Chapter 410 - Negotiation (1)
In the valley, except for the vigilant team, the soldiers all sat on the ground to temper their internal breath, and the long breath lasted together for nearly a minute, and the breath of thousands of people was like the cry of a wild beast sleeping. γReading.comγ
They are surrounded by the never-ending cold snap, and the benefits are naturally needless to say, and no one wants to give up such an opportunity.
On the side of the queue, Yang Hu gathered the commanders of the troops, listening to the news that Yang Hu brought back, this time, Yang Hu let go of the authority of the news of the Heavenly God Soldiers, including the Wind Clan, including the origin of each city, including the results of his guesses, all of which were open to the commanders.
The sudden influx of such huge information made the commanders dizzy, although most of them knew that Yang Hu was playing a big game of chess, but no one expected that this game of chess would be so big.
Including the four brothers of the Lei family, who were shocked and angry, everyone's breathing became heavier and heavier.
The horror in their hearts also made their hearts beat like thunder with the sound of heavy breathing.
It was at this time that they knew that they had participated in a major event that could change the fate of the city.
The first blind man who came to his senses from the shock knelt down to Yang Hu: "City Lord, what about our follow-up plan?"
Yang Hu said slowly: "The plan will not change. Within three years, the soldiers will continue to grow stronger. As for three years later......"
Yang Hu stopped and looked around at the commanders seated: "If you can become stronger, we can try to contact the Celestial Soldiers." β
Wuwei is the person who is most familiar with the situation of the high-rise tower, and when he heard this, his face couldn't help but change slightly.
Yang Hu looked at Taniguchi: "You all start your spirit. I'll have to wait for a reply from the Wind Clan. The situation will be determined later. β
It's a reminder to be careful.
The blind man bowed: "I'll arrange it right away." β
The commanders also got up and walked out briskly to begin to pass on orders.
It took more than half a month for the Wind Clan to hear from the Wind Clan.
The Great Elder personally came to the door to invite Yang Hu to the clan.
Yang Hu went out.
This time it was different.
The last time I came to it was just a small village, but now, just by stepping into the vicinity of the village, you can see a disciple surnamed Feng more than ten miles away.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is not an exaggeration to say that the mountains are all over the country.
The Great Elder introduced Yang Hu: "Over the years, the population of the disciples in the clan has developed faster and faster, but the resources have become less and less. When I heard that you were coming, the people gathered from all sides. β
The meaning of these words has a bit of a flattering flavor.
Yang Hu just replied lightly: "The matter is still inconclusive."
The movements of the Wind Clan, from the first time he arrived in that village, were completely under the supervision of the city system.
More and more people are coming up from the ground, and the population of the city system has exceeded 180,000 people.
It shows that the clansmen of the Feng clan have long been ready to migrate, and the huge magic circle underground is also on the verge of collapse, so that they can seize the time of their arrival to flatter.
A very simple little trick turned the predicament on the edge of life and death into an illusion of pie falling from the sky.
It's just that Yang Hu still has to admire these old ghosts, their vision is very accurate, at least they put their hope on themselves.
This vision is very accurate, but it is also very unsuccessful.
If such a favorable condition for controlling the whole clan falls on others, it will not be happy to die.
Unfortunately, they chose themselves.
Yang Hu's eyes flashed with a cold glint, this is the last time, if you can't talk about the result, you can get the result.
He didn't have much patience to play with the old men anymore.
Under the gaze of many looming sharp eyes, Yang Hu followed Fengyun into the small grass house again.
The moment he entered the door, Yang Hu hesitated slightly.
The humble appearance of the day was gone, and the space in the grass house seemed to have expanded several times, and it was full of people.
No less than two hundred.
There are both men and women, but there are very few young ones, Yang Hu swept his eyes around, and only saw Fengxiong and them at the position of the door.
After being slightly stunned, he strode into the house.
Fengyun led him all the way to a chair in the middle, which was in the middle, the main seat.
The four elders of Fengshan, Fengru, Fenglin, and Fengxun were standing beside them.
Fengyun stopped in front of the high chair, turned back to Yang Hu and said, "Please Yang City Lord sit on that chair, and you will be the patriarch of my Feng clan." β
Yang Hu didn't refuse, strode forward, walked to the chair, and stopped.
The heavy breathing in the hall, which had suddenly become huge, suddenly stopped.
Yang Hu didn't sit down, but turned to look at the Great Elder: "Have you solved the question I raised last time?"
Great Elder Fengyun shook his head at Yang Hu: "There are still a few things I want to discuss with you. But you can sit down first. β
Yang Hu was indifferent: "I can abide by the rules, but if things don't go well, it won't be interesting." β
He glanced up at the people seated and said, "Last time I told the Great Elder that if any of your clansmen were dissatisfied with me sitting in this position, they would have to be cleaned up first. β
"If one is dissatisfied, one will be cleaned up, and if one is affected, ten, twenty, hundred, thousands, as long as there is dissatisfaction, it must be cleaned up. But now it's obviously not the same, do you say I sit in this position or not?"
Yang Hu's arrogant words made the atmosphere in the hall weird.
Those disciples surnamed Feng neither roared nor argued, but just looked at him one by one.
The look on the Great Elder's face was also a little stiff, he didn't expect Yang Hu to say these words.
It seems to have disrupted his plans a bit.
The Great Elder bowed slightly to Yang Hu: "There is always room for negotiation in things, right?"
Yang Hu's eyes flashed, he still looked at the people sitting below, and said in a deep voice: "How much do 210,000 people have to eat and use every day? How many various items do you consume in a year? If you can find someone to worry about these things for you, it will not be my turn." β
He looked at the Great Elder with a sneer on his face: "Yes. You're right. Things are always negotiable. Then we'll discuss things today. β
Yang Hu turned around and sat down.
"The circle is about to collapse, this underground world is about to end, but you haven't found a way out, at this time, it's best not to talk to me anymore. β
He raised his eyes to look at Feng Xiong by the door and sneered, "As for you pretentious fellow. If you really have that ability, they won't find me. β
"I don't feel comfortable when I see your eyes. Hmph"
Yang Hu's words made Feng Xiong's face change, and Feng Ya beside Feng Xiong was even more angry, staring at Yang Hu.
Her figure moved forward, and was grabbed by Feng Xiong