The front pages of the newspapers were filled with the massacre.

Garon flipped through other newspapers, which contained Wiseman's remarks defending himself. The claim that the death toll was not 200,000 is an exaggeration, and that it was a forceful response to a provocation by federal forces. More than 90 percent of the people killed in the war were military personnel, and there was no violation of international humanitarianism.

Carefully picking out some credible newspapers, Garon carefully skimmed through them.

Just a few days after the massacre, mass demonstrations have taken place in various parts of the country, demanding a strong military response from the government. And protest against the barbaric act of Westman's bloody massacre of civilians!

After roughly reading the newspapers, Garon sat down in his seat and fell into deep thought.

The plane was also preparing to land, and was beginning to fly rapidly diagonally downward.

Soon after a slight jolt, the plane finally landed.

Garon got off the plane and took the arranged haode car directly out of the airport and headed straight for the capital city.

Half an hour later, it was less than a few minutes into the city. There was a loud noise in the street outside the car, and it seemed that there were many people shouting something. It's not very neat, it's a little messy.

Galleon sat in the black car, and suddenly felt the speed of the car slow down rapidly, and he pulled the curtain of the car window to look out. The streets outside were deserted, and voices seemed to come from afar.

"What's going on?"

The driver was a special female soldier arranged by the military, and she had some difficult answers.

"Sir, there may be another demonstration ahead. Shall we go around it another way?"

"Demonstrations?" Garon was stunned.

As the car slowly moved forward. Soon the voices in front of him became clearer and clearer.

"Down with imperialism!"

"Down with imperialism!"

"Revenge Millstone Naval Harbor!" "Revenge"

A repetitive shout came from the front, as if someone was leading the way, and then everyone followed suit.

"Sir. It can't go any further, the road must have been closed for the demonstrations ahead. The female soldier reminded loudly.

"Let's go the other way. Garon frowned, "Have there been frequent parades in the ocean currents lately?"

"Yes, almost once a week, on a scale of more than 10,000 people. The female soldier quickly replied. "And it is said that there are similar parades everywhere. ”

Garon let out a sigh and closed the curtains.

"Has there been a military region to suppress it?"

"Not yet, just the police were dispatched to maintain order. Caught some smashing and looting disorders. Now that the scale of the parade is getting bigger and bigger, the people above do not dare to arrest people rashly. The female soldier also looked a little helpless.

Garon nodded in understanding.

The car slowly circled into another street in the night, slowly moving forward in the deserted traffic. There are police motorcycles guarding the road on both sides of the front.

More than ten minutes later. The car came to a slow stop in front of a black hall.

Garon got out of the car and walked into the hall under the long-awaited line of guards.

A tall white fat man in a lieutenant general's uniform was standing at the door of the hall, looking at him with a smile behind his back, his face full of kindness.

"Mr. Garon. It is a pleasure to be able to act as an intermediary in this mediation. You've come all the way. Come in and rest. "His voice is a bit high-pitched, it sounds like a duck's voice, and it's very joyful. There is no majesty of a general at all.

"General Rishien, has the other party arrived?" Garon asked with a calm face as he walked into the guild hall.

"It's been more than ten minutes. "Lieutenant General Rishien and Surin's father were friends who worked together, and the Golem Gate approached him to mediate, and Garon had to sell Surin's father's face.

Of course, the current situation looks like. Conciliation also has his own will.

The hall was brightly lit and covered with a thick red woolen blanket. It is surrounded by golden decorations and sconces. The walls are covered with pale yellow wallpaper. Guards are heavily armed at intervals.

Garon smelled a hint of blood from the guards, apparently shortly after his mission, and had been transferred directly to watch the field.

After all, whether it is the Marshal of the Demon Elephant Gate or him, the master of the White Cloud Sect, who is not a ruthless person, if he does not agree with each other, the entire guild hall will not be maintained by force, and even his life may be in danger in the middle.

Seeing Garon looking at the guards of the soldiers, Richion said with a smile: "There is also a battalion of heavy artillery outside that is all aimed here, so that we can discuss the contradictions between the two sides in a stable and peaceful atmosphere." Presumably, this is what Mr. Garon would like to see. ”

"This is natural. Garon nodded, "The current federation can no longer withstand a greater degree of internal friction. This is also the fundamental reason why I am willing to negotiate peace with the other side. ”

Lieutenant General Rishien nodded in agreement.

The two quickly walked into a quiet wooden tea room.

The entire teahouse is clad in black wood, and on the wall facing the entrance hangs an extremely delicate and gorgeous ancient oriental painting. It is rectangular in shape, hung horizontally on the wall, and is four or five meters wide. It looks very atmospheric and beautiful.

The ancient paintings depict dozens of lifelike birds, some fluttering their wings and flying, some landing slowly, some swooping forward, and some screaming to be fed.

Red, blue, white, black, all kinds of colorful birds, large and small, colorful, appear extremely fine and gorgeous.

"Good painting!" Although Garon didn't know how to draw, he could see the great value and beauty of this ancient painting.

On the right side of the ancient painting sits a slender woman in black. The woman was rolling up her sleeves and pouring tea gently, the turquoise tea slowly flowed into the white jade teacup, and the clear and vivid green made Garon's heart feel relieved. The mood is inexplicably calmer.

This woman has a delicate face, looking like an ordinary woman in her twenties, with a gentle temperament and soothing and elegant movements. The white jade porcelain-like skin seems to be broken at the touch of it.

Garon followed the lieutenant general closer, only to find that the woman was not wearing a simple black dress, but a long black silk skirt with a long skirt dragging on the floor, reflecting a mysterious and smooth silk luster.

Black hair, jade skin, delicate face, and a pair of narrow black phoenix eyes that are seductive.

For a moment, Garon seemed to have returned to China in his previous life, and the person sitting in front of him seemed to be a traditional classical beauty, gently pouring tea for herself.

The two sat down slowly, and Garon was sitting in front of the woman, watching with admiration as the other pushed the poured haode green tea in front of him.

"I'm a rough guy and don't know anything elegant. It seems that you are the leader of the Magic Elephant Gate, Marshal Ulan?" he didn't say much to the other party, and directly opened his mouth to confirm.

"I heard that the master of Garon was only about twenty years old, and now it seems that there is no immaturity of a twenty-year-old young man at all. It's incredible. The woman smiled, "Yes, I'm Ulan from the Magic Elephant Gate. The marshal leader is just a title, not worth mentioning in front of you. ”

"Time is of the essence, I have a lot of work to attend to, so let's stop going around in circles. Now the domestic environment does not allow us to continue internal friction, and the situation in the federation is very troublesome. As for the things that happened to you, I think you should be aware that I didn't provoke these things in the first place. It was you who instigated my senior sister to rebel first. Garon lightly explained the cause and effect.

"This matter is indeed our fault, but Baiyunmen was not in the scope of our fear before, and it was only after you came to power that such a situation appeared. The law of nature is the law of nature. Now that you're strong, there's no reason for us to collide with each other and lose again. The woman paused, "That's what I meant when I asked General Richeon to intercede." Only the strong have rights worthy of respect. ”

"So what do you mean?"

"In the South, we give up and quit completely. Ulan calmly took a sip of tea. "We have also revealed the matter of Clark, and we do not owe each other anything about it. ”

"What tricks can you still struggle with in the south?" Garon sneered, "I already have it in my hands, and this condition is completely insincere." ”

"Young man, don't be too arrogant" A chill flashed in the woman's eyes, "Your strength is strong, but do you really think that the strength you see is all we have?"

"Am I arrogant? You took the initiative to apply for mediation, but you didn't want to show any sincerity, and you called me arrogant. Garon's face turned cold, "Don't think I don't know your headquarters are in the north. It's a big deal that everyone goes to war, I want to see if the Magic Elephant Gate is stronger or weaker than the Asgard!"

"Okay, okay, both of you are biedong. Since both of them are willing to come over to mediate, it is obvious that they both came in good faith. For my sake, they all took a step back. Rishien spoke at the critical moment, with a kind smile on his face.

"In this way, for the sake of my face, the Magic Elephant Gate withdraws from the south, and when the future actions involve the south, you must discuss with the Baiyun Gate in advance. And the Baiyun Gate should not be pursued anymore, and the Magic Elephant Gate will be reported in advance when it goes to the north in the future. In this way, the north and the south rule. What do you think?"

"What if there is a situation that is not reported?" Marshal Ulan sneered.

"It's none of my business to be killed. Garon returned to his previous calm. "For the sake of General Richion's face, I promise. ”

"Then I'll say yes too!" Ulan gritted his teeth and replied.

To be honest, if it weren't for Garon, the King of Nightmares, and Andlera appearing together in Baigadi this time, they would have repelled Jihua from Asgard. It is impossible for her Elephant Gate to take such an initiative to ask for mediation.

Garon and Andlera are okay, they can be considered typical of what they can deal with positively.

But the King of Nightmares is different, this guy can be male or female, big or small, no one knows what his specific identity is if he doesn't do it, and the most terrifying thing is that he is proficient in hypnotism, known as the king of hypnosis. In the face of such a person, the most terrifying thing is not his strength, but his unparalleled ability to track and hide.

In the face of such a person, it is impossible for any organization to hide. When the time comes, Garon will be helped by the Nightmare King to track down the roots of the entire Golem Gate

With such a result, Ulan shuddered just thinking about it.

Because of the bloody and weird way of entry, the Magic Elephant Gate is full of enemies almost everywhere, and the enemies are everywhere. Once exposed to sunlight

This is also the key reason why they unanimously asked Marshal Ulan to take the initiative to mediate. (To be continued......)