Wednesday was just about to leave, but he didn't expect Bolton to stop him, "Wait, follow me to meet someone." ”

"What kind of person?" Wednesday showed impatience, "I still have to cultivate, time is precious." ”

"Hehe, you're developed," Bolton ran to Wednesday's side and smiled, laughing and whispering mysteriously, "Do you know who the owner of this Nilco City and Elliot Province is?"

Wednesday, who was originally going to leave, heard Bolton's words, and his heart moved slightly, could this Bolton have anything to do with Cory's old department? Now the governor of Elliott Province is Maurice Eddy, and Nilco City, as the administrative center of the province, is also directly under the jurisdiction of the governor, and there is no city lord. But at this time, Maurice Eddy was only a titular governor, in fact, the governor had long been a die-hard fan of Corry, and now he has become a fan of Borg Langdon.

In other words, the owner of Elliott Province and Nilcor City at this time was not Maurice Eddie, but Borg Langdon. But Wednesday still pretended to be stupid and said, "Isn't that Morris? He seems to have been the governor of this place for a long time." ”

Sure enough, Bolton smiled mysteriously and proudly showed off: "You don't know this," he said and deliberately looked around and whispered: "Actually, this place has long since changed owners, it used to be His Highness Corey, and after His Highness Corey was killed, he was replaced by Mr. Borg Langdon, hehe." ”

Wednesday asked in surprise, "Borg Langdon, who is that, and is he going to succeed His Highness Corey in rebellion?"

Bolton nodded, "That's natural, though His Highness Corey was killed." But his subordinates remained almost intact, and their strength was not damaged at all. And no one knows Mr. Borg Langdon's plan yet, if there is an opportunity to launch a surprise attack. The success rate is high, right?"

Wednesday sneered in his heart, without Corey, the chances of Borg Langdon's rebellion succeeding were almost zero. If it weren't for the fear that Corey's old ministry would collude with other countries, Chrissy would send some troops and two more masters to recover this Elliot province within two months, and there would be no need to be so troublesome. It's ridiculous that Borg Langdon still claims to be a wise man, but he doesn't even understand this, which shows that this person is only a little clever at best. I don't know what the general trend is, I don't know what it means to turn the hearts of the people, and I don't know what it means to be famous.

However, Wednesday is now playing the drunkard swordsman Beecher, so his eyes widened in surprise, "This, it's impossible, right? Even if they completely occupy the province of Elliot, it can't be possible to overthrow the entire Sean Empire?" said and deliberately vigilantly asked: "You don't want to pull me into that Borg Langdon, right? No, no, no, I haven't lived enough, and I won't do the matter of sending me to death." ”

"Don't worry. Listen to me," Bolton saw Wednesday and quickly pulled him down, "I'll tell you." Mr. Borg Langdon is not the only province of Elliot, but many of the other provinces and even the Imperial City are accomplices. As long as you can get things done at the right time, Mr. Langdon is no ordinary person. ”

Hear Burton's words. Wednesday secretly pondered in his heart, it seems that this Bolton is also a person with some status among the rebels. I knew that Borg Langdon had more than one province. In this way, it is also an opportunity, but how to use it is high, you have to refer to it. But Wednesday was reluctant to get too close to Bolton, after all, he was not Bichel, and the difference in living habits would definitely be very large, and it would not be good if there were any flaws.

However, this is indeed a good opportunity to blend in with the rebels, and Bolton seems to be a good blender in the rebels, after all, he has good strength, and he is also a fire mage at the level of a great mage, and he is very popular in large-scale wars.

Although this is the truth, Wednesday still looked at Bolton suspiciously, "What does that have to do with me, anyway, I won't get involved in those messy things, you have to go to you, don't pull me." ”

"Hey, there's something to discuss," Bolton hurriedly shouted.

On Wednesday, however, he deliberately shook him off, and then, with a little effort, trotted out of the grove, and then returned to the city. Of course, he didn't really refuse, but he was sure that Burton would find him at the door. Because now the whole world knows that internal strength, light skills, and martial arts are good things, and they are all working hard to learn them. Martial arts are easy to say, but there are still light skills in internal strength, but no one can touch their heads.

But now that he had told Bolton on Wednesday that he was self-taught, Bolton naturally felt that this was an opportunity to curry favor with the rebels. If he could really contribute this know-how to the rebels, his position in the rebels can be imagined.

And Wednesday was exactly what he wanted, so he played such a game of wanting to catch and indulge, waiting for Bolton to officially arrive. At that time, Bolton probably won't be suspicious of anything, and his attitude will be easier to trust the rebels, and there may be a better chance when the time comes.

Back in town on Wednesday, tidy up the room, and wait quietly for Burton to come to the door. At that time, he borrowed the donkey from the slope and joined the rebels. It's just that on Wednesday the left can't wait, the right can't wait, and seeing that it's going to be dark, he still hasn't waited for Bolton to come to the door. Did Bolton not know where Bichel lived? Or did Bolton give up?

It wasn't until about four o'clock in the afternoon that there was movement outside the courtyard on Wednesday, and then I heard someone knocking on the door, "Is Bichelle there?" was Burton's voice.

Wednesday took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then still carrying a big sword and carrying a wine jug staggered to the courtyard to open the door, and after opening the door, he leaned against the door frame and said to Bolton outside: "What's the matter? If it's the thing I said in the morning, I'd better excuse it, I'm not interested." ”

Standing at the gate was Bolton, but there was also a young mage in his mid-thirties, and two capable swordsmen.

"Is Mr. Tolan?" asked the red-haired mage, who was about thirty years old, looking at Wednesday with a slight smile.

Wednesday looked at it with drunken eyes, then nodded, "I'm Bichel Tolan, who are you, what's the matter with me?"

"My name is Borg Langdon, and I'm here to visit my husband," the red-haired mage said lightly as he looked at Wednesday with a smile.

Hearing this, Wednesday's heart chuckled, this is Borg Langdon? For a moment, Wednesday's mind was spinning, and he made a few turns between making a move and waiting for an opportunity, and then grinned, "It's Mr. Langdon, I have admired the name for a long time," and said to let go of his body, "What is the matter with Mr. Langdon coming to me? ”

Borg Langdon nodded slightly, and just as he was about to step through the door, two swordsmen who followed him walked in first, blocking Wednesday two meters away from Borg Langdon. Borg Langdon was the first to enter, and it was Burton at the end.

The yard was a mess, Bichier was a single drunkard and didn't clean up much, and he didn't clean up much on Wednesday in order not to attract the attention of others, Borg Langdon obviously showed some disgust after entering the door, but quickly covered it up, and then stood still in the yard and turned to Wednesday and said: "Mr. Tolan, the Ming people don't talk darkly, Mr. Bolton has already told you this morning, I want to invite you to join my camp." ”

Wednesday smiled and took a sip of wine, "Mr. Langdon, I'm very sorry, I'm really not interested, I want to live my own peaceful life, and I don't want to be involved in your big business." ”

Borg Langdon nodded slightly, "Of course I know what Mr. means, otherwise I wouldn't have visited him personally," he said with a smile: "Actually, Mr. should understand why I came to the door in person, I think not only me, but any force in this world will try their best to control Mr. in their own hands," he said and stared at Wednesday word by word: "No matter what means." ”

Wednesday smiled nonchalantly, "Is Mr. Langdon threatening me?"

Borg Langdon shrugged his shoulders and said: "It depends on what Mr. means, if Mr. is willing to cooperate, then we are close comrades-in-arms, if Mr. is not willing to cooperate, then the result is ......."

Hearing this, Wednesday sneered in his heart, but his face showed some solemn expression, and he poured several sips of wine in a row as if he was very entangled in his heart, and after a long while, he gritted his teeth and asked, "What kind of cooperation method?" His expression was as if he was forced to choose to cooperate.

Of course, Wednesday's attitude fell on Borg Langdon in the eyes of the same, he didn't think that Wednesday was greedy for life or death, but felt that Wednesday was a good person, a little clever, and knew what kind of choice was right to make in this situation. In fact, that's what Borg Langdon wants to see, and Wednesday is just a show of what Borg Langdon wants to see, and people are always willing to believe that what they imagine is going their way.

If you want to capture this skill, you can use it on anyone anywhere, as long as you use it skillfully enough, even a character like Zhuge Liang will be tricked. Just like the confrontation between Wednesday and Borg Langdon, whether it is Borg Langdon or others, they will only feel that Borg Langdon has always held the initiative, and will force Wednesday step by step to the point that there is no way back but to agree to cooperate. But who would have thought that Borg Langdon's move would play into Wednesday's hands?

Seeing that Wednesday had succumbed, Borg Langdon was secretly smug, but with a gentle smile on his face, "How does Mr. Tolan want to cooperate?"

Wednesday didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically, "Mr. Langdon first tell me what he wants me to do?"

"I want you to help me train my army," Borg Langdon said unabashedly as if he was worried about Wednesday, and as if he was determined that Wednesday was not afraid of Wednesday's troubles or something. But the voice changed, "But I'm going to see how strong you are first, and see what you've learned." (To be continued......)