Chapter 118: Negotiation

"Old friend, I really can't believe it! You're going to betray the entire mercenary group for momentary gains, you... You're confused!! ”

The usual elegance of Shawshank in the words was gone, and his face was full of remorse and pain.

Abraham's blood flowed backwards almost instantly, and all his breath was pressed out of his constricted lungs, as if all his strength had been exhausted, and he questioned in a hoarse voice of disbelief.

"Shawshank. You're unexpectedly... ”

In the middle of his words, he was interrupted by Lei Wente coldly, and with a wave of his hand, several wolf-like mercenaries appeared in the fifth team.

"Go in, search!!"

The mercenary looked at his old regiment leader guiltily, but he did not hesitate to carry out the order, and his vigorous figure passed Abraham who stayed in place, and rushed into the study in a few steps, where the sound of messy rummaging and Vivien's anxious scolding sounded.

"You guys!! What are you doing! All out, out! ”

After a ping-pong fire, Ellen was pinned to the ground trying to stop him, and several mercenaries came out with a pile of letters and large gold tickets and jewelry.

"Report to the captain, a large number of magical letters that communicate with the Firmament Mercenary Group have been found inside, as well as a huge amount of jeweled gold tickets!"

In an instant, the guilt on the faces of all the mercenaries was replaced by anger, and the noisy denunciations filled the entire square again.

At this time, Abraham was not superfluously surprised, he stared at Shawshank on the side, and asked hoarsely.

"What a means. . . Why, tell me why! ”

"You don't have the power to lead everyone to glory."

twitching the corners of his mouth, Shawshank finally lost his expression and replied lightly.

Abraham instantly seemed to be dozens of years old, he had lost everything in just one day, and he was betrayed by old friends and subordinates he had trusted for many years, and he knew that with such a careful and ruthless plan, there would be no chance of turning the tables around. A desolate laugh in the sky even overwhelmed all the sounds that swirled in the sky.

"Captain, there is still a manor in Filoz City, please go there and spend the rest of your life."

"Okay. . . All right! Thunder Lot!! I forgot about you! I forgot you were there!! You're a wolf! I shouldn't have let you in in the first place! Lost, I've lost all the way from that day on! ”

"I'm sorry."

Shrinking his eyes, Revent finally lowered his voice and spoke faintly, but the voice was so small that only he could hear it.

But Abraham's eyes moved, and they swept directly at him like ice. At this moment, Vivien rushed out of the room, threw a bluestone ornament at Thunderette's head, and screamed desperately.

"Badass!! You're all badass!! Dad won't betray the mercenary group, he has always treated it as his own treasure, you framed him! ”

Revent stood in place without the slightest dodge, the bluestone smashed directly into his head, and then fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces, a wisp of bright red blood flowed down, Vivien's voice suddenly suffocated, and a trace of unbearable look appeared on her little face.

"Captain!"

He ignored the blood in the corner of his eye and said lightly.

Abraham suddenly laughed violently again, but this time he was no longer angry and sad just now, but with a slight indifference to let go of everything.

"He's still the Split?"

"He's always been a Sky Splitter."

"Good! From today onwards you are his leader! I will follow the rules, but my son can't live his life with me, let him stay with you! ”

“。。。 Good. ”

After a long silence, Thunder Pattern nodded and agreed.

"Father!"

Alun, who was still pressed to the ground by the two behind him, said anxiously, but was interrupted by Abraham waving his hand.

At this time, Vivien suddenly rushed over, stopped between him and Revent, hesitated for a long time, seemed to have made up her mind, and said loudly.

"I... I'm here too! Someday I'll take Daddy's baby back from the bad guys. ”

"Fooling around 。。。"

Abraham didn't want to stop drinking, but suddenly saw the firmness in Vivien's eyes, as if he was a few years older, and sighed weakly.

"That's it. . . That's it! It's all to blame that I've been spoiling you since I was a child, so be yourself. ”

Within a day, Sky Splitting had completely changed hands, and after Thunder had shown his amazing strength, no one had a different opinion, and everything was still developing in an orderly manner as before.

All of the living forces of the Sky Splitting Mercenary Regiment abandoned the entire Gonzalez stronghold and shrank back to their headquarters.

"Three days to go."

Shawshank sat across from Rewent, no joy or anger on his face, just a smile. After a pause, he continued.

"I'm afraid that as soon as the conflict broke out, the news has already reached the ears of the mercenary king who is now in Immortal Penade, and she will be able to rush back to Gonzalez in three days at most, and if you can't swallow up the entire power of Warner at that time, no matter what the facts are, you must be the one who will be disposed of in the end."

Thunder Pattern is a little distracted, the power of the entire sky has been operating in Gonzalez for many years, and it has been like an old tree that has taken root for a long time, and it is full of solid intertwined roots, which is an overwhelming advantage for the newcomers, and those who have been related to the past will only stay on the sidelines because of the sudden change of ownership. Shawshank is right, if he can't completely destroy the sky before the mercenary king returns, then the undercurrent of the underground will definitely not be him.

But it is not easy to completely destroy the sky in just three days, it is almost impossible to complete the myth. Frowning, it seemed that Shawshank trusted himself beyond imagination, and his middle finger was lightly clasped on the table, making a soft click.

"Let's negotiate!"

After thinking about it for a long time, Lei Wente coldly spit out his opinion.

The corners of Shawshank's eyebrows twitched, and his eyes flashed with interest, and he asked softly.

"Are you sure?"

"I really want to hang you up first, and help me deal with the official documents."

Unexpectedly, Rayvet didn't answer his question, but rolled his eyes and replied viciously, then got up and walked straight out of the room. Only a smiling thoughtful man was left.

Early the next morning, before the sky continued to launch the offensive, Split Sky was already on one channel after another, and began to release news frantically: in order to avoid greater casualties on both sides, to prevent irreparable damage in the form of their own country, and to end this farce, Split Sky first launched a negotiation agreement, and the two sides suspended the battle and negotiated peace.

The moment the news was released, a boiling flame was ignited, and all the forces that were ready to fish in troubled waters quietly retreated, and people with a discerning eye could see at a glance that this was a statement that the Sky Splitting Mercenary Group was subduing, they couldn't support the huge loss every day, and they had decided to exchange a certain sacrifice for a chance to breathe, and now it was just to maintain their face on the surface.

I heard that the old leader of the Sky Splitting Mercenary Regiment had already fled with all his property, and irresponsibly threw a mess to a rookie who had just joined the mercenary group.

At the same time as the news broke, Warner had already stopped all attacks, and if he continued to wage war without scruples now, then all public opinion would no longer be on his side, and when the slut Mary Zhennu returned, she would have already wanted to eradicate herself, but she just had no excuse.

In the headquarters of the firmament, the early morning sunlight has not yet been able to break through the obstacles and project into this somewhat heavy room, and the entire courtyard wall is filled with a hairy coldness.

Warner, neatly dressed, still sat in his familiar chair, buried in the faint shadows with nothing else to see. Just a pair of bright eyes that shimmered with thought.

He naturally received the news that the Sky Splitting Mercenary Group would change its master one day, but unlike the others, he didn't think it was Abraham's old thing who couldn't stop the pressure to run away by himself, leaving the newcomer as a scapegoat. That person has a strong impression on himself, I am afraid that his old opponent has been completely planted in his hands, and now he has been robbed of all his rights.

Although this guess turned out to make him feel a little cold, it was only less than 2 months, and he really couldn't figure out how he did it. But he raised his eyebrows, this kind of surprise did not make Warner too afraid, that is, what can he do if he is powerful, but it is a split sky, in his own territory, even if he has the means to reach the sky, he can't make any waves.

Let you perish at my hands, young and vigorous people are really annoying, negotiations? It's about qualifications.

In the afternoon of the same day, the firmament issued a statement in response, agreeing to the Split Sky's request for negotiation, but the location of the negotiation must be chosen by them.

"It's an old fox!"

When Revent received the news, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, waved his hand with a big grin, and commanded Don Quixote on the side.

"Go tell them, I promised."

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Early the next morning, in the eyes of the entire Gonzalez forces, the peace negotiations initiated by the Split Sky were held in the North District Manor of the Firmament Forces.

Without bringing any of his entourage, Lei Wente went to the meeting with a single knife in light equipment, and in an instant, the major forces that were still a little despised because of his youth had to admire this person's courage, and they didn't know if he was stupid and didn't know how to be afraid, or if he had something to rely on at all.

"Your Excellency, what a means."

In the huge conference room, only Warner sat on the top of the main seat, across a long table, looking at Lei Wente who stepped into the room, and praised it meaninglessly. The face of the false smile makes people feel sick to their stomach.

"I've got what you want!"

Lei Wente didn't entangle with him in the details, just did it and said straight to the point.

Warner's pupils shrank instantly, his eyes half-narrowed to block the strong emotions inside, and he still spoke coldly.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of reaching out indiscriminately?"

"I thought about it, I needed this batch of things to drive that old guy down, but I couldn't help but open it to satisfy my curiosity, I was really scared, a full 1,200 sets of magic armor, the Firmament Regiment is a really good means."

Lei Wente didn't seem to hear the threat in the other party's words, but adjusted his sitting posture to make himself more comfortable, and then said slowly.