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But the old evil didn't have this concern, and immediately asked with a smile, "Then how much have you embezzled?"

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"You said no, no, no?" the old evil pouted disdainfully: "I'll tell you, if you don't mobilize all the materials on the list for me today, let's go to your majesty to fight the lawsuit!"

"You, are you still unreasonable?" the third prince said angrily: "I've talked about this, why are you still not finished!"

"Haha, it's funny!" the old evil immediately said funny: "You, a corrupt criminal, are a reasonable person, and I, a person who urges military supplies for the front-line soldiers, have become unreasonable?"

"This~" The third prince was immediately stopped by the old evil. I was angry, but now the handle is in the hands of others, and there are two eye-catching sword saints on the side. There was no way for him to do it, and in desperation, he had to admit defeat and softly say: "Okay, okay, little Stephen, I can give you all the materials in my hand, but there is still a little distance from the number on your list, can you take a step back?"

"Don't talk about it!" The old evil sneered: "Lao Tzu is here to ask for military supplies, this is the right thing, not to buy vegetables on the street, there is no such thing as bargaining!"

"You~" The third prince was immediately angry, so angry that he shouted, "I really don't have it!"

"Come less!" said the old evil disdainfully: "This warehouse is so big, in the few years you have been in charge of this place, even if you get a little bit of it, it is enough to send me away!"

"I have to spend it too, right?" the third prince said depressedly: "The previous things are long gone!"

"I don't care! In short, the army on the front line is fighting for the people of the whole continent, so you can't let them starve to death, right?" said the old evil forcefully, "Anyway, you are smashing the pot and selling iron, and you have to make it up for me!"

"Ahem!" The Wind Sword Saint suddenly interjected at this time: "Your Highness, the military needs of the front-line soldiers are undoubtedly the top priority, and they can't be delayed no matter what!"

"That's good!" The heavy-armored sword saint also followed: "If the combat effectiveness of the front-line soldiers is affected because of the military quartermaster's affairs, once the battle is defeated, the consequences will be unimaginable!

"This~" When the third prince heard this, he immediately hesitated.

Seeing this, the old evil immediately struck while the iron was hot and reminded: "Ahem, there is a saying, the wool comes out of the sheep!" As he spoke, he glanced at Stanford on the ground.

The third prince was reminded by the old evil, and immediately understood, obviously, the old evil meant to ask him to find a scapegoat to raid the house, according to the wealth of the Yanjing nobles, as long as a few fat sheep were slaughtered, the loss could be made up.

However, although this method is good, it has huge hidden dangers, otherwise the old evil would not have given this idea to the third prince. Because if the third prince is really so ruthless, it will definitely chill the hearts of those nobles under him, and it will also make some nobles who originally intended to fall to him retreat. Obviously, once such an offending thing happened to the nobles, it would have an extremely adverse impact on his future struggle for the throne.

But for the third prince, he has no way out. If he didn't agree to the old evil's conditions, then he would have to make the city stormy, and the consequences would be even more unbearable, and he still couldn't keep his subordinates. Since there are losses on the left and right, the three princes naturally have to choose a lighter loss.

So after thinking about it, he finally nodded helplessly: "Okay, I'll help you get the supplies as soon as possible! Now you should call Stanford to me, right?"

"Not yet!" said the old evil lightly, "Because I don't trust you!"

"What?" the third prince suddenly said angrily, "Do you dare to believe me?"

"Nonsense!" said the old evil disdainfully: "You have already deducted too much of our military supplies, and your credibility with me is zero! Who can guarantee that you are not perfunctory to me now? In case you admit it afterwards and I have no witnesses in my hand, what can I do with you?"

"Then what do you say?" said the third prince in annoyance.

"You have to find a guarantor!" said the old evil man: "And it must be a guarantor I can trust!"

"Where can I get you a guarantor?" the third prince said immediately in annoyance.

"Aren't there two here?" the old evil glanced at the two Sword Saints.

"This~" When the third prince heard this, he had to say helplessly: "Two teachers, can you help me be a guarantor?"

"Huh?" The Wind Sword Saint and the Heavy Armor Sword Saint were stupid when they heard this, and said in their hearts, don't we try to avoid this as much as possible? Why did they spare a circle and come back? At the same time, they all glared at the old evil and fully expressed their dissatisfaction.

The old evil naturally knew what they were up to, but it was not easy for him to pull the two into the water, how could he make them quit so easily? And once this guarantor is done, it will be fun. If the third prince honestly takes out the provisions, the old evil will be equivalent to making a profit. But if he repents, it will be tantamount to offending the two Sword Saints greatly, and he is afraid that he will provoke the two of them to turn against him because of this. In this way, no matter what the three princes do in the future, it will be in the interests of the old evil.

Although the Wind Sword Saint and the Heavy Armor Sword Saint were extremely reluctant to wade into this troubled water, after all, the three princes begged each other, and they couldn't directly refuse, plus the matter of front-line military supplies was indeed extremely important, so they couldn't ignore it. So in desperation, they could only pinch their noses and agree.

Seeing that the two agreed, the old evil immediately laughed and said: "Haha, then I'll rest assured, remember, I'll give you five days to prepare, if the supplies are less after five days, don't blame me for being rude! I won't look for you, I will directly pull them to His Majesty for comment, you can do it yourself!" Only the three people who were left in a daze.

Now that the old evil is gone, of course, the Wind Sword Saint and the Heavy Armor Sword Saint will not stay for long, and they will immediately say goodbye to the Flash People, so as to free up time for the Three Princes to deal with this matter.

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On the way back, the Wind Sword Saint suddenly said to the Heavy Armor Sword Saint, "I said old man, why do I feel that the two of us seem to be being calculated by this kid today?"

"I feel this way too!" the Heavy Armor Sword Saint frowned and said, "Things are really weird, it seems that the military quarters on this front line have never been issued, almost two months, right?"

"Yes!" the Wind Sword Saint nodded, "It's been more than two months!"

"That's weird!" The heavily armored sword saint immediately said, "The military quartermaster has not been issued for more than two months, and little Stephen has been serving as a quartermaster for more than a month, but he has never looked for us before!

"Yes, that's a coincidence!" "From Stanford's words, it seems that the warehouse has been empty for the past few days, and I have also checked those warehouses, and I can see from the traces that there was still something there a few days ago! If little Stephen had come to us earlier, he would have taken this military quartermaster a long time ago! But as soon as the things were gone, he came to the door." ”

"And this kid seems to be pushing this troublesome thing on us, intentionally or unintentionally!"

"I feel it too. The Wind Sword Saint suddenly said, "By the way, there is another thing that is even more suspicious!"

"What's the matter?" the Heavily Armored Sword Saint hurriedly asked.

"Didn't you notice?" the Wind Sword Saint sneered, "The officials in charge of the warehouse are all complete!"

"Complete?" The Heavy Armor Sword Saint said puzzledly, "What's so strange about this? The warehouse is not a battlefield, do they have to be missing arms and legs to be normal?"

"That's right!" The Wind Sword Saint sneered, "Don't forget, little Stephen was the warehouse supervisor who went to find him first, and he really had no choice but to come to us! With his temper, those warehouse officials dare not give him military supplies, and he will reason with others?"

"Definitely not!" The Heavy Armor Sword Saint suddenly realized, "By the way, I understand. It's like the two generals under our command, one was burned to ashes by him with a spell because of his words, and the other was just acting on orders, and he fed the spiders too. Think about it again, in the past, he even dared to beat the elven prince, and the palace was smashed by him! So this kid's temper is a two-hundred-and-five! It's better than me! Since those warehouse officials dare to refuse his request, how can they be safe and sound?"

"That's right, if you follow little Stephen's temper, under normal circumstances, his way is to beat those warehouse officials half to death, or even kill a few of them, and then he directly leads people to rob the warehouse! This is how little Stephen works!" "But this time it's good, little Stephen was embarrassed by a group of little bullshit warehouse directors for a month, and then came to us to complain! Is he still such a good-natured person?"

"Definitely not!" The Heavy Armor Sword Saint's eyes lit up, and he immediately said: "It can be seen that this kid's behavior is really abnormal, and it is equally incredible to think about the theft of the warehouse, hehe, I said, there seems to be a conspiracy here!"

"It's not seeming, it's for sure!" the Wind Sword Saint then smiled bitterly, "Oh, it's a pity I didn't see it for a long time!

"Yes!" the heavy-armored sword saint also smiled bitterly, "It's over, it's over, the two of us are finished, not only did we participate in exposing the fraud of the warehouse, but also did something to protect people! This little Stephen is so hateful, he even calculated us unconsciously!"

"Alas!" the Wind Blademaster shook his head, then smiled bitterly, "But this is in line with the tradition of the Stephen family, who have been shrewd people for generations, and are the most calculating of others. It can be seen that the little Stephen who seems to be stunned is actually a guy with a bad stomach!"

"At a young age, you can calculate the two of us Sword Saints, if you get older, you can still get it?" The Heavy Armor Sword Saint also cried and laughed: "No, we have to guard against him in the future!"