The leaders of many small forces shut their mouths. After all, some of their survival quotas were bitten down from the royal consortium.

The leaders of several large consortiums also put aside their discussion.

Zhang Ran was wearing a military uniform and sunglasses, and walked off the train with great momentum.

Ling floated behind Zhang Ran as always, holding an empty Coke bottle in his hand.

No more, nothing more.

Lin Qiuyue followed Zhang Ran, holding a laptop in her hand.

This time, Chairman Zhou Chengfeng did not appear.

In the plan, he will be better if he doesn't appear.

The first time Zhang Ran saw Jia Yiwei, he stroked his sunglasses, raised his head and vented his anger in his nostrils: "Prime Minister Jia, long time no see. You guys have swallowed the quota that the royal family deserves. Look at these brothers behind me, do you agree or not!"

"Don't agree!"

The soldier behind Zhang Ran roared angrily.

Zhang Ran snorted: "You must give me an explanation!"

A large number of soldiers got off the train, and they all raised their guns and loaded them all.

The soldiers from other major consortiums were not to be outdone and raised their weapons.

Hurry!

In an instant, the sword was tense!

The atmosphere at the scene was already a bit stagnant, and there was no sound at all!

Zero slowly floated over and stood in front of Zhang Ran.

Zhang Ran smiled "hehehe" and seemed very satisfied with the reaction of his soldiers.

This scene is like a second-generation official with a cerebral palsy who can't wait to find the scene after having a backer.

"Damn, madman..." Jia Yiwei was angry, but on the surface he said calmly: "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing? You pressed my gun against me in the meeting. What do you think I want to do?" Zhang Ran took off his sunglasses and cursed directly: "Dog thing, dare to scare me. What do you say I do? Do you think I was scared?"

"Brothers, I will kill him directly after fighting. Don't worry about the others! This Jia Yiwei must shoot him!"

Jia Yiwei complained secretly in his heart that the biggest characteristic of this unreasonable playboy is emotional.

They do things without considering the consequences, and they will have fun first.

Of course, I was confused after I felt good.

"Your Highness, if you start a war here, it will inevitably lead to a full-scale melee. You... can't survive." A middle-aged woman has a good relationship with the royal family and stands up to be a peacemaker.

"What are you? You deserve to teach me a lesson?" Zhang Ran's nostrils were facing the sky, with an arrogant look on his face: "Dare you dare to start a war? If there is a full-scale melee, I will directly announce the news, trigger public opinion, and destroy the spaceship, and see who can leave!"

Suddenly, the atmosphere became even more depressing.

The woman opened her mouth and didn't say anything again.

A coward game is being staged.

The two sides of the conflict are like two cars driving towards each other in the same lane. If both sides refuse to give way to the road in order to show that they are not afraid of conflict, the end will be a head-on collision and both lose money.

If one party chooses to give in at the last moment, the party that chooses to give in will be regarded as a "coward" and its reputation will be damaged, but it will avoid fierce conflicts and greater losses of interests.

So, who is bold and who is timid?

Several leaders were thinking about whether they could take a beheading operation and directly killed Zhang Ran.

Obviously, it won't work.

Killing the prince is not impossible, but it is equally simple to incite public opinion and destroy the spacecraft.

They don't want to die together.

This guy doesn't follow the unspoken rules and just tear him apart.

It shouldn't be...

Many psychology experts have evaluated the prince’s usual performance. How dare he be? It shouldn’t be.

Guo Weiqiang and Lu Chenming stood beside Zhang Ran, carrying the rocket launcher, and their hearts were beating wildly and feeling a little comfortable.

"I realized that Your Highness is so capable of scolding."

"I've been upset with these old ghosts!"

Especially Lu Chenming, he felt very happy and was not afraid of fighting.

There is nothing to be afraid of when death.

He is afraid of being cowardly.

At first, he looked a little bit contemptuous of Zhang Ran, but now he feels good!

The soldiers around him, not knowing the truth, were really nervous, and were sweating on their foreheads, and they could pull the trigger at any time.

The military confrontation between the two sides lasted for almost half an hour, and all the workers around were dispersed. There was a congestion at the train station, and the train behind could not enter the station, so they could only stop behind and the goods could not be transported.

Everyone is getting more and more anxious because they have limited time.

"What explanation do you want?" Jia Yiwei took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "Your Highness, you can talk about how many places you want, and then we will consider it."

Sure enough, these old turtles are now willing to give up.

Another elder came out, who was an old friend of the former old emperor: "Your Highness, in the last meeting, we did have some inconsiderate things. Can you take a step back? We are willing to... give a certain amount of compensation and apologize. How many places do you want? We... discuss and discuss?"

Suddenly, Zhang Ran smiled.

He pointed to a large pile of high-end machinery on the ground.

"Our people from the Academy of Sciences said that the life span of the earth is still ten years. I really don't understand, what's going on with you? They are all afraid of death, like turtles with their heads!"

"Your Highness, what do you mean..." Jia Yiwei's face had long been thicker than that of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. He was scolded for a turtle with his head shrunk, and there was no anger on his face.

Zhang Ran raised his neck and whispered: "The Academy of Sciences believes through calculations that the earth has a whole ten years left. You can leave these high-end machines here and give me all other small universes!"

"Give me all these machines! I want to build my own spaceship and shelter."

"Yes!" Lin Qiuyue raised her fist, "I calculated that the earth has ten years left, and it can build the shelter even bigger! What are you running for?"

"All? Impossible." Jia Yiwei quickly rejected.

"High-end, just the highest-end one, for example, what is the one that means..." Zhang Ran pointed at a square machine installed in a dust-free room.

"Lithography machine." Lin Qiuyue added.

"Yes, let me bring it. Why are you taking it away? You guys are so few who want to make chips?"

Of course, Jia Yiwei knew this young short-haired woman.

The royal family controls two psychics in total.

Zero, and Lin Qiuyue.

The Academy of Sciences believes that the earth still has ten years?

Going crazy!

Jia Yiwei was simply confused. The predictors believed that the earth still had three months of life, and scientists said that the earth still had ten years.

Both of them are psychics who choose one in one billion.

Of course I believe... the one who has a short time!

Zhang Ran said angrily and loudly: "How could I abandon my people? I want to build my own refuge. You can leave me other small universes and these high-tech machines!"

"I don't want any of the five thousand survival places! I want to stay here, build a spacecraft, and build my own refuge!"

"I want everyone to survive!"

Jia Yiwei's brows frowned again, allowing everyone to survive. This is simply a whimsical idea, and human productivity cannot be achieved.

As an old politician, various conspiracy theories emerged in his heart at the first time. Could it be that he predicted that it was really wrong?

Really ten years left?

Impossible!

It's definitely only three months!
Chapter completed!