Night.

Huaxia, Yanjing City.

The meeting room of the Castle Lord's Mansion.

"What does this City of Angels mean?!"

"What else do you mean, bully!"

"This nails are hammered in front of other people's houses, and they are not afraid that this nail will come and go?"

"I'm afraid that people can't wait to have a return! Then there will be a reason to do it! ”

"With all the forces?! Can it eat it?! Don't die then! ”

"I don't know if people will hold it to death, but it's okay to eat us anyway!"

……

The conference room was brightly lit, and the big people who controlled all aspects of Yanjing City were having a heated discussion, and the cause was a communication received an hour ago, a communication from the City of Angels, a city hundreds of kilometers away from Yanjing City.

The message is simple - the City of Angels will set up temporary camps around all the survival bases in the world to receive the remnants of the end times, hoping that each survival base will be able to cooperate appropriately.

It can be said that this communication is very domineering and domineering, it is simply a notification of what he is going to do, and there is no intention of asking.

As for whether the City of Angels has the ability to do this, not to mention other survival bases, at least the leaders of Yanjing City, who have a lot of knowledge of the strength of the City of Angels, know that this is not a difficult thing.

Being able to build a city that is larger than a dozen Yanjing cities from scratch in just one week is simply unbelievable and shocking.

Sometimes the leaders of Yanjing City even think that the founder of the City of Angels is not aliens, because as far as they know, human technology cannot do such a thing, and some of the technology shown by the City of Angels is completely beyond the current level of human beings.

With such a neighbor on the side, the leaders of Yanjing City have not been able to eat and sleep well in the past few days, for fear that the other party will suddenly burst out and swallow them alive.

And now that this worry has finally come true, the other party has bared his fangs and has a surprisingly large appetite.

In the middle of the loud, some noisy discussions, a calm and elegant voice suddenly sounded.

"Okay, don't make a noise just yet."

The voice was not loud, but it seemed to drown out all the voices in the conference room, and the whole conference room suddenly fell silent, and these leaders also followed closely to look at the owner of the voice—a middle-aged man sitting at the head of the conference table, dressed in a gold-patterned Tang suit on a black background, with a large heavy metal ring on his right wrist.

Obviously, the middle-aged man is a god eater, and at the same time, the middle-aged man is also the city lord of Yanjing City, which has the strongest comprehensive strength in the nine cities of China, the clan extermination enemy of the Xiao family sisters - Ye Zhenlun.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, this Ye City Lord flattened his head and asked a young man in military uniform standing beside him, "Ling Yu, is there any news from the people we sent?" ”

The young man bowed slightly, and replied, "Your Majesty, no, none of our means of communication can get in touch with the people who have infiltrated the city. ”

Ye Zhenlun's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Are those people unwilling to contact or have they been intercepted?" ”

The young man's face suddenly showed a little aggrieved, and he said a little hesitantly: "Actually, in fact, all the messages we sent were deciphered by the other party and sent back, and they were ......."

Seeing that the young man looked a little afraid to speak, Ye Zhenlun's face suddenly showed a trace of impatience, and he couldn't help but raise his voice and asked, "What else?!" ”

The young man shrank his neck slightly, swallowed his saliva, and whispered: "Also, he also said that he hoped we could send more people over, but they don't have enough manpower." ”

In the past, he Yanjing City took care of others, how could he have been teased like this? However, the situation is stronger than people now, and people's fists naturally have the capital to play.

Having said that, the Ye City Lord, who had always been self-respecting, inevitably felt a little depressed in his heart, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed for a while, and he was silent.

Ye Zhenlun didn't speak, and naturally no one dared to speak, and the entire conference room suddenly fell into a short silence.

Half-ringing, Ye Zhenlun coldly spit out two words: "Waste!" ”

Although he did not specify who it was, the young man understood that it was obviously him, and suddenly a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he knelt on the ground, and confessed with a panicked face: "My subordinates are not doing well, please, please ask the Lord to punish him." ”

He took a slight breath and calmed down his irritable mood, Ye Zhenlun also understood that this was a situation where the difference in strength between the two sides was too big, and whoever came would be like this, scolding people was just for show, warning his subordinates to do things carefully, and they didn't really want to punish anything, so in the face of his subordinates' accusations, he just frowned slightly and waved his hand: "You go out first!" ”

"Thank you, Lord! Subordinates retire! The young man hurriedly stood up, owed to Ye Zhenlun and the big people in the conference room, and walked quickly outside the conference room, not even daring to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

When the young man came out of the conference room, a strong man with inch hair and military uniform who looked about thirty-six or seven-year-old sitting under Ye Zhenlun's right hand suddenly sneered and said, "Huh! The kid of this family is really a piece of rubbish! It's still easy to use from the Xiao family. Don't you say? Captain Duan~! ”

As he spoke, as if on purpose, the strong man squinted his eyes and scorned a young man who was also wearing a military uniform sitting on the right diagonal side opposite him, and there were some insinuations in his demeanor, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai.

Both of them have a large and heavy metal ring on their right hands, and they are obviously God Eaters or Divine Ministers with extraordinary powers.

Regarding the strong man's actions, the young man in military uniform just glanced at him indifferently and didn't say anything.

Seeing that the other party was ignoring him, the strong man's face also flashed with anger, and he opened his mouth to say something more, but was interrupted by Ye Zhenlun, who was the head above.

"That's it! Is now the time to say these things?! ”

The strong man's face suddenly stiffened, and when he caught a glimpse of Ye Zhenlun's not good-looking complexion, he also touched his own inch head, smiled, and didn't dare to say anything.

Glaring at the sneering strong man slightly, Ye Zhenlun took another breath to calm down, turned his head to look at an old man in a black Tang suit under his left hand, and said softly: "Mo Lao, I don't know how the communication with other cities is going?" ”

Hearing this, the old man in Tang costume stood up, arched his hand slightly to Ye Zhenlun, and said: "Qi Qi City Lord, old and decrepit, to follow the city lord's orders to reach a consensus with the other eight cities, if you are invaded by foreign enemies, you will help each other!" ”

Ye Zhenlun's face was suddenly overjoyed, and he stood up and grabbed the old man's arm: "Okay, good!" Mo Lao is really Ye's arm! This time, my nine cities are advancing and retreating together, so why are we afraid of foreign enemies! Later, he caught a glimpse of the tiredness on the old man's face, thinking that in order to take care of such a major event, the old man must have spent a lot of effort, and couldn't help but say: "Old Mo, it's not too early, why don't you go and rest first?" ”

The old man was also as good as a stream, and arched his hand and said, "Thank you city lord." ”

"What Mo Lao said, it should be! Come! Fu Mo Lao went down to rest. ”

After the old man in Tang costume walked out of the conference room with the support of the two maids, Ye Zhenlun sat back on the chair again, and after scanning the people below, his fingers tapped on the conference table in front of him, and said, "Let's talk about it, how to deal with the actions of the City of Angels." ”

"I don't think I can promise them!"

"Huh! Qi Laosan, I'm afraid you didn't wake up, right?! People didn't ask, we didn't answer! ”

"My brother is right! People don't care if we agree or not! If you want me to say, just do it with them! Lao Tzu still doesn't believe how powerful that broken city can be! ”

"Don't be impulsive, they didn't say they were going to fight us."

"Haven't you said you're going to fight? To put it mildly, this fort is going to be erected at the door of our house, is it going to bombard your Boss Qi and your mother-in-law with one shot? ! ”

"Hey, I said Zhao Xiaosan! Can you talk the fuck more civilly?! ”

"Actually, what Boss Qi said is right, it doesn't have to be a fight, isn't he going to build a camp? Then let him build a farther place, a hundred and eighty kilometers away, how he likes to build! ”

……

Everyone had different opinions and discussions for a while, but only the young man in military uniform who had been targeted by the strong man before did not speak.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhenlun's eyes flashed a faint color, knocked on the table to stop everyone's discussion, and said to the young man in military uniform: "Lingyun, you can talk about it." ”

Now that he has been named, it is not easy for the young man in military uniform to be silent anymore, and after nodding, he said, "I think we can cooperate with the City of Angels. ”