Norris and Bradford, the two men who were in the league and in the city of renaissance, had no grace at all.

"Hateful Monkoch! You have to be tough! It's a pity to give my life, what can I do now? The army is gone, the city is blocked, and we are all fish on the chopping block now! Bradford looked frantic and frightened.

But between the words, he couldn't help but sneak his gaze at Norris opposite.

He didn't speak when he heard Bradford's words, but old Norris didn't. His thick white hair, beard, eyebrows, and lips were gloomy.

Bradford gritted his teeth and continued to complain: "What do we do now? It's useless to do anything! Do you see the photos? Did you see the video? That Gu Hang! He just flew in the sky! He executed Mondalk in public! Hell, why didn't we know before, Gu Hang was still a powerful psionic?! ”

With that, he looked at Norris again.

The old man still didn't speak.

Bradford continued: "Those Space Marines! Battle Nun! Didn't you say it was fake?! They kill heavily armed soldiers like chickens, and destroying our tanks is as easy as opening a can! How dare we go to war with such an enemy? Damn it! That reckless man of Mondalk has bewitched us and made us miserable! ”

"And the soldiers! How dare they? Every month, every year, the treasury spends so much money on those soldiers, so that they can live a life that they could not live when they were cattle before, and gives them a higher status, but how do they repay us? When they needed them the most, they didn't dare to fight to the death, but surrendered! What does that Gu Hang say he is the ruler, he is the commander of the army, fart! Why didn't those soldiers use their brains to think about it, did Gu Hang send them a penny? ”

Bradford, a business tycoon, is not graceful at all, scolding left and right upside down, scolding Mondok first and then Gu Hang, scolding back to Mondok and scolding those ordinary soldiers.

He finally managed to bore Norris.

"Alright, put away your crazy look, and stop pretending in front of me." Norris said, "You want to ask me, want to know what I'm going to do next?" I can tell you, no problem, now that Fuxing City has become our prison, what is the bad thing about all the prisoners who are dying? But even if I tell you, do you really dare to follow me? ”

Bradford immediately abandoned the previous collapsed appearance, changed his face and said, "Why don't you dare? The legion is finished, Mondok is dead, and now in the whole city, only you, Lord Norris, are the real powerhouses. You have someone in your hands, you have guns and cannons when you open your arsenal, and the whole city of people who don't want to return to the rule of the governor will rally around you! ”

"Hmph." Norris snorted coldly.

After the death of Mondoch and the surrender of the Confederate Legion, the political nature of the city changed.

Who can't see that the alliance has changed?

If in the past it was possible to confront the Governor with the Legion of the Alliance, and with the military potential of the many population representatives in and out of the city, this is now impossible.

Four gates, one by one, in the case of the army's defection, it is impossible to even get out of the city, and it is absolutely impossible to turn the tables.

And the rest is how to live.

Their life and death are already in the whim of His Excellency the Governor.

According to their thinking, although the governor has not yet entered the city, it may be a little late to wait until the governor enters the city to make a decision.

At the moment, there are not many decisions they can make.

It's nothing more than running and kneeling.

At present, Fuxing City, it is not easy to escape; As for wanting to kneel before the governor, if he kneels in a bad posture, I am afraid that he will not survive.

Friends who used to work together are now indispensably deceitful to each other.

For example, at the moment, Norris could see that Bradford was not at ease by pretending to be broken down in front of him and praising him. That guy looks like he wants to arm the industrial workers and resist to the end, but if he really does that, I'm afraid that the first person to sell him will be the guy in front of him.

Of course, what he says is that he has a way and knows what to do, but that is also false.

He will arm the workers, he will turn the factories into military positions. But this is by no means for the sake of resistance, but to concentrate the actual power in the city as much as possible in the hands, increase the bargaining chips in hand, and finally kneel with more weight when kneeling to the governor.

The population that can be organized, the weapons and equipment, the means of production in the factory, these are all my Norris. The Governor has left me behind, and the future will be of great use!

As for this Bradford in front of you?

A person who used to rely on connections and channels to do reselling business, ask for more blessings.

……

After a brief conversation with old Norris, Bradford's face was rather gloomy.

He felt that old Norris had seen what he meant, and had not been fooled.

Damn it! Without a conspicuous guy dragging in the city and attracting the attention of the governor, how could Lao Tzu run away?

That's right, Bradford wanted to run.

Bradford didn't want to stay as a dog — and he didn't have the capital to be a dog like Norris.

On the contrary, the extensive contacts he has accumulated over the years as a channel merchant have allowed him to go to many other places after leaving Fuxing City. Even if life is not as good as before, it is better than staying.

As long as you can escape.

Norris, on his side, couldn't count on it. He didn't believe Norris's words, he didn't believe that this guy would actually go up against the Governor.

On the contrary, he felt that Norris was looking for a way to make himself kneel more weighty, in order to get better surrender conditions in front of Gu Hang—if he didn't do it, he would be used by that guy as a condition to increase his weight.

But this kind of thinking is not worth mentioning in his opinion.

If you can't survive, the governor has already started with thunder, and no matter how beautiful your kneeling posture is, it can't compare to being a dead man.

Make room and sweep away the upper floors, so that the Governor can better draw on a blank piece of paper.

Moreover, even if it survives, in the future, the city will become a governor, and the Union Council will inevitably no longer have the power it had in the past, and even whether it exists or not is another matter.

Old Norris must be finished, but the hateful thing is, since you are going to be finished, why don't you finish it more vigorously and give me a chance to escape?

Thinking about it, Bradford gritted his teeth and felt that he couldn't wait any longer.

If you wait any longer, the governor will enter the city at any time, and the purge will begin at any time, and if you wait any longer, you will have no chance to escape.

He made up his mind.