After Ivan returned to the black market, Frank immediately called an emergency meeting, which was attended by important people from the black market, who were in charge of the operation of various organizations in the black market. The managers who can have a seat at the round table all affect the direction of the black market.

The round table in the dark room was full of people, and a candle was lit in the center of the round table, and the faint light of the fire reflected on everyone's faces. Gaius sat reclining with a big grin, elbows against the armrests, one hand supporting his face, and his expression was laid-back, in contrast to the upright sitting of the others. Just as laid-back as he was there was one man, Ivan, as the representative of the messenger bird, who behaved like Gaius, and the wine glass in front of the table was just full and empty. He felt that it was too troublesome to drink like this, so he simply picked up the bottle and blew it on his mouth.

The others didn't dare to attack when they saw the two of them behaving like this, and Frank looked at the time, and the meeting was almost the beginning. He simply didn't bother with these two guys, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

In the quiet room, apart from the sound of Ivan drinking, all that remained was the ticking of the mechanical watch in Frank's hand. With the sound of "pop", the meeting time has come and officially begun. Ivan put down the bottle that had just drunk a drop left, and Gaius hammered a slightly sore neck.

"I think everyone knows the recent rumors between Emperor Wilhelm and Dandong, the black market is going to stand on Dandong's side this time, do you have anything to say? You can have your say. "Frank presided over this meeting, unlike all previous meetings, in that there were no elders present and no one cared much about it.

"Say what? Didn't you already arrange it, let's just listen, but I just hope that if there is any temporary change in Lord Frank, he will notify me in time of someone like this who is not well-informed, otherwise it will not be good for everyone's big business. Gaius spoke in an angry tone.

"Alright, Gaius, don't be so fucking stingy, didn't you tell you all the plans last time. Don't hold grudges until now, like those bitches in the kiln who want to be dissatisfied and angry. "Always rude and wild Willis. Berg said to him.

"What the fuck do you know! Do you know how many people Lao Tzu lost last time? Speaking of this, Gaius became more and more angry, he was still the manager of the black market on the surface, but it turned out that this group of guys from the Council of Elders didn't take him seriously at all, and after the fight, they were almost dead before telling him that it was a conspiracy.

This is also too aggrieved, Gaius himself has been angry for a long time, and now he is still a little angry.

Frank sneered, "Didn't I tell you earlier!" I don't know that there are spies from the North in my camp, how can I tell you? Do you want to leak all your plans? If you make a mistake, are you responsible? Stop yelling, today's meeting is not for you to complain about that. ”

Gaius slapped the table and got up, with the intention of getting up and fighting, "What do you mean by that!" Is it my hope that there are spies in the camp? Who knew that this son of a bitch had been lurking in a few years ago, and besides, I had already chopped him up and fed it to the dog in the first place. It's not my problem! As a black market manager, you should trust me! He leaned forward slightly with his hands propped up.

Frank, who was sitting across from him, was tired of this guy, this kind of meeting was not for him to yell at, and before the business was discussed, nearly half of the time had passed.

In the end, it was Ivan who got up to end their meaningless quarrel, "Okay, now is not the time to settle old scores, let alone let you vent your dissatisfaction with each other, the black market must consider its position this time, otherwise it will be doomed." Let me first express my attitude, I support Frank's decision, and working with Danton is a clear choice. ”

Then Ivan explained the pros and cons to them, and Danton's ability was clearly superior to William's. If you are not very sure, Dandong will not be able to jump out at this time, let alone be so open-minded. Especially recently, the city of Carrot has been in an uproar, and everyone is rumoring that Danton is going to betray his brother.

Whether the words were prophetic or malicious slander, Danton didn't care, he was still preparing something at his own pace. A lot of ambiguous information has also been collected within the Messenger Bird organization, and most of the information revealed is close to those rumors, and there is a chance that Dandong will rebel, but the Messenger Bird will not make this data public, nor will it threaten Dandong with them.

In the face of these information, the black market executives present discussed one after another. Gaius no longer dwells on the previous contradictions, and he also thinks seriously about the key points. After a period of deliberation, it was agreed that the Black Market and the Iron King would work together, and they had the right person to serve as the link between the Black Market and the Iron King.

Ivan is the most suitable person, "Ivan will do this." Frank looked around at the expressions on everyone's faces, no one showed anything unusual, and the matter was finalized, Ivan would rush to Tieling as soon as possible, they believed in Ivan's ability. Although Ivan is not yet the top leader of the messenger bird, his prestige in the messenger bird and the black market is higher than that of the president.

Ivan always feels reassuring and trusting in doing things.

After the meeting, Ivan walked out of the door, and everyone passing by greeted him. Frank waited for Gaius, the unrelenting fellow, to leave, and as soon as he got out of the door, he saw Ivan standing there as if he were waiting for someone.

"Finally came out, are you really hiding from that guy Gaius?" Ivan laughed.

"This guy is like a dog skin plaster, just because of the last incident, he has been annoying me for several days, and he finally went out to run errands and hid for a few months. I didn't expect him to still be unforgiving about this, it's stupid! Frank brushed his palm over his head and brushed the strands of hair back down, he always gave a meticulous look, especially with his hairstyle.

"Is there anything you're waiting for me here?" Frank asked, looking around.

"What do the old men of the Council of Elders say? They should know about it this time, and they can't stay out of it this time. When there is a war, there is no one, and when there is a benefit, the nose is a hundred times more agile than a dog. I've made the conditions right, and this time I'm running on both sides, and I have to get the benefits I deserve. Ivan said with his hands on his chest.

"The benefits you deserve?" Frank asked rhetorically, "So you're asking me as an individual?" ”

"No, you can't say that. I'm not asking for you, it's about the old men, the Elders, the ones who are better than rats. Ivan replied with a smile, and then he took out a list from the spatial treasure and handed it to Frank, he said, "This is my payment, you give it to the Council of Elders and they will think it through." ”

Frank roughly read the contents, and the more he looked down, the tighter his brow became, "It's hard to find the things on it, and they're all worth a lot of money, so it might be a little difficult to get them to agree." ”

Ivan sneered, "Haha, of course I know that trying to get them to agree to find all these things is no different from asking them to die, so I don't expect them to find all of them, I just need them to find some of them, and I have my own way." "He has long understood the stinginess of the Presbyterian Church.

He even had a rough idea of what the Council of Elders would be willing to help him find, so there was no need to draw up another list.

"It seems that you know those old men better than I do, and even know their temperament, which is really terrifying." Frank had to admire Ivan's insight and calculating ability.

"Okay, thank you for helping me, now I'm going to Tieling to contact our ambitious prince Dandong." Ivan said goodbye to him and walked out of the black market with an empty bottle in his hand, the metal grinding of the iron platform gurgling and making a tooth-aching sound.

Frank looked at the list in his hand and thought about himself, should he think about himself as much as Ivan? The Council of Elders is already an old guy with no power in name, and they can enjoy so many benefits only because they were senior management in the black market before.

They groomed Frank, helped him get to where he is now, and brought him into the Presbyterian Church, but it seemed that he was just working for them, and his share of interests was not so much in mind.

"It's an opportunity and I have to take it. No one can always be trusted, the only one who can be trusted is yourself. Frank muttered, at this moment he also figured out something, he couldn't always be driven by the old men of the Presbyterian Church, if it weren't for them, maybe the black market would be stronger.

It's time for the rules of the black market to change, and although Frank has been groomed as the future leader of the black market, there has always been a shadow of the Council of Elders behind him. Many senior executives don't think much of him personally, such as Gaius. He is not afraid of Frank's identity at all, whether to make trouble or trouble, whether to disagree or disagree.

On weekdays, he can still be troubled by Gaius casually, but if he encounters some major events, he will easily have problems if he mixes things up, which is not conducive to the unity of the entire black market. Frank decided that as soon as this matter was over, he had to reform the black market, and he already had a good candidate for the auxiliary strategist, so he would ask Ivan for help when the time came. He's smarter than anyone else, and he's not very keen on black market rights, at least he's someone he can trust.

Kane has been locked up in his house since returning from the Valley Tree to ponder the mysteries of blood magic, and he rummages through the books on magic in the Iron King's Castle Library, hoping to find some helpful information inside.

He had been busy with this since he came back in the afternoon, and until the sun went down and the sky was dark, he could not find any useful information for him, and the things recorded in the book were all rudimentary knowledge of arcane, witchcraft, and magic. He basically understands all of this, and he doesn't need to spend time reviewing them again.

Kane put down the magic book in his hand, and he stretched, his eyelids drooping as he began to feel sleepy from the exhaustion of the day. Kane couldn't resist the drowsiness and collapsed on the bed, drowsy.