Chapter Eighty-Seven: News
The tall woman was almost crippled by Fran, but she still held on to the last bit of her sanity.
"What does it take us, Lord?" She didn't think that there was such a loving "god" in the world, otherwise there shouldn't be this dark hell.
Fran does not hide much: "After believing in the Lord, all that you have is the Lord's, and the Lord has given you everything and has mastered all of you." ”
The tall woman quickly understood what she meant: "In other words, we will never be free again?" ”
Fran spread her hands: "You mean the freedom to nest in this dark corner, like rats and cockroaches, and finally starve to death?" ”
The tall woman was a little speechless, and in her current situation, she would certainly not be able to say such a thing, "If it is for the sake of freedom, everything can be thrown away."
Even if she wanted to, the members behind her who were so hungry that their chests and backs would definitely not agree.
After a moment of silence, the tall woman finally nodded, and Fran also extended her hand: "Hello, my name is Fran, welcome to join us." ”
The tall woman shook hands with her: "My name is Mu Xi, there are seven people in our gathering place, and I am willing to join you." ”
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On the "fortress" side, Mamba takes Eina, Jim, and Catherine to the outside of Torre's building.
Now that Torrey's men knew the group, the little brother who was guarding the door came over and greeted him with a smile on his face:
"Mr. Mamba, it's been a long time, how are you lately? Did you come to discuss something with our boss this time? ”
Mamba casually threw a token from him: "Is Mr. Torre here?" I'm looking for him urgently. ”
The doorman took the token, nodded and replied, "I'm here, I'll go and report, Mr. Mamba, please wait a moment." ”
Torre met with Mamba and the others on the top floor of his building: "Mr. Mamba, don't come unharmed. ”
Mamba shook his hand and said, "Mr. Torre, I have good news and bad news for you. ”
Torre motioned for everyone to sit down: "Mr. Mamba, we have all dealt with each other so many times, there is no need to beat around the bush, let's talk straight." ”
Mamba nodded: "It's still Mr. Torre who speaks cheerfully." ”
"Last time, thanks to the coordinates provided by Mr. Torre, we were able to find the ......"
Mamba paused and said, "Rookie Manufacturing Factory." ”
Torre was shocked: "You guys...... Where did it really go? ”
Mamba nodded: "That's right, it is precisely because of this that we discovered this huge crisis in advance. ”
"Crisis?" Torre quickly realized: "Something is wrong with the rookie manufacturing plant?" ”
Mamba replied, "It's worse than you think, because of the last flood, the entire rookie manufacturing plant has been completely destroyed. ”
"How is that possible!?" Torre stood up with a "pout", but he quickly thought of something: "No wonder there have been no new people in the various gathering places in the past few months...... Is it really ......?"
Mamba shrugged and said, "Unfortunately, all this is true, and from now on, there will be no new people born on our floor." ”
Torre pinched the knuckles of his fingers, trying to calm himself down with the pain: "Mr. Mamba, I remember you said that there seems to be good news for me, right?" ”
Mamba nodded and said, "The good news is that only you and I know this news now." ”
Torre sat back down on the couch: "What does Mr. Mamba mean...... Do you have any new plans? ”
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After some deliberations, Mamba and Torre reached some consensus on the issue of immigration.
Of course, in terms of details, both sides concealed their true intentions.
Torre's eastern blocking forces have a total of hundreds of people, as well as more than a dozen "capable people", and it is not easy to find a place to settle down again.
He tends to move to the lower levels, where there is the largest daylight farm of the bunch, and now that it is in chaos due to the flooding, Torre wants to take advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
On the Mamba side, there is no doubt about the orders of the "Lord", they will keep marching to the upper echelons, and they can pay any price for this mission.
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"Mamba, what will Tore's side do? They're not going to turn around and sell us, are they? "Catherine, who has been a traveling merchant for a long time, doesn't trust these leaders very much.
Mamba had just arrived at his shop and were about to load the goods, when he replied: "We must not be able to rely on him, we still have to be prepared for the other hand." ”
Jim and Ena were busy on the sidelines: "Mamba, what are you going to do?" Do you want to go straight to the hard one? ”
Mamba laughed, "Of course not, but I'll tell the other person the news." ”
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At the other corner of the fortress city stands a pyramid-shaped building, which is also the center of the Southern Lie's forces.
Today there is a rare guest here, and the guards are vigilant when they see him.
"Mamba chief, why are you here with us?" One of the captain of the guard came up with a spear in hand and asked.
Mamba stretched out his hands to show that he was not hostile: "I am the leader who has come to you, Megill. ”
The captain of the guard still looked at him vigilantly: "Mamba Chief, you have always been friendly with Sir Torre of the East, but this time you came to Lady Mergill alone, if you don't tell the reason, it will be difficult for us to help you pass the word." ”
Mamba nodded, and opened a large bag he had carried, which contained a push of folded clothes and shoes.
"These are ten basic sets and all-terrain boots, which are my gift to Ms. Magill."
"As for what exactly I want to discuss with her, this is confidential and I can't tell you, please forgive me."
The captain of the guard accepted the bag suspiciously, and he told his men to watch the Mamba and go back to the building to report it.
Soon, the captain of the guard walked back, and he nodded to the Mamba: "Lady Magill said that she can see you, but you will have to go through a strict body search. ”
Mamba nodded: "To show my sincerity, I am willing to accept the body search." ”
On the top floor of the pyramid is a hall of crystal glass on all sides.
In the middle of the hall, Megill received the Mamba, who was not very old, wearing a long dark black dress and a jeweled necklace, and looked out of place in this world.
"Mr. Mamba, ten outfits and boots are expensive, you should have something very important to ask me, right?"
Mamba and Megill had only met once in the "Fortress" council, and the last time they were not very happy with each other, this time it was he who had a serious face-to-face conversation with each other.
"Ms. Megill, I have good news and bad news for you."