As soon as Philip said "get someone", the atmosphere at the scene immediately became tense.
Cook cast a questioning look at Jeans, who nodded in response.
"Who? Since the prince has his last words, from now on, General Templer will be the lord of our Eastern Region. Anyone who dares to touch him will be my enemy in the Eastern Region!" Cook shouted coldly.
He had great trust in Jeans. Since the other party nodded, it meant that the prince's letter was true.
"Hahaha! I didn't expect that the Eastern Region, which Mr. Wilson has high hopes for, would be in the hands of useless people like you." Philip laughed angrily, and his words were even more rude.
"Mr. Philip, please speak with respect! Don't forget, this is Suriel's ancestor, not your McCann." Genes warned with a gloomy look.
"Hmph! Respect needs to be gained through strength, not stupidity. You recognized the new master based on just a letter from an unknown source. Is this behavior worthy of respect?" Philip teased.
He was alone, facing four injection masters, but he seemed to have no fear, but he was quite courageous.
Ai Min has always cherished her own life, so she never believed that there were people who would never care about death.
"This Philip must have someone to rely on, otherwise how could he dare to be so presumptuous? Could it be that there is a helper?" He thought to himself, and then he secretly concentrated on raising his sensitive sense of smell to the limit, which was far beyond ordinary people.
For Emin, no matter who he is loyal to, saving his life is the first priority.
This was actually one of the reasons why he chose to betray Homulus after being captured by Fatty.
At this time, Ai Min suffered a huge existential crisis.
He didn't know the contents of the document, but when they parted, he saw the fat man handing the letter, oh, maybe more than one, to Templeton, and the two of them even bit each other's ears for a while.
However, no matter what, Emin would not have thought that the content of Fatty's forged letter would actually let Templeton take charge of the Eastern Region.
And Templeton actually said it out loud.
What’s even more ridiculous is that Jeans seems to really believe it!
Crazy! Totally crazy!
All of this is too abnormal.
Not to mention Philip, anyone here, as long as they think about it carefully, who can’t see the problem in the letter!?
Did Jeans get his job as chief of staff for free? It won’t be long before he comes to his senses and realizes that Templeton was lying.
At that time, it was the result of Templeton and Amin not being able to bear the consequences!
Ai Min looked calm on the surface, but in fact his whole body was tense. He could already smell several different scents approaching.
"This Philip, indeed there is backup! It seems that we don't have to wait for Jeans to wake up, we will become a fish in the trap! Fatty! Aren't you very smart? How could you use such a despicable method? It's terrible!
"Ai Min thought helplessly and cast a somewhat anxious look at Templeton.
However, the one who responded to Ai Min was the admiral's confused look.
This guy didn't seem to realize the impending crisis.
In fact, Mr. Temple was very upset.
What he said just now was completely in accordance with the fat man's instructions.
This letter, as Fatty had repeatedly told him, would only be used when confronting McCann representatives.
At this time, Templeton was not in the mood to praise Master Mai for his precautionary measures or exhaustive measures.
All he cares about is what the McCanns will say after hearing that he will lead the Eastern Region.
Because these words are likely to be related to the secrets behind Hassan.
"Presumptuous! What do you mean by unknown origin? I have worked with the prince for many years, how could I not recognize his notes!? What's more, before he went to Masak, he had a secret agreement with me. There are some secret words that only he and I know.
.This letter can never be fake!" Genes shouted angrily.
"Eh! Could it be that this letter is true? That's another matter entirely!" Ai Min was shocked when she heard this, and suddenly felt that her chances of survival had greatly increased.
Phillip was also stunned, and then his face became even more gloomy.
He was silent for a moment, his eyes condensed, and he said slowly: "I didn't expect that we really underestimated Scott! He actually had a trick up his sleeve! However, it seems that this bastard had his own plan from the beginning.
It is not a sincere surrender at all, and it is indeed worthy of death!"
"Bold!" Cook shouted loudly, black energy surged around his body, and he was about to take action.
"Slow down! Let him continue!" Genes stopped Cook with words, his eyes fixed on Philip, emitting a cold and stern light.
Philip snorted coldly, looked at the two Eastern Region commanders who were on the verge of going berserk with disdain, and said calmly: "Maybe Sigdon is a god-like existence to you. But in our eyes, he is nothing more than
He's just a running dog that only knows how to bark!"
"Stop talking nonsense! You said that the prince died unjustly. Could it be that something unexpected happened to him because of your secret manipulations?!" Genes suppressed his anger and asked in a trembling voice.
"Hahaha! At this point, it doesn't matter if I tell you the truth. From the moment Scotton stepped into Marseille, there was only one way for him to die!" Philip said arrogantly.
His words were tantamount to admitting that Wilson and others were the culprits behind the assassination of Sgerton.
At this time, Cook's eyes were blood red and the aura around him was extremely unstable.
He used his remaining sanity to try his best to control the energy that was about to go berserk, hoping to wait for the other party to tell the full truth before launching an attack.
Jeans's eyes filled with tears, the veins on his forehead throbbed, and he said with hatred: "The prince treats each other with sincerity, and in order to cooperate with you, he does a lot of things that go against his wishes! All he wants is for Su Lier to be brighter.
future. Why did you betray your trust? You actually killed him. Such a beastly behavior is not tolerated by heaven and earth!"
"Hey! Stop being proud of your dead master! What does Suriel's future have to do with us? What we are seeking is the future of the entire world! Scotton is short-sighted and only cares about his own immediate interests.
How can we shoulder greater responsibilities? What about cooperation? Is he, a marginalized vassal king, worthy of cooperating with the great McCann?" Philip said coldly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He glanced at everyone present with contemptuous eyes, and continued in a cold voice: "It would be fine if he was honest and obedient! But who made him so?
How self-righteous are you? Scott always thinks that we have to rely on him to complete the plan, but he doesn’t know that there are many people who want to replace him! I’m afraid you don’t believe it, but we don’t need to do it ourselves to kill such people!”
When Templer heard this, he couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.
"Could there be someone else who killed Sigton? Could it be..." He didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Cook's patience had reached its limit. He gritted his teeth and roared: "Every wrongdoer has his own debtor, Philip. Since you admit it, today I will sacrifice your head to the prince's soul in heaven!"
As soon as this guy finished speaking, a thunder curse was cast.
Philip was not in a hurry, and released an orange barrier to block the attack, and shouted in a deep voice: "The Eastern Region is now in danger, and is being added to the center by the troops of Ruls and Hassan that are about to come! If you still care about the millions of civilians here,
Life or death, please don’t act impulsively like this again!”
"Are these your last words?" Jeans said, a dark blue halo appeared in his hand, and a shiny ice gun appeared out of thin air.
"Stupid Suriel people are all of the same virtue!" Philip said arrogantly.
He tapped the ring several times at the same time.
"Chief of Staff Jeans, General Cook, this bastard has help, we have been surrounded! Where are your guards now? Call them over quickly! Otherwise..." Emin released the yellow protection and said helplessly.
Before he could finish speaking, the door to the observation tower had been knocked open, and a dozen tough figures jumped out.
One of the first people clasped his fist to Philip and said, "Sir, the guards here have been dealt with, and all our people are in place. Please give me your orders!"