for the country.

"Admittedly, if your country and the Elta Empire do not lend a helping hand," Vlazepes sighed, turning his gaze to the clerk who had recorded all the conversations in one moment, "the two million subjects of the Shan Yun Nation could only be crushed to pieces in the face of the usury of the neighboring country, and the country would be destroyed and displaced. ”

If the young men under the King's knees were allowed to talk about these things, they would have to overturn the table—that's what Frazepes sighed. His Majesty King Belmore asked him to come and talk to the Elta Empire and the people of another world about these things, I am afraid that he also had this foresight.

"But for the sake of the people of my Shanyun country, I believe that the king can do anything." Frazepes's old eyes shot a rare sharp gaze, which was a response to the diplomat's gesture. "Today's aid case thrown by your country, old man, I will be the sinner of Shanyun Country this time, please submit the text to me, let me review it a little."

"Please." The diplomat, who had used the method of agitation, naturally pretended to be a little awe-struck, and got up and handed the text in duplicate to Vlazepes. His aim was to get Vrazepas, the plenipotentiary, to sign it, and as for whether the execution and the text were 100% compliant, you knew that it was impossible to think about it on your feet.

It doesn't matter what the system of the new Shanyun Country is, but the interests of the people must be put first. What can the interests of a few say and do? No matter how great the interests of these few people are and how loud their voices are, if they run counter to what the general public thinks, they will eventually be thrown into the dustbin of history, or they will be rumbled over by the load wheel of history and the replacement of productive forces.

The royal government of the Shanyun Kingdom will eventually be destroyed, and those hereditary nobles and bureaucrats who have been helping the "Church" of the Two Moons in the wand trade can still get a dog's life if they cooperate, and if they don't cooperate, they will only be destroyed by various means by the poverty alleviation agencies set up in the local area of China. The Chinese have no intention of gaining the supreme authority and even a trace of land in the Shanyun Country, and what they ultimately want to do is just to liberate all the productive forces that can be liberated as they did on the continent of Elta, and strive to revitalize the global market of the two-moon planet.

Poor Vrazepez, who was thinking about how to shield himself from Chinese influence by political means, would not have imagined that their opponents did not have the slightest political ambition, and that all the plans he had racked his brains to come up with in the future would be in vain - but at this moment, there was a more dangerous situation waiting for him in a corner he did not know.

At the same moment that he took the diplomat's signature pen, the Shura field in the elevator revolved around the Shanghai-style pork cutlet. The aggressive little prince approached Jin Tuzhi closer and closer, and just wanted to spit on his masked blue cloth and suck the fresh thick phlegm out of his throat, but he felt a strange sharp pain in his stomach.

Jintuzhi's creed has always been "if you can do it, you can't BB". Of course, more is better than less, and if the elevator can get to the nineteenth floor before they get into trouble, then let these little kids go and don't worry about them.

But at this moment, people's mouths are pursed, and they can see that their throats are relaxed, and the thick phlegm is about to spit on their faces, can Jin Tuzhi, a moderate who is not very mild-tempered, bear it? At that moment, he made a solid move of his fist, and a straight punch hit the lower abdomen of the second generation of Zhao of this mountain cloud country.

Poor little prince, the pain made him bite his teeth, and he almost didn't breathe—fortunately his tongue hadn't sent the phlegm out just now, otherwise he would have been bitten off alive.

But this phlegm has already been sent halfway through, how can it be so easy to hold back at this time? The slippery mucus couldn't find an exit, and finally it was forced to return from the throat under the influence of gravity, and slid into the esophagus with a grunt.

One punch is not enough, Jin Tuzhi has a second hand. Once he makes a move, he must hit the other party until he is disabled, which is what his professional education as a secret agent taught him.

The little prince had just swallowed the thick phlegm but still blinked his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, his eyes were dark. It was Jin Tuzhi who stretched out his big hand to hold his face, shook his hand over his position, and pressed the back of his head against the elevator wall.

"What do you want to do, boy?" The moment the little prince slumped and softened, the other nobles were quick to react - two of them were clearly heading for the dining car, and the other two were heading for him. Jin Tuzhi quickly judged the situation with his afterglow, and decided to protect his personal safety first, and as for the two in the dining car, he would leave it to the meeting later.

One of them's fist crossed a path of about one meter, and when it reached in front of Jin Tuzhi, it was already the end of the crossbow - Jin Tuzhi would not hesitate to deal with this kind of bluff, and in fact, he didn't have any hesitation when he didn't have any actual combat ability, and after dodging and grabbing this person's arm, the hand knife and the sweeping leg were synchronized into place, and it didn't take much strength and effort to make this guy fall unconscious in the elevator.

This second thug is a little scheming and experience, and deliberately let Jin Tuzhi fight with another person in the space of the elevator, which is not wide (the hotel elevator is larger than the general elevator, but it can be said that it is still extremely narrow, especially when there is a dining car behind Jin Tuzhi), and then beat Jin Tuzhi with a dull stick.

Now this first person has long been subdued, which is beyond the normal estimation of this martial arts nobleman - but it doesn't matter much, Jin Tuzhi is in his sight with his back to him, and it is a good time to attack.

Wait a minute. There was a hint of horror in his eyes. The two people who rushed to the dining car collapsed on the spot almost at the same time in the afterglow of the martial arts nobles, but the man standing next to the elevator button board just now was nowhere to be seen. His pupils moved sideways from side to side, but in the past two seconds, he fell into a hesitation and stagnate, and all the initiative that he had easily obtained became passive.

In this kind of fighting in a small space, you will lose every second if you hesitate. When Jin Tuzhi turned around, he could already see the figure of this sneak attacker clearly, so he immediately used the twisting force of his ankle to continue on his elbow, and an elbow blow slammed into the guy's face.

You must know that the most powerful of the close-range hand movements in fighting and fighting is this elbow blow, and Jin Tuzhi is another big man who is more than one meter eight and weighs more than one tenths of a ton, and the nobles of Shanyun Country are not as heavy as him, and he is not as heavy as him, and they are not as strong and trained as him, so how can they take this heart blow?

After a muffled sound, the martial arts nobleman who had received a heavy blow in his face fell down on his knees and lost consciousness. And Jin Tuzhi didn't immediately relax his vigilance, but after looking around, he immediately noticed that something was not right.

The two nobles who had just gone to the dining car at the other corner of the elevator were all lying on the ground with their eyes closed. And just as his puzzled gaze swept to the thin man next to the elevator buttonpad, he smiled and explained the answer.

"I'm ashamed to have done something small, don't thank me."

Jin Tuzhi just wanted to say something, but the nineteenth floor had already arrived. He immediately took out the walkie-talkie on his body, pointed to the monitoring probe in the elevator, asked the switchboard to stop the elevator, and after opening the door, he pushed the dining car to room 1901.

Of course, Wolff, who opened the door, would not notice anything unusual about the delivery man in front of him, so he naturally accepted all the orders. And when Jin Tuzhi reflexively returned to the elevator door and checked the scene with the security personnel of the Second Department of the General Staff who came up from downstairs, the man who had just leaned on the corner of the elevator had disappeared.

When things happen suddenly, it is natural to prioritize. It doesn't matter if there is no witness, because the camera in the elevator has already filmed the whole process of the matter, and the Chinese are definitely the party that makes sense of this matter, and it is purely the young people of the Shanyun Country to do things - so when the hotel staff and the agents of the Second General Staff Department carried these young people into the small conference room, the poor old man Vrazepes was almost crazy on the spot.